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ii. DECEPTION | JJK [M]

You are irreplaceable in his life, and so is he in yours.

Mayhap, it's time to change that. The moment he aimed his gun at your head, where the trigger could go off at any second; there, you immediately knew you are very much replaceable. So you take matters into your own hands; walk out of his life and away from him as soon as your work contract with him ended.

But Jungkook hates not having your presence near him, and who said you get to walk out his life just like that? You promised not to leave him.

So, why did you break the promise?

Plethora of deception.

PAIRING : Jungkook x Reader

GENRE : Dark Romance, Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Drama, Action : Gang AU

RATING : Mature

DISCLAIMER : This story is a work of fiction. Description of the BTS members in this story does not reflect nor portray them in real life. Everything in this story only fits in imagination and does not apply outside of imagination.

WORD COUNT : 8.2k+

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AUTHOR NOTE :

💌 i’m back with deception chapter two anddd i was really overwhelmed by the amount of love lots of you were showing and giving for the first chapter ㅠㅠ sometimes it’s too overwhelming that i’m even afraid ugdhdhj. well that is for personal reason~

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proofread with grammarly and beta-read by @minnyoon

special mention for my minnie 💞 @minnyoon for helping me out from the v beginning with this chapter even while she’s busy (we r both dead busy) so im really grateful ㅠㅠ !!

WARNING : This chapter deals with description of violence and blackmailing.

DEDICATION : To my old self as you are the reason the story exists and to my present self as you have rewritten it.

Certain actions could be justified.

But Rika’s action couldn’t be justified in any way from Taehyung's point of view.

The ringing of your weak voice, your desperate voice - which he knew that you were on the verge of tearing up not out of sadness but rather out of frustration, confusion and even anger - always replayed in his head like a broken record. It’s troubling, tiring and served as a daily reminder to tell him that he had failed to protect you.

He had failed you.

He was there to witness the heart-wrenching scene and yet he couldn’t do anything but to watch, as if it was a movie… except that it’s not scripted. It’s the reality.

But now, he’ll play the fucking movie however he liked.

“Aunt Binna,” he smiled. “Pleasure seeing you.”

Binna narrowed her eyes at Taehyung, the look of displeasure on her face was clear as day; the fake pleasantries irked her. He noticed and it only gave him satisfaction.

“Cut to the chase, Taehyung.” Edge lacing her voice. “Tell me everything you know.”

Amused at how he got the older woman so worked up, he let out a breathy laugh. He doesn’t need Binna to express herself to know that she’s been on edge — He successfully made her on the edge since the phone call a few hours prior.

“Why don’t you come in first, Binna?” Taehyung arched his brow. “We’ll talk inside.”

Binna’s eyes bounced between Taehyung and his apartment. After contemplating, and weighing out the pros and cons, she decided to step into his apartment. He gestured at the couch in the living room to tell her to settle down on it. Without any further ado, Binna sat on one of the couches.

Taehyung humbled himself in a small studio apartment; oak wood grain tiles with porcelain white walls. His apartment was probably for a short stay, Binna thought. Taehyung has a massive bank account. This apartment was surely like a few dollars for him. Binna’s eyes then settled on a laptop that was placed on the glass marble coffee table.

It’s an audio file.

But more importantly, the file’s name; it’s your name.

Binna wasn’t oblivious to the fact that you and Taehyung knew each other but the last time you had mentioned about Taehyung was months ago. She’s wondering if you knew about Taehyung’s whereabouts since he decided to be in this hideout.

Taehyung returned with a glass of water for the lady and settled down on the couch opposite of her. Binna looked at every move of his like a predator watching its prey’s movement.

Silly. She’s the prey, he’s the predator.

Taehyung was a wolf in sheep's clothing. All while he seemed harmless and approachable, he’s a true predator deep down. A dangerous person with a perfectly innocent facade as a masquerade. Don’t judge a book by its cover? Scratch that. Please do judge a book by its cover.

“What do you know about (Y/N)?” Binna demanded.

The sole reason why Binna’s here.

A few days prior.

The airport was busy and crowded like always - loud too. Be it night or morning, the airport here doesn’t seem to have ever been quiet and less crowded. People must be travelling often, huh? The blazing sun shone through the glass panes as if to brighten the lives of those within the glass windows.

From the corner of your eyes, you could see the chuckling and giggling of overjoyed children. You smiled at that. It reminded you of your younger self when you first flew on a plane with Aunt Binna and Jungkook.

You were at the gate, waiting for your plane. Another Place by Bastille was playing on the left side of your earbuds, your right ear was left open to the surroundings to catch on the announcement. It’s been almost an hour of waiting and it was finally your cue to board the plane when the system made an announcement calling for passengers to board their specific plane.

“Take care, my dear.” Aunt Binna stood up with you. “I’ll miss you.”

Aunt’s hands moved to gently stroke the side of your head endearingly and pulled you into a hug. You let yourself bask in her embrace for the last time - since you didn’t plan on coming back any time soon. For the good, perhaps.

