Danger ✔️

Chapter 19

(This time, all of her weapons are hidden inside her jacket.)

March 12, 2017; Movistar Arena, Santiago, Chile

The first day of Wings Tour in Chile was a huge success. Nothing happened to the boys and they seem to really enjoy performing on stage and interacting with ARMYs. Now onto the second day of the concert, Eun Byeol is currently on her usual scenario, locked up inside a small room, lights off and multiple laptops were set up ontop of a white table. Her right thigh is on top of the left, right hand holding a cup of milktea.

"Ahn Hyewon was proven guilty beyond a reasonable doubt. The result of the powder from the bottle found on her possession and the coffee had matched. They said it was a natural poison called Ricin which can be found in castor beans. Ingestion of a significant amount of Ricin can lead to death days after ingesting. Unfortunately, Ahn Hyewon wouldn't cooperate with the police and unyielding. She wouldn't say anything about her boss." Bang PD-nim said through the screen.

While monitoring the concert, Bang PD-nim had called her through facetime informing her about the case of Hyewon.

"Did you raid her possessions to find something that can tell us about the mastermind? How about her phone?"

"Before the police can get to her house, they found out that it was raided before they can get them. The house was trashed and they couldn't find anything useful. Her phone has nothing on them. It was completely wiped out of everything." Eun Byeol said nothing for a minute, her face void of emotion as she stare on the screen.

After a minute of silence, Bang PD-nim asked, "How's the boys doing?"

"Great. We haven't encounter any disturbance yet but that doesn't mean that we could lower our alertness, if anything, we should be more vigilant. Based on my past experiences, silence from the other side means they are planning something very big. The first day was a success though," Eun Byeol's eyes widen for a second, leaning on a screen as she click the different frames.

"What happened?" Bang PD-nim asked, noticing the sudden and quick change of her emotion.

"Nothing really serious, just the boys collapsing on the backstage because of exhaustion." Eun Byeol answered as if she was reading a weather report.

She's used of seeing people collapsing because of exhaustion, growing up in an establishment where people pushes themselves too hard in training. She, herself, felt exhausted most of the time, fainting for what feels like a million times already.

Training in SIA is very strenuous and difficult that you would wish to just quit. That's the reason why only selected people gets the title of a field agent. Eun Byeol did thought of that a lot but her determination and ambition pushes her to where she is right now. Her instructor once said, "If you get tired, take a deep breath and rest, not quit. If you fall, stand up and push harder." She heard it many times that she swears it was tattooed forever on her mind.

"Please tell them to not overwork themselves. Slow down." Bang PD-nim's voice snapped her back to reality.

But before Eun Byeol can answer, her phone lit up and vibrated, an incoming call from Manager Sejin flashes on her phone. She glance at PD-nim before she accepts the call.

"Eun Byeol speaking." she started when no one speaks but indistinct chatters can be heard from the other side of the call.

"Jungkook asks for you. You need to come here." Manager Sejin's voice was firm and strict.

"Okay, I'll be there in five." she stated before ending the call and turning to the screen.

"Jungkook's asking for me. I have no idea why but it's my call to leave." said Eun Byeol. Bang PD-nim dismisses her and let her be the one to end the call.

***

Walking inside a room near the stage, she was greeted by the staffs surrounding a couch where Jungkook was sprawled out, clammy and sweating profusely and face as white as paper. He's wearing a red sweatshirt on top of a white and red striped longsleeves. Manager Sejin was fanning him, his stylist wiping his sweat and retouching his makeup.

"You should really give him space and take off his sweater." Eun Byeol said in calm voice, staying where she stood since the staffs is overcrowding him. The other staffs walks away, leaving Jungkook who was still sprawled on the couch, Manager Sejin still fanning him and the stylist taking his sweater off.

Eun Byeol got a clear view of Jungkook's condition. He was still pale, clammy and sweating. He's panting a lot which was abnormal even if he dances for a long time. His face is scrunching in pain as he tried to look up to her, arms limply laying on his side.

"Byeol-ah." he whispered despite of being lightheaded. His stylist stood up, leaving the room to get an ice pack while Eun Byeol grab a water bottle from a stand near her before walking towards him.

Eun Byeol twists the cap of the bottled water, bringing it to his lips without saying anything. Jungkook got what she wants to do, slowly gripping the bottle from Eun Byeol's hand to drink it on his own. His hands was trembling so much so she took the bottle on his hand and help him to drink it. With a slight moan from Jungkook, Eun Byeol retracted the bottle from his lips, setting it down on the floor.

"You should lie down." Eun Byeol stated when Jungkook's breath becomes labor again. Despite of being lightheaded, Jungkook still tried to sit up to which Eun Byeol reacted quickly by slowly yet firmly pushing him back to his position earlier.

"Lay down." Eun Byeol's voice was cold and stern, slightly glaring to the hardheaded boy who just look at her intently through hooded eyes.

His stylist comes back with a fresh ice pack on hand, running towards Jungkook to put it but the latter turn his head away from the plastic bag. His stylist was confused until Jungkook murmured a soft, "Byeol-ah" which she understands immediately. His stylist stood straight, handing the ice pack to Eun Byeol who just stare at it in return.

"I'm not your personal assistant, Jungkook." but after seeing Jungkook's weak stature, she took the ice pack from the stylist and place it on Jungkook's forehead. I didn't sign up for this.

"5 minutes before the next stage." The stage director informed them. The stylist quickly retouch Jungkook's makeup which was washed up from how intense he was sweating.

***

Jungkook hadn't let go of her until they were called back to the backstage. He was still weak and lightheaded, Manager Hobeom needs to escort him towards the stage while Eun Byeol follows silently.

The members, after seeing the maknae literally sitting on the floor because he couldn't stood straight immediately voice out their words of encouragement, Namjoon speaking up to not get themselves overwork, reminding them to just chill and slow down, especially to Jungkook.

The stage director told them it's time to go out on stage but Jungkook was still crouching down and breathing hard.

"Jungkook." her voice was low and cold but Jungkook still heard it. He lift his head up, his face contorting in pain.

Eun Byeol's face was still blank and void of emotion, her firm gaze meeting Jungkook's pained one. There's no word exchanged, just them staring at each other as if having a conversation telepathically. After what feels like an eternity but in reality, only a couple of seconds, Jungkook stood straight, slightly nodding to her before putting up his professional mask, shrugging the pain aside for a while as he go out on stage again.