[JUNGKOOK] Sweet and Bitter

Eavesdropping

The moon shines through the window and falls on my eyes. I'm tired, very tired. I've been twisting and twirling around in this luxurious king sized bed for hours. I open my eyes in frustration. It's pointless to keep trying, I'm not going to fall asleep anyway.
His words are continuously repeating in my head. Because of you I wouldn't have been alive.

If I just drove to the hospital.... But I was to naive and panicked to think clearly. And now I'm here sleeping in the room next to a dangerously handsome murderer. What am I going to do?

Whatever my plan was, I had to get out of here.

Soon.

I burry my face in the soft pillow. The wet fabric touches my skin stickily, because of the last few hours during my cry session in it.
I wrap the warm thick blanket tightly around, thinking it will help me to erase the scared feeling. It makes me sick. I take a deep breath and turn my position on my back again.

I close my heavy eyes but flash them almost expectedly open as I hear a sound coming from outside. I sit up and look into the blighting light coming from the window. If the moon didn't exist I would've tripped on my way to the window, because of the darkness in the room.

I touch the glass carefully with my hand while leaning closer to see what's happening. The sudden noises from three men don't match with the elegant and quiet night. I lean a little closer until my nose feels the coldness of the window too. Two unfamiliar man greet the host with a tight embrace. Minutes later two expensive cars appear.

A white Mercedes maybe? And a dark blue one. Two by two, men appear out of the cars. Jungkook walks to them and they all embrace each other. Curiosity is taking over me what these six men, Jungkook not included, are doing here.

Noises from a different place catch my attention, when they enter the mansion. I carefully open the door, which fortunately doesn't make any creaking sound. I tip toe through the hall, on my way towards the sound. I reach my end at the stairs and slowly slide down sitting cross-legged. I rest my head at the hard wall behind me while secretly eavesdropping the interesting conversation downstairs.

'Is she upstairs?', an unfamiliar deep husky voice asks. 'Yeah, probably in deep sleep. Don't worry', the ice cold Jungkook voice exclaims. Hah sure I am. 'Did you tell her already?', someone with a manly hoarse voice asks. 'No, I'll tel her in the morning.'
Tell me what?

'Are you sure you can handle it? I mean it wouldn't hurt bringing-.' Jungkook cuts of the heart-warming soft voice harshly, 'Hyung, it's unnecessary. This is the only way out besides killing. And I can handle it.'

My heart stops at killing.

'Sure Jungkookie, something new to try huh?', someone says followed by loud giggles and snorts. My stomach turns around in disgust. Horrible thoughts are entering my mind at the man's statement.

Something new to try? Am I some sort of experiment?

'By the way do you guys wanna drink something? I bought soju and stuff', Jungkook says while his footsteps are heard. 'Yeah, strawberry please.' 'Kookie, can I get a quick shower though? I didn't have the time after work', the soft voice speaks again. An agreeing hum is heard from Jungkook and next thing I know is threatening steps coming my way on the stairs.

I jump up from my comfortable position and run into the darkness. I completely loose orientation, because of the look alike doors.
I desperately look around, but it's too late.

I'm caught.

A strong arm on my shoulder turns me around gently. I meet eyes with a gorgeous tall figure with a long bright face. His dark coloured bangs are hanging in front of his eyes while he shakes them of in an attracting manner. A soft smile curves on his lips. 'Are you lost sweetie?' I smile and hold my head up, trying to look like everything is just fine. Which is not the case.

'Yeah I think so', I respond with a smile, which hides the large-scaled fear under it. He might be looking sweet and harmless from the outside. But I'm not making the same mistake, like I did with the hot muscular criminal before. 'I'm Hoseok by the way', he smiles cheerfully, which I can still see through the blinding darkness in the hall.

'Y/n', I answer softly while bowing politely. He stops my actions abruptly, 'Don't need to do that sweet.' I flash an awkward smile before straightening my back. 'Where is that light, I can't see a thing', he lets out a chuckle before flashing the lights on hurting my eyes, because of the sudden change. I squeeze my eyes closed and blink a few times before eyeing, the now even better, sight of the breath-taking man.

'Well that's better don't you think?', he tilts his head a little while keeping that same beautiful suiting smile on his face. I nod while still observing every inch of him. 'Uhm you're bedroom right?', he asks. 'Oh uh yeah', I snap out of my thoughts, remembering what I was trying to find in the first place.

'Jungkookie mostly gives guests this room', he says a bit questionably while pointing at one of the doors. He walks towards it and opens it while turning on the lights. I sigh of relieve, noticing the familiar furnitures in it. 'Yes this is it.' He turns around with a grin on his face. 'Thank you', I say in a small voice while looking straight in his beautiful eyes. Seeing a god like this is rarely possible.

My smile fades away, when I remember that this is one of Jungkook's friends. If a whole coursed meal like Jungkook is a freaking creepy murderer, what would his friends be like?

'No problem sweetie, sleep well', he winks at me with a soft smile placed on his perfect red blossom lips. I flash a nervous smile, before turning around to the bed.

'We'll see each other around, Y/n', and with that he leaves, making me gulp in fear.
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I have really mixed feelings about this. I'm still practicing my writing style. Hope it will get sum. 🐛