“I’ll miss you too, Aunt.” You whispered. “You too, take care.”

Aunt Binna has been the mother figure for the past few years of your life. You couldn’t thank her enough. In fact, nothing could thank her enough. Through Aunt Binna you had a shelter, a place to call home. Through Aunt Binna you met Jungkook. She was your saviour and your beginning of a new life after your parents died. She was the reason you had found a purpose to live.

Aunt let out a hearty laugh but you could hear sobs bubbling up to her throat as she tried her best not to break down. Aunt Binna loved you as much as you loved her. She loved you and treated you like a daughter she never had. At first, Aunt disagreed and opposed your decision of being away from her, she’s vocal about it but it didn’t stop you from persuading and here you were, at the airport, ready to travel and step foot on a foreign ground of your choice.

“You’re not going to tell me where you’re going to live in the new country, dear?” Aunt asked - again.

You wanted your departure to be a secret so that you could enjoy your trip without any disturbance. Knowing Aunt, she would most likely visit you or send you gifts if she were to know your address. It’s not that you hated it but for the first few weeks, you’d like to enjoy your own company. Aunt claimed that she’s going to be worried for you - Just like a mother worrying for her daughter when they’re travelling alone, especially in a foreign country - but you assured her.

“I’m really sorry, Aunt, but I can’t tell you. Not yet,” you took her hands in yours, slightly squeezing them. “When it’s time, I promise I’ll tell you but for now, just text me if you’re worried, okay?”

“I’m going to be safe. Everything’s going to be just fine. Don’t worry too much,” you assured her with a soft smile which she mirrored with a rather sad smile.

“I trust you to take care of yourself.”

“Of course.”

You hummed as she engulfed you in yet another tight motherly hug. Aunt broke the hug when she felt her purse vibrating. She quickly fished out her phone and looked at the caller ID.

“Who’s that?” You asked.

Aunt Binna stared hard at her phone before she shoved it back into her purse. “Work.”

A tone of edginess laced her short answer making you tick a brow.

“Why aren’t you picking it up?” You frowned. “Maybe it’s important.”

“No, dear,” Aunt brushed it off. “Right now it’s about you.”

Her phone rang again. She took it out again with the intention to turn off the device but you quickly stopped her. The caller ID. It’s the name you've heard lots of times when you were hanging out with Aunt.

They mostly talked about Jungkook’s engagement.

You heard about the engagement - accidentally, while Aunt Binna was conversing with someone on the phone the other day and it went on to almost every day but you assume she didn’t expect you to know about it since she didn’t even make an effort to open this topic with you.

Not that it bothered you.

Knowing Jungkook, you wouldn’t be too surprised about this rushed engagement. Rika escaped once, Jungkook wouldn’t let it happen twice. He was a man of his words; he said he would marry Rika, he would. He didn’t chase after her during their college years for nothing.

“I think it’s better if you pick it up.” You tried to persuade. “See, it’s still ringing. It must be important.”

Aunt took a quick glance at her ringing phone before nodding. “After you pass that gate, I’ll pick it up.”

“It seems that almost everyone has boarded the plane. I’ll get going now.” You pecked her cheeks and grabbed your luggage, heading towards the gate. Sending one last goodbye to Aunt Binna once your passport was checked and the plane ticket was confirmed, you walked into the tunnel leading to air transport.

Once Binna was sure that you were out of the radar, she fished out her phone. It’s not the same number that had been calling her just now. It’s an unknown number. She left the call unanswered for the first time but the caller dialled her number again leaving her no option but to pick it up.

The green button was pressed and the call was connected but Binna didn’t mutter a word and waited for the person on the other line to speak.

“Binna.”

Her eyes widened and her mouth agape, shocked. She couldn’t believe her ears. This has to be a joke.

“Does my voice shake you to the core to the point you’ve lost your ability to speak?” The voice goaded.

“Who is this?” Binna spoke. “Playing dumb now, aren’t we?” Laughter rang from the other end. “Must I remind you of my name?” “I have no business with y–” “Kim Taehyung.” He cut her off. Binna hastily pulled the phone away from her ear but before she managed to end the call, Taehyung spoke with a voice dripping with malice. “I wouldn’t end the call if I were you.” He reprimanded. “Be wise, Binna.”

“What is it that you want?” She finally asked. “What’s with the hostility?” “Answer the question, Taehyung.” Another deep chuckle rang from his side. “I’ll make this short for you.”

“It’s about (Y/N).”

It would be a lie if Binna said she didn’t come out of worry though she did come out of frustrating curiosity. You and Taehyung have never met - She made sure of it. You were busy with Jungkook. Even if you met Taehyung while with Jungkook, Binna was sure her son wouldn’t like it. Jungkook wasn’t very fond of the other guy. You and Taehyung stopped contacting each other after you signed Jungkook’s contract and after Taehyung flew to another country. Taehyung assumed Binna had already seen the audio’s name hence without any other word he reached to his laptop and pressed the play button. The audio he has been listening to. The audio that haunted his nights.

