Howdy, Jeon? (A BTS Fanfic)

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Jungkook (Before the incident)

You placed the last of the documents in their own respective files before placing them into the drawers.

After you find everything well organized just as your lecturer had asked you to since they were all concerning the show that you are hosting in the middle of the term.

It was for everyone to showcase their talent towards entertainments, just like you and the rest of your friends did and was scouted by BigHit Entertainment, one of the top 3 entertainments in Seoul.

You were in charge of show slots and all other preparations, which was why you were here until this hour sorting it nicely for the lecturer, the one who's helping you with it, to analyze through carefully.

Then you picked up your bag from the floor beside the table and walked out the door, clicking the lock from inside before checking that you have all your stuffs and then closing the door shut and locked.

At that moment you felt your phone vibrating and lighting up in your pocket in this darkness before you pulled it out and checked the screen.

TaeTae Hyung calling......

You swiped the screen to answer and immediately put it against your ears.

"Hyung, I just finished. I'm coming back now." You answered.

"Jungkook wait! Did you see Haneul while you were in the building?" He asked to which you were genuinely confused.

"No? Is she here? Was she trying to find me?" You asked unsure.

"No, it's not that. Joshua called me just now saying Jeonghan was worried because Haneul didn't text him nor answered his calls saying her phone is unreachable. He said it has been 50 minutes since he left her to go back to the dorm and I'm now with Jihyun, and we knocked on Haneul's door and no one answered."

Your breath hitched, not liking what he was trying to tell you.

"What are you trying to say hyung?" You started to get worried.

"We tried a couple more times again maybe thinking she was just in the shower but no Jungkook she's not back yet. And she's unreachable. So I want you to search for her in the building. She was heading back to the dorm, so it might be a good place to start." He explained while your worry intensifies.

"Alright I'll check the building and tell—"

Your voice was cut off by a loud banging sound along the corridor on the left which had you widening your eyes.

"Jungkook? Are you there?"

You didn't answer but just walked towards where the sound came from and saw the door to the instrument storage room peeping open a little.

You cautiously walked towards it, your phone still placed against your ears.

"Hyung please stay quiet for a moment." You spoke softly and he didn't reply, knowing he was doing what you asked.

You went closer and closer to the door as you started hearing things clashing inside and a loud clanking sound, then suddenly you heard a gruff voice.

"You little bitch! You're gonna get it now."

You lowered your phone down, placing it into your pocket, not disconnecting the call, before taking a few more steps closer to the door.

He sounds oddly familiar and someone must also be inside.

Please don't tell me it's.....

"No no, STAY AWAY!"

That voice.... her voice....

"Haneul-ah...." You whispered.

You then stare at the door as your vision clouded before all you saw was red and you kicked the door open to see a man, then over him was Haneul leaning against the shelf crying.

Your blood boiled as your hands fisted so tight while your body tensed up like a bull ready to go on rampage.

When the man finally turned around, your vision tinged red again before you yelled out.

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER."

Without yourself knowing, you advanced forward and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt before throwing a punch on his face.

All you were seeing was red, and you kicked him in the shin making him fall to his knees, then you pushed him towards the ground and continued punching the life out of him.

You didn't know how to stop, you were in a rage, unable to calm yourself, when suddenly you felt hands wrapping around your waist from behind which made you stop as you heard her voice.

"Jeon please stop. It's enough. You aren't a murderer." She spoke out shakily, which made you breath heavily before lowering your arms and turning to face her.

You cupped her face to see if she was hurt and found no bruises before you wrapped your arms around her and lifted her up to stand when suddenly you heard a groan.

The both of you looked at the man slowly sitting and standing up while holding onto the door and staring at you with horror while you glared at him.

He started backing away slowly then ran out, pulling the door he was holding along with him, shutting it effectively leaving you inside with Haneul, the only light was from a small opening at the corner looking like a rat hole.

You slowly placed her down on the wooden box that must contain the cymbals, then walked towards the door to try open them but it was jammed shut.

You tried pulling it open but to no avail and you turned towards Haneul to tell her that the door wouldn't open when you see her visibly shaking and her skin turning pale.

You rushed towards her and saw her lips were trembling as she was breaking out in cold sweats and her eyes looked lost.

She was breathing in short pants, that shows that she has difficulty in breathing and you noticed that she was having a panic attack.

You lifted her from sitting, before you placed her on the floor and onto your lap, tugging her close towards your body which felt cold.

You rubbed her hair and whispered soothing words into her ears to effectively calm her down.

"Haneul-ah, I'm here. You're safe. I'm here." You spoke out softly while her shaking hands slowly came up and gripped your shirt softly.

"J-Jeon....." Her voice was merely above a whisper but you heard it as your arms tightened around her.

"Yes Haneul-ah, I'm here. No one is gonna hurt you. I'm here." You continued speaking sweet words to her and slowly her body stopped shaking and her breathing evened out.

She completely relaxed against your body and leaned her head comfortably on your shoulder.

You placed your head softly on hers and lightly rocked our bodies, deciding to stay in this position for few moments longer.......

........ until she wants to let go.