[JUNGKOOK] Sweet and Bitter

Guilt

I gasp for air. The man doesn't move nor dares to make any sound. 'Jungkook', is all what my shaky voice manages to say. He snaps me a pierce glance, which is stern enough to make me shut my mouth.

He then focuses his attention on the terrified man that's uncontrollably breathing in his tight grip. 'Easy. I want you to drive right over there, in silence', he commands bitterly while he points at the back of the store.

The man nods as sweat drops slide down all over his face. He slowly places his hands on the steering weel and starts the engine with the car key.

'Quick', Jungkook whispers sharply while still holding the knife against his throat. The man spins the weel and drives through the tank station to the location Jungkook commanded him to.

I breath in and out uncontrollably, while eyeing the innocent man shakily holding the steering weel. A moment of silence lingers in the air before Jungkook breaks it. 'Get out', he says in a sharp voice.

For the first time the man manages to make eye contact with him. 'What?', the man asks carefully quiet. Jungkook looks dangerous more than ever and a dark, bitter expression appears on his face.

'I said. Get the f*ck out', he says much louder but still controlled and stern with the knife scarily pressing harder against the man's skin.

I see the victim gulp in pain, but yet I don't move. I don't dare to say what I'm wanting to. Instead I watch him slowly open the door and next up get out of the car.

Jungkook quickly moves to the front seat and nonchalantly points the knife at him. I clench my jaw when a tear rolls down on the man's face. He's scared for life.

A dark grin appears on Jungkook's face. The expression makes me terrified more than ever. For a second of time I think he's going to hurt him, but my thought changes when he lowers the weapon.

'Good. Now tell me sir. Where's your money?', he asks while purposely playing with his little weapon to make him fear more. The man finally catches his breath to answer. 'H-here, all of it', he stutters while taking out his wallet immediately and holding it out for Jungkook.

Jungkook chuckles and takes the leather object in his hands. He bows politely with that same smirk pasted on his lips. 'Thanks sir', he replies rarely calm. His behaviour, it's like a psychopath.

The man still shakes from fear while my dangerous partner suspiciously opens the wallet and looks in it with great pleasure. His other hand quickly points the weapon up to the man for protection.

'Well sir, that's a lot of money. You won't mind us lending some, right?', he asks with a creepy smile.

Psycho.

Freaking psycho.

The prey quickly shakes his head, while eyeing the the knife in Jungkook's strong veiny hands. 'Oh no, of course not', the man answers while more sweat forms on his forehead.

'Good.' Jungkook takes out a good amount of money out of the wallet and hands it out to the man, who questionably takes it. 'For your kindness sir', Jungkook replies lastly and then loudly shuts the car door before driving away undisturbed.

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Transparent drops of pouring water slide smoothly down on the damped window. My eyes follow the shining silver edges, but stop when the reflection of my cold hearted partner appears.

His eyes are glued to the road, while his left arm holds the steering weel in a manly way. It's been around an hour since we left the man at the tank station miserably.

After a short conversation about his sudden move for burgling the car I directly fell asleep. I've been questioning where we're going ever since.

He decided not to tell me and leave me with confused and questionable feelings. The only thing I know is, that it's a safe place. I've been through a lot in just 3 days of time, but sometimes you just have to trust people.

And even the fact that Jungkook doesn't seem like the most trustful. It's the only option anyway.

A sudden deep breath makes my ears prick up as I automatically turn around to the other side where my fellow refugee drives calmly.

'I'm sorry.'

My brows furrow up in confusion. What did he just say?

The weird gesture makes me question the choose of words that I'm willing to use for a respond. 'What?', I end up responding dryly. His dark doe eyes share a short glare with mine before he looks at the road again.

He sighs. 'I'm sorry for being an asshole, when we talked in the forest.'

A painful silence lingers around us. This sudden apology makes me confused as heck. He did act rude towards me, but I never expected him to sorry me for it.

'I guess it's oké. I shouldn't have gone that far with you', I respond coldly while looking outside to avoid eye connection. 'It's not your fault. I just... I just wasn't comfortable enough to tell you', he replies with a cold monotonous voice.

'So now you do trust me?'

I am surprised of my own courage to ask him a dared question. Now I recognise his emotional side again. Like 3 days ago when he talked rudely again and apologised for his behaviour. I shouldn't be feeling needy for his guilt and appreciate his will to make me feel better.

'I do',  he replies with a tiny piece of hesitation. Instead of him, I'm the person who feels guilty now. Even though I feel bad a pink gloss brushes over my cheeks when he responds.

I can't help but look at him. His imagine changes every three seconds when he switches to his kind side. His perfect side profile is the most dangerous desire.

'However. You're probably questioning where we're going', he breaks the moment in a disappointing way. 'Oh uh yeah', I respond with a rather awkward tone.

'Yongin.'

'Yongin? Why?' The fact that we're going to this city for other purposes than usual gives me a different view of Yongin. 'I know some people there. For help', he summarises shortly.

For help to keep us safe or beat up some agents that took his hyungs and probably are chasing us? Now that I think about it, what could've happend to the rest?

Did the FBI really just arrest all of them? Hope fills up inside me that someone might have gotten away like us. Rarely Hoseok's image pops up in my mind. Probably because he has pretty long legs that he can use to run away. Jin too though.

I can imagine them all being miserably treated in small rooms or being tied against chairs and being beaten up. It's not fair. They seem like criminals, but how further I'm being taken into their lives how better I'm starting to understand them.

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Wassuppp. It's ya girl who left for more than a week.
Sorry. It's not the longest chapter, but I tried oké. School loves giving homework.
I think many people got confused about the other members. What happened to them and stuff.
I don't want to say too much, but assume that they're taken by the FBI.
And also someone asked me about "Jisub". And as you guys know in chapter 8 or 6 (i don't remember) I described Yn's dream. Basically Jisub took her to another man and yeah- This will be mentioned later in the story.
More questions? Tips? Tell me.

BBYEz huns :) 👌☕️