Taehyung didn’t forget to turn the volume higher. Binna would hear everything crystal clear.

The audio started with an audible noise and rustles before a familiar voice resonated around the room.

“Rika..”

Your voice.

Flashback.

The mission was to stop Rika. By hook or by crook.

The adrenaline rush in your veins was indescribable as you sped up trying to chase after Rika’s car. The luck was on your side when you noticed the road was empty. Rika picked a shortcut to the other airport in which the road was not crowded and not many passersby. You knew she picked this lane in hopes of escaping without any obstacles but she didn’t weigh the pros and cons of taking this empty lane. The pros were that she got to speed off without any hindrance and time-saving. The cons however were if she wasn’t careful enough, she was going to be caught by Jungkook and his men which was the current situation. But instead of being chased by her fiance and his men, she was being chased by you. Another factor as to why the road was empty has to be your subordinates. You were thankful for their efforts in getting your order done. You pressed the pedal harder in hopes to catch after Rika and surpassing her. “Damn it! I should’ve come from the opposite lane.”

You didn’t give up trying to surpass Rika but you have to take desperate measures to slow her car down. You reached out for your gun that was tucked at your back.

Shooting the tyres would make her lose control.

Jungkook wouldn’t like it if there was a scratch on his precious doll.

“Fuck this.”

You slid down the car’s window and pointed the gun towards Rika’s car. One,

Two,

Three bullets were launched at the car and just as you had expected; Rika slowed down the car due to shock. You took this chance to speed up, gun still aiming at the car. Four, Five bullets. You managed to surpass her car. Pulling the gun back, you threw it to the seat next to you and gripped the steering wheel, turning it to the max, making a drift turn. Stop her, by hook or crook. Your car was made as a barrier to stop Rika from getting through. The only way for her to get past this car was to crash it. You eyed her car that showed no hint of slowing down. Rika’s car came to an abrupt halt a few metres from your car. You could hear the beating of your heart ringing in your ears. Rika jolted in her seat from the sudden press on the brake. You quickly threw yourself out of the car and ran towards Rika’s car.

“Jungkook and his men are already on their way to you, (Y/N),” Jake, one of your subordinates, told you through the earpiece you had on. “I told him about Rika’s actual plan and he immediately got out of the airport. Don’t do anything rash, just hold her off for some time.”

“Rika!”

You should’ve known better than to approach someone who’s on a run unarmed.

Rika stepped out of her car with a gun in her hand. She was trembling due to being inexperienced in handling and aiming a gun at someone or she was scared now that her plan was being messed up. Her expression was cold despite her shaking limbs. You tried to convince yourself it’s better that Rika ran away because she was forced and coerced to.

At least it’s better than her running away of her own free will.

But you knew better than to think she was forced to. Jungkook put security around Rika as tight and secured as possible. There was no way for a threat to get in her way, if anything it would go to Jungkook instead.

“Don’t move, (Y/N).” The gun was aimed at you. “I would shoot down anyone that tries to stop me.”

Your heart dropped to your stomach. “But I wouldn’t dare to shoot you…” Her cold mask faltered as she lowered the gun. “So please, don’t try to stop me…”

The two of you hold each other’s gaze intensely. Regardless of anything, Rika was still the same person you knew. She was a sister to you and a friend. The same goes for Rika. You were the only person she could share her problems, cry on, laugh with in the so-called world of Jungkook; The dark, unforgiving and cruel world of his. To be hurting each other would be worse than death.

“Why?” You muttered. “Why must I let you go? Why are you running away?”

You stared at her in hopes of getting an answer out of her but Rika remained silent so you continued. “So that you can be with Jaehyun?” Rika froze. “Wh– How… How did you know?” She tripped over her words.

Here she thought she had outwitted everyone but you figured. If you managed to figure it then Jungkook–

“Jungkook doesn’t know.” You told her. “If that’s what worries you so much.”

You let out a breathy laugh. Your nose was getting itchy from the building emotions.

“You can fool Jungkook but you can’t fool me. Do you think I don’t know who you keep on meeting behind his back? The texts? Not to mention the look you give Jungkook… It’s not as warm and loving as before.”

Rika’s face was blank but her eyes swam through many emotions. “Do you know how hard and painful it is for me to see Jungkook blindly believe in your lies?”

A lone tear fell from your eye. Call you emotional and sensitive but the image, the scene where Jungkook blindly accepted Rika’s fake affection and love tore you apart, every time. Jungkook loved Rika too much that he put all of his trust in her. He wore his heart on his sleeves for her.

“All he wanted was to love and to be loved.”

A scoff left her lips.

“Then go replace me in his life, (Y/N)!” She screamed. “Take my place as his fucking possession. I don’t want to be his obsession, I want him to love me for who I truly am.”

“What—” You were taken aback by her sudden outburst. “What are you talking about?”

