SILVERBLACK, an international terrorist organization was reportedly hiding in the country which is also home for Lee Dahyun, a hacker, and her best friend Jeon Jungkook, an officer, both working for the National Security Corps. Both of them, along w...
"Don't you remember what happened last night, babe?", Jungkook asked smugly.
My eyes widened and cheeks blushed, for I knew this brat was trying to tease me, by making it sound weird. I brought up my knee and hit his stomach, making him groan and clutch himself. He loosened his grip on me and I sat up.
"Kook you're making it sound wrong, or is it that you wanted something else to happen instead, babe? ", I got back to my usual form and decided to turn the tables.
Last night, or you may say early morning, after Jin treated everyone he gave us heavy dosage painkillers, making everyone kind of tipsy. I was too lazy to take out clothes for myself, and as if on purpose, when I entered my room Jungkook was changing. I walked to him, which obviously shocked him as he was in midst of wearing his pjs, and pushed him to the side making him stumble, pulled out one of his random t-shirts and went to the bathroom to change. That is all what happened.
Jungkook's jaw dropped on my statement and I smirked, pulling up my flowing silver strands to a messy bun. But as soon as I lifted my arm I hissed as I felt a sharp pain in my wound.
Kook was in front of me the next second, alarmed by my actions. But what shocked me was that the next moment he gathered my hair and tied it into a messy bun himself, completely concentrated on his work.
I lifted my eyes to look at him, his gesture bringing a sense of warmth to my heart. I received no affection from anyone since the time I remember, and that was until the day I met Jungkook. I don't know how to name this feeling, I don't know if people casually did this for each other, or was it meant for a special person, I don't know anything. I felt some unwanted tears lingering around in the back of my eyes, ready to spill, but I did not recognize this feeling at all. I felt something in my chest, and something in my stomach, as if an unknown wave washed over me.
Jungkook sat on his knees in front of me, and he noticed my eyes were glassy. He cupped my face.
"Don't lift your hand for a few days. I know it hurts, but it will go away if you listen to me, okay?", he asked me as if I was a child. He thought I was going to cry because of pain, completely oblivious to the fact that it was him. I chuckled and nodded, and slapped his hands away playfully.
"I am not a kid, you kookie!"
Jungkook's P.O.V.:
I was worried when I heard her gasp and clutch her wound. I was in front of her on my knees, and I tied her hair as I didn't want her struggling to do something and fail, I know how Dae is, she might end up thinking she is useless and a burden to all of us if she is not able to do something as simple as tieing her hair. But what shocked me was that there were tears in her eyes, may be she was in too much pain. I now felt bad for teasing her earlier. I don't know what happened to me but I cupped her face, and I wanted to comfort her.
"Don't lift your hand for a few days. I know it hurts, but it will go away if you listen to me, okay?"
She was looking into my eyes, searching, confusion evident on her face, but the next second she giggled, and I was relieved.
"I am not a kid, you dumb kookie!"
kookie....
My mother used to call me 'kookie' affectionately. It has been months since I talked to my parents, the NSC regulated it, and controlled what and how often you spoke with your family, presenting it as a measure for keeping them safe. Me and my mother were very close, and I miss her.
When Dae called me that, I felt a familiar feeling of love and affection over me, I felt something in my heart, something warm, and again I was back to rethinking about what I felt for Dae. But this feeling, it told a different story, and I was sure now that Dae was surely more that just a best friend to me.
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Location: Base 108, Living room
Time: Late afternoon
Namjoon's P.O.V:
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I covered my face with my palm, and my hands were propped up on my knees as I sat in the living room with Jimin and Taehyung. In front of me Yoongi and Hoseok were going through the pictures which I have captured during the mission along with the mission report. Jin has gone out without specifying his trip. I guess Jungkook and Dahyun will come down soon.
"Are you sure Jimin? No change of rules since I left?"
"Positive", Jimin replied, nodding.
"Strange. The NSC is so organized and controlling that the moment we change the operation status from ongoing to completed , they jump in asking for the report. And it has been hours after our first operation, still no response has been received. I just...I don't have a good feeling about it.", I said, once again putting my face on my palm.
"I'm sure you're only overthinking Hyung. They will contact us shorty I guess.", Jimin tried to reassure the leader.
"Even I think something is wrong.", Taehyung, who has been silent all this while spoke, " This is the NSC we are talking about, Jimin, you know they are just like the positive version of Nazis, no delays, no exceptions. It is indeed strange that they did not even respond, let alone contacting for further missions."
"And I don't think they are 'positive' at all", Jin came from the main door, sweating and panting, it seemed like he was running.
"Hyung, what happend?", Yoongi asked, seeing Jin in this state. From the corner of my eyes I saw Dahyun and Jungkook coming down towards us.
"Hoseok put on the news, now!"
Hoseok nodded at the elder and dashed towards the television to switch it on and put on Korea's official news channel.
" The explosion in a remote factory in Gangwon, which is assumed to be under the international terrorist organization SILVERBLACK, took place in the early hours of the day, approximately 2 or 3 a.m.. From the evidences collected by the police from the site, the attack was carried out by a group who call themselves 'Bangtan'. The NSC has denied any acquaintance with the attack or the group itself. "
