A/N: Sorry for two things!
1- for how little 'texting' there is in this part for a 'text au'
2- for how LONG it's been since I've updated!!!!!!I have no excuse. Well, I have excuses, but yet I don't. Ya' girl's working on an actual book! It's freakin hard to do, though. I overthink everything!
I hope y'all enjoy this! It's fairly long to make up for the waiting you guys endured!
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The wifi on your phone still seemed to be working, and you could just imagine that it would only be working for a little while longer if he wanted to cut that off, too.
Without another moment of hesitation, you started to call Jungkook again. You weren't sure what he was gonna be able to do, but you needed any kind of comfort right now.
"Y/N?" he answered after only a few seconds, "What's going on?"
"He cut off my phone line. Kind of like when he blocked your number from calling me before," you were talking as quietly as you could. Your mind was running a mile a minute, and it was nearly impossible for you to figure out what you needed to say. What were the most important parts of this situation?
"Taehyung called the cops but it's been a while since they were supposed to be here. What if he gave them the wrong address or something? I don't know what's wrong, but something doesn't feel right."
It only took Jungkook seconds to pick up the hotel phone again and dial for the police, "Please stay on the line, Y/N. I'll never forgive you if you hang up."
You just hummed in understanding before shutting your eyes. Only seconds later, you heard a noise that sounded a lot like your front door closing. "Jungkook, he might be inside."
"Oh hell no." he sounded so worked up as he finally got a hold of the police. He started explaining the situation to them, and hearing his side of the conversation worried you even more.
"You didn't get a call for that location at all??" Jungkook scoffed, "He's been banging on the door for the past thirty or so minutes and you're telling me that none of the neighbors even called to complain?"
Something was seriously off, then. They didn't get any calls at all? Not even the one from Taehyung?
"Jungkook, something's seriously wrong here," you whispered, "They probably tapped my phone and cut everyone else's off. I don't know what's going on but this has to be about more than just me breaking up with him."
Jungkook continued talking to the cops, reassuring you that they actually were on their way this time. There were a few cops nearby and would be there in a minute or two.
"Stay hidden and be quiet." Jungkook begged, "mute your volume right now, but please stay on the call. I want to know what's going on just in case something happens."
You nodded, "Okay, I'm turning the volume down now. Thanks, Jungkook."
"Please stay safe, Y/N."
That was the last thing you heard as you sat in the dead silence. You didn't hear any other commotion outside, but you had a feeling that you weren't in your apartment alone. Someone was in here, and it was only a matter of time before they would break into your room.
You took a deep breath to try and calm yourself down, but it wasn't working. Not knowing what was going on outside or what happened to Jimin and the other's was stressing you out even more. You wanted them to be okay, and you would never forgive yourself if something bad happened to them.
You nearly jumped out of your skin when you heard a door slam open, but it wasn't your bedroom door. If they hadn't broken into your place before now, it was officially broken into at this point.
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Strangers || JJK Text AU
FanfictionJungkook is an ex-idol who just happens to have a number very similar to your best friend's. When your ex-turned-stalker wipes your phone clean of all your data, you wind up texting Jungkook by accident. Jungkook quickly shifts from a stranger into...