“That’s what you don’t know since all you ever cared for was Jungkook, in your eyes he’s that person who’s innocently and helplessly in love. News flash; he’s never in love with me.”

“No, you’re lying…” You muttered under your breath. “You’re making things up to justify yourself. Jungkook is genuinely in love with you. I know…”

“Why are you in denial, (Y/N)?”

Denial? Are you?

“I’m… I’m not.” You stammered. “You don’t know how hard things were for Jungkook. He tried his best to give you everything. You just happened to lose your feelings for him and are trying to make yourself the victim.”

Your eyes desperately searched for Rika’s, pleading. She closed the distance between the two of you with the gun still aimed at you; finger on the trigger, ready to be pulled but mindless of where to shoot.

“Must I sacrifice my happiness for his sake, (Y/N)?” Her voice was soft, trying to reason with you.

“You love him…”

“I loved him. Past tense.” She corrected you. “I loved him but he never did. He’s obsessed with me and that’s not the relationship I wish to have.”

“How do you know that Rika?”

“I don’t need to justify anything, (Y/N).”

“Then, all you’ve said is your words against Jungkook and an excuse for your affair.”

“You know nothing, (Y/N).” Rika scowled.

“Pray tell.”

“I can’t.” She sighed defeatedly. “All I can say is that I’m not safe.”

You frowned. “What do you mean?”

Rika stayed silent. She thought she would be able to leave without telling a single soul about this but then it’s always you.

“Why… Why didn’t you tell me?” Your voice was trembling. “I could’ve helped you…” She never mentioned anything about not being safe nor have you noticed any discomfort and odd behaviour in her. But then again, this was Rika.

“How (Y/N)…?” Rika sorrowed. “The reason as to why I’m not safe is Jungkook. My life is in danger.”

What?

“Jungkook cherished me, showered me with affection so that he’s able to obtain my full trust only to use me for his own advantages. I’m being played like a fiddle - like a piece of chess on his fucking board not knowing I’ve been living a life full of risk.” Her face was dreadful. “Tell me, (Y/N)… You know so many things about Jungkook and his dark world,”

“Did you know about this as well? Did you know he was only using me? Are you just like him? All the memories we shared, the affection and love you showed, the sweet words–” She paused, sob bubbling in her throat. “Was it all fake too? An act to gain my trust?”

Shocked would be an understatement. You never knew. Not a thing. Has Rika been in a relationship that she knew would be the end of her? You were genuine with your feelings for Rika. Your every action towards her never had any hidden meaning nor double meaning. You have no reason whatsoever to manipulate her but then again, this wasn’t about you. It’s Jungkook. “When did you find out about this, Rika?”

“Is that important right now, (Y/N)?”

You looked over at her desperately. “It is.”

How could she find out about this when all the underworld business has never been discussed in the very house where Rika and Jungkook lived in. Jungkook was a careful man, you knew it all too well that he would never open his mouth on his plan in the house - even over a phone call.

So there must be someone within Jungkook’s organisation that has betrayed him.

But there were just no motives for Jungkook to be targeting Rika when he was madly in love with her since his college years. If all of it was an act then he deserved an award for it.

Fuck, this wasn’t even the matter anymore. Rika’s life was in danger and you’re trapped between letting her go or bringing her back to Jungkook. You wished you wouldn’t even consider the latter but you were, after all, Jungkook’s right-hand woman - you worked for this man.

“I can’t tell you.” Rika exhaled. “But please, let me go…”

“What are you hiding, Rika?” You didn’t miss a beat.

Rika pursued her lips into a thin line. You felt sorry for her - You truly did but you’re in deep water. Politically correct, you were to let Rika go but what if her words were all made up and by means to camouflage her affair. After all, she didn’t expose the informant - even refused. Another part of you believed Rika; blaming it on the strong bond the two of you shared but nothing could be stronger than the bond you and Jungkook shared.

‘This is a mess,’ you thought.

“On his way,” Jake told you. “Keep holding her off.”

“Let’s settle this in the nicest way possible and wouldn’t harm any of us, Rika.” You began. Hell, this has to be the stupidest decision you’ve ever made. “Forget about running away.”

“Do you think I’ll walk into the lion’s den blindly, (Y/N)?”

“Is Jaehyun worth it, Rika?” Rika didn’t miss a beat to nod quickly.

There you noticed. She was head over heels for Jaehyun but that’s not stopping you.

“Do you think Jungkook would sit back and chill after you ran away?” You asked. “You yourself said that he’s obsessed with you. What makes you think that running away would make it any better. Jungkook likes the chase, Rika. It excites him.”

“Unless you’re lying about Jungkook and to cover up your affair.” You shrugged.

“Don’t play reverse psychology on me, (Y/N).” Rika snarled. “You’re not in my shoes, you don’t get to say that. I’m trying to change my fate.”

Killing the distance between the two of you, you spoke again, now a tad bit softly. “Stop it, Rika. It’ll be worse if you run away, trust me.” You tried to lower down her gun.

“Go back to Jungkook. There must’ve been a misunderstanding.”

It triggered her. Rika shook off your hand on her and pushed the mouth of the gun to the middle of your forehead.

“What misunderstanding, (Y/N)!?” She screamed. “You don’t understand. You don’t know what it feels like to be manipulated and to be used for someone’s sick little game. My life is on the fucking line. I would run across the world if that's what it takes to run away from him rather than to just succumb to fate and die pathetically.”

Tears were pooling in her beautiful eyes. Tears of frustration, anger and fear all mixed up. Every day you dealt with criminal organisations, your identity as Jungkook’s right-hand woman was known. Every day you live in fear too. Fear of dying. You’re in a field where it’s male-dominated. Can you blame Rika for being scared? Of course not.

You were once like that but you had someone who fought for your life.

Rika was played and betrayed by a man she once trusted.

Her ‘someone’ is Jaehyun. Someone who was fighting for her life was Jaehyun.

“Like it or not, I will leave.” Fire of determination danced in her eyes.

“(Y/N)?” Jake called you over the earpiece. “If you can hear this, Jungkook is near.”

“You too, (Y/N).” Rika began again. “Leave him.”

Rika always had her way to make it seem like everything around you disappeared. It’s one of her talents - her words, not yours. And right now, she was making use of the said talent. She held intense eye contact with you. Pleading.

“Leave him and live a normal life. Isn’t that what we both wanted so badly?”

To live a normal life.

“This is your only chance to run.”

Never be too absorbed in your thoughts… was what you always told yourself. The mouth of the gun was no longer touching your skin. The beautiful and tall figure was no longer in front of you.

Rika was standing at the door of your car.

“Rika—”

You were about to run to her but she immediately pulled her gun again.

“I don’t care whether you’re still on Jungkook’s side but I’m still going to offer you this. After all, we shared so many things together. I can’t lie to myself and say that I hate you when I don’t.”

She inhaled a good amount of oxygen before she spoke.

“Run away with me—”

“Or live a life of hell with Jungkook after you leave.” You finished. “And that is my choice, Rika.”

She appeared shocked by your decision but another part of her saw this coming. You have been attached at the hip with Jungkook since the two of you were just kids. But that doesn’t mean she wanted to see you live a life of hell with Jungkook. Rika lowered her gun and her eyes softened.

“Come and run away with me, (Y/N). Get away from that man.” She spoke ever so softly. “Jungkook will torture you or worse, kill you for failing to stop me.”

Fail huh. Fail…

You stared into Rika’s orbs. She’s just as desperate as you were; She was desperate to take you with her and run away together while you were desperate to make the right decision. Her offer showed that she still loved you and concerned for you but were you stupid to think that you would receive less of Jungkook’s wrath because of the strong bond the two of you shared?

“Answer me, Rika…” Your voice trailed off. Rika looked up at you hopefully.

“Do you truly love Jaehyun?” You asked.

“Definitely…” She answered swiftly. Her gaze was soft at the mention of Jaehyun - likewise - but the look didn’t stay for too long when she averted her gaze to the road behind you. All the colours drained from her face, you could see her eyes dilated out of dread and there you knew.

Your time was up. It’s time to make a decision.

It’s Jungkook; His car followed by his men’s cars were heading in the direction of the two of you.

“Go, Rika.” You breathed.

You wished you knew what drove you to make that decision.

“What—”

“Take my car and go!” You repeated with slight urgency in your voice. “Jungkook’s car is coming at a high speed. Take my car right now and drive to wherever you were planning to.”

Rika’s eyes bounced between you and a bunch of cars coming their way, clearly baffled at your decision. She tried to pull your forearm but you quickly backed away.

“I can’t leave Jungkook.” You muttered, head lowered. “I grew up half of my life being by his side. Leaving him is the last thing on earth I would do.”

“But Jungkook will—!”

“I’ll deal with Jungkook.” You cut her off. “But this will be the last time, Rika. Jungkook will eventually find you, with or without my assistance. I’m merely buying you time.”

The sound of the cars’ engines was nearing you and your heartbeat was becoming clearer in your ears. You could see that Rika wanted to protest but before she had the chance to, you ordered sternly.

“Get in the car now!”

Rika knew from the tone of your voice that you wouldn’t listen to any of her protests so she quickly got into your car and started the engine.

If Jungkook got here before Rika could even leave, he’ll do everything within his capabilities to stop her.

“Take care.”

You both mouthed the phrase surprisingly at the same time. You sent her a warm smile as a farewell message but Rika couldn’t return the smile with the same amount of warmth. Her face was painted with a sad smile. She couldn’t give you a warm smile because it’s like a mockery of you and herself.

You were sacrificing yourself for the sake of Rika.

As soon as Jungkook got alerted by your subordinate, he wasted no time as he got out of the airport. It’s safe to say he may have bumped into some people and caused them to fall to the ground but he didn’t have the time to help.

He sped off the empty road to get to your location. He assumed it was your order to get the road closed down.

But maybe he was too late.

He saw your car speed off from your location but you were still there. The car Rika had used previously was abandoned. She took your car and left.

Why weren’t you stopping her?

Rage and anger took over his body. He finally arrived at your location and immediately got out. He strode to you with big and long steps.

You heard cars coming in your way, you knew it was Jungkook. You inhaled a good amount of oxygen as you closed your eyes, ready to face his wrath. The view of your car being driven further and further was what you saw once you opened your eyes again.

Courage and braveness were what you needed right now but you couldn’t afford to have them.

You felt an object being pushed to the back of your head, enough to command you to turn around. Once you were sure your car with Rika in it was out of your sight, only then did you turn and faced Jungkook.

The object you felt at the back of your head was a gun, Jungkook’s gun.

The mouth of the gun was now a few inches from your forehead. You summoned leftover courage you had - you prayed to have - and spoke with a surprisingly clear voice, contrasting your trembling hands.

“I’m sorry, I was careless to let her escape.”

The trigger goes off.

The loud sound emitted from the gun filled the silent air. He pulled the trigger. Your first instinct was to check if there were any holes on your body but you realised you still had the energy to stand.

The bullet hit Rika’s car. Thankfully the car was bulletproof - it was Jungkook’s car after all - the body was slightly dented and scratched.

Everyone that was present in the scene knew well that Jungkook would never pull the trigger on any of his comrades.

Loyal comrades.

His brown eyes were filled with pure, unadulterated anger. He didn’t utter a word since he came, only his gun spoke for him. They said, ‘actions speak louder than words’ and they weren’t wrong. His action of pulling the trigger after aiming it at the back of your head was a threat.

Death threat.

“Therefore, I assume you already have a plan for fixing this mess.”

The clipped tone of his voice pushed you to the edge. It’s the tone you were so familiar with because this specific tone was used by Jungkook to show that there’s no negotiation.

Seal the deal with the devil or death.

Never have Jungkook used that tone on you but you assumed now he had the reason to. You chose this path so don’t be a bitch.

“I will find Rika and bring her back,” you promised, determination in your eyes.

But nothing could ever prepare you for the next blow.

“You let her escape just now.”

It didn’t take a fool to understand what Jungkook meant. The trust he had in you was gone - in a blink of an eye. Trust took years to be built and seconds to be destroyed, it had finally happened to you.

“Your words are nothing but empty words because of your previous action.”

Call you sensitive or anything along the line but your eyes were getting glossy and your nose was tingling from the buildup of emotions. Jungkook was a man who was not fond of long sentences. He kept his words and purpose in one compact sentence. Less is more. His words affected you more than anyone could ever.

“Are you working for someone else?” His question caught you off guard. Your head immediately shot up and eyes searched for his own pair.

“Or,” he paused. “It’s your own plan?”

A deep voice immediately intervened. “Jungkook, she’s your friend. Why would she—”

“Shut the fuck up, Taehyung.” He seethed. “Do not interfere.”

You could see from your peripheral vision that Taehyung was itching to do the opposite of Jungkook’s order but managed to restrain himself.

“I’ve heard the talks from other people saying you’re insanely in love with me.” He was mocking you.

“You don’t listen to baseless rumours.” You couldn’t help but differ.

“Oh, I don’t but the amount of ‘mistakes’ you’ve made today drives me to the conclusion that you planned all this to happen. The rumours happened to be an alibi for my conclusion.”

“What if you forced Rika to run away from me? What if you threatened her to run away?” He continued.

“You don’t consider hypothetical situations.” You wished you had just bitten the bullet instead of running your mouth begging for a death wish.

“I don’t. So, let’s reconstruct the sentence, hmm?” Jungkook stepped closer to you. You fought every dangerous instinct in your body to step back from the devil in front of you. “I know you forced Rika to run away from me. I know you manipulated her into running away.”

Taehyung was ready to march to the two of you but before he could even take a step, Jungkook quickly glared at him and that was enough to keep him in place.

“You’ve lost my trust.”

You didn’t say anything. Would there be any use if you say a word in the form to defend yourself? No.

“Might as well kill you.”

Words cut deeper than knives.

“Jeon Jungkook!” Taehyung growled. His feet were ready to march up to the younger but he was held back by Jungkook’s men.

“Fucking hell,” he grunted, trying to escape the men’s grasp. “Let me go, you arseholes!” A string of cusses was thrown at Jungkook but it fell on deaf ears.

Jungkook was the only man you had loved since a young age. The man you had taken good care of openly or behind the shadows. The only man you had given everything to bring forth the happiness in him. The only man you’ve given all your trust to and the only man to stand by your side till this day.

But,

Jungkook, a few minutes ago, had already turned his back on you. The only man was the same man who accused you of trying to destroy his happiness when in fact you would run across the globe if it meant to find and bring his happiness.

The same man was now aiming the gun at your head.

Determined to wipe off your entire existence like you never existed.

It took everything in you not to break down at this moment, in front of him. You mustered up every leftover courage in your body to seal your deal.

“I promise I will find her and bring her back. Give me 7 months and if I fail, any form of punishment,”

Taehyung screamed your name but you ignored it.

What was the meaning of living if Jungkook loathed your entire existence? You wished your life didn't revolve around Jungkook but unfortunately it did.

“…even if it means death, is my payment.”

You sealed your deal with the devil with a smile.

Taehyung was still trying to fight off Jungkook’s men, if he could he would drag you and run away. To hell with everyone. Jungkook looked at you, his face short of emotions but you painted your face with various emotions, he could see it, always.

“7 months,” Jungkook repeated. “If Rika isn’t by my side by that time, brace yourself because there’s no daylight after.”

No daylight after.

“Taehyung,” he called out. “Our contract ended today.”

With that Jungkook pulled back his gun and tucked it back into its place. A single tilt from him was all it took for his men to scurry to action. The door of his car was opened and he immediately got in. In a blink of an eye, he was gone. The road was empty again.

Just you and Taehyung.

Silence was the only language on the empty road. Your head was hung low and only then did Taehyung realise how hard you were gripping your clothes. Perhaps— no… Definitely, out of fear. You were trembling. You looked very vulnerable that Taehyung would be afraid to even move and made even the slightest sound.

Taehyung knew how much Jungkook meant to you. He hated to admit it but your world was Jungkook. He wasn’t oblivious to the fact that you loved Jungkook too, more than a simple childhood sweetheart. But just as Jungkook had claimed that you’ve lost his trust, Jungkook, too, had lost your trust.

The two of you lost each other’s trust.

Does Taehyung pity Jungkook? No.

To hell with him.

While Jungkook had lost your trust, he only lost that.

While you had lost his trust, you had also lost your freedom.

Freedom. Taehyung gained that. Yours and Taehyung’s contracts were supposed to end today but

But what’s the point of being free…

What’s the point of gaining freedom when his plan was to be free with you.

Yours and Taehyung’s contracts were supposed to end today. Today was the day he and you have been waiting for but instead of happy noises, a lively mood and a pretty smile on your face, he got to witness you at your lowest.

You let out a breath you didn’t realise you were holding but you failed to contain the broken sobs. Your exhale came along with a string of broken sobs. Tears were streaming down your face. This has to be the hardest you’ve cried. Taehyung saw you were trying your best to fight the cries but at each attempt, it only got worse to the point you had to slap a hand over your mouth - trying to suppress your noise.

It hurt.

The pain in your chest was indescribable. You wished there was a word to describe what you’re feeling but there’s nothing. No words could describe your pain

The strength you had previously flown out of your body in a flash as your legs gave up - failed to support your weight anymore. You were short of breath too and your eyelashes were wet from your tears. Cheeks moistened with tears. He saw it all.

And it would be engraved in his mind forever.

It hurt.

It pained him to see you crying so hard.

It killed him knowing that he could not take away your pain.

You rushingly wiped away the overflowing tears but much to your dismay they kept on coming out. Taehyung reached out for you, arms circling your fragile figure. You unravel yourself wholly in his warmth. The soothing gestures made their way to your back as he tried to calm you down. He whispered in your ears to control your breathing, to regulate your breathing. You followed his instructions with a tad bit of difficulty. In the process, you let your mind wander how things have taken a 360-degree turn.

It’s your fault.

You betrayed him.

Traitor.

Eyes closed as you tried to shut down those thoughts. As if sensing your line of thinking, Taehyung brought his hands to cradle your cheek. You met with his pair of eyes that were deep in worry.

“I’m sorry,” you began with a soft voice.

Taehyung frowned. “For what?”

“For delaying you.” His frown grew deeper so you continued. “Your contract ended…—”

“So what? Even if the contract ended, I still haven’t gotten my freedom because my freedom is your freedom.” His warm hands moved to cup your tear-stained cheeks. Your orbs reflected so many emotions you were feeling. “I’ll help you find Rika.”

With a shake of your head, you spoke. “No, Taehyung.”

“I’ll take care of this on my own.”

The audio ended.

A moment of silence. Only the sound of each of their steady breathing filled the space. It was supposed to be nothing new for Taehyung to be hearing this audio since he heard this every day as it haunted him badly but every time he listened to this audio, it always felt like the first time. The emotions that came during and after hearing the audio, it’s still the same as the first time - Even when he could reenact the whole scene to a T.

Taehyung let Binna process what she had just heard. He could see the shock on her wrinkled face although she tried to mask it off with a stoic face. She cleared her throat and stared at her lap. Truthfully, she has no word for what she had heard. She’s on the line of choosing sides; you or her son.

It all made sense now.

The day Binna had invited you was the day your contract ended. There was something wrong with you that day, she realised, but foolishly she had decided to brush it off - afraid that she might be too annoying.

The ‘important work’ you and Jungkook had claimed all along was to find Rika. The excuse of keeping you in his house due to ‘important work’ was a camouflage to cover up the deadly deal you had with Jungkook. All along you were living with a constant reminder that if you failed, you'd die.

Die in the hands of someone you trusted very much.

Die in the hands of someone you love wholeheartedly.

Die in the hands of the person who’s constant in your life.

Die in the hands of the person who you thought would never hurt you.

Binna inhaled a deep amount of air before finally speaking.

“Where did you get this audio?”

“(Y/N).” Taehyung moistened his lips as he clasped his hands. “She always has a micro audio recorder with her. Probably Jungkook’s habit got rubbed off on her.”

“How exactly then did you get this audio?”

“The night after Rika had escaped, (Y/N) was about to destroy the recorder for all the good and bad reasons. This audio holds so many secrets so she needed to destroy it.” He paused momentarily. “The moment she tried to destroy it, I walked in on her. Back then, I didn’t know what the recorder was all about so I offered to destroy whatever she was trying but she kept on denying it. Jungkook walked in on the two of us and to avoid being more suspicious and ignited his hate on her even more, she handed over the recorder to me.”

Taehyung glanced at the audio on the laptop screen. “But as you see, I didn’t destroy it.”

Binna’s face was painted with a frown but she nodded nevertheless at his explanation. It was then the realisation hit her like a rock. Looking over at the young man, her hunch was right.

Taehyung was smirking.

“And you didn’t tell Jungkook about this.” Binna scowled.

“Unnecessary.” He said coolly. “If I tell him the truth, today would be different, yeah? 7 months ago Jungkook revealed his true colour and it’s better that way than for (Y/N). At least now she knows that Jungkook sees her as nothing more than a person he could easily discard.”

“Not even a friend.” His voice was dripping with resentment.

The defined jaw of his was clenched, hard. The way Jungkook ridiculed your feelings for him in front of his men, accusing you of something you didn’t even do, blaming you for something that was caused by his own carelessness, as if you’re a joke, would forever remind him that Jungkook does not deserve to hear the truth. As if the truth would even change anything. Even if Jungkook spewed out those words out of unadulterated anger, it still doesn’t excuse anything.

When one’s in the heat of anger, one’s bound to say things one didn’t mean but has thought of it.

Therefore, Jungkook didn’t just lose his trust 7 months ago - worse, he probably had doubted you even way before.

“Jungkook made a wise decision to let (Y/N) go.” Taehyung let out a derisive laugh. “She deserves to be free from a man like him.”

Binna was silent the whole time he was speaking. Truth be told, she knew she had no better argument to defend her son - at least not after the audio she just heard. One thing she prided herself on was her unbiased judgment.

“But you see, unlike (Y/N), I’m very vindictive and vengeful.” His face darkened. “While my (Y/N) lets Jungkook’s and Rika’s actions slip away, I don’t do that.”

“If (Y/N) doesn’t want revenge then so be it.” Binna raised her voice. Taehyung was being unreasonable. “You have no say in this situation.”

“It’s you who doesn’t.” He didn’t miss a beat. “While your son was threatening her, you weren’t there. Hell, I’ve been too kind to even let you know about this. I watched every second of my loved ones sealing a deal that could lead to her death if things were to go wrong. You don’t have the right to tell me that I have no say in this matter because I have every damn say in this.”

“Do you ever wonder why she didn’t take her revenge?” Binna questioned but she didn't wait for his answer. “She doesn’t want them to suffer and you know it damn well. She’s living a better life now.”

“Oh, the things she did to live the better life you said.” Taehyung bitterly laughed. He knew what you did to find Rika. You even went as far as pushing your own limits just to satisfy Jungkook.

“I don’t need your unsolicited advice on this matter, Binna.”

“And (Y/N) does not need your nose sticking into her business.” She didn’t relent.

That seemed to trigger him in a way and Binna smirked at that. But Taehyung didn't let her taste the victory all too long as he regained his composure.

“What she doesn’t know, won’t hurt her.”

“She’ll know when I tell her.” She knew she had the upper hand now. “Pray tell, Taehyung, who do you think (Y/N) will hate more in this case? Jungkook whom she probably had already gotten over with or you who’s about to go behind her back and harm someone in the name of protecting her?”

Silly Binna, he thought.

“Binna, Binna,” he tsked. The said woman only stared at him. “So smart for your age.”

It boosted her ego but Taehyung was fast to humble her.

“But so naive.” He chuckled. “You think you got the upper hand, yeah?”

Taehyung stood up from his seat. “You, Binna, are no one but the mother of a guy that had threatened her life.”

“Pray tell, Binna,” he mocked her. “Why do you think she left the country? You don’t even know where she is because she didn’t tell you anything. Why didn’t she tell you anything? Because she doesn’t want anything to do with the Jeon’s anymore.”

He’s lying. You’re not trying to cut ties. If you were to, then you wouldn’t have given out promising words to her, you wouldn’t have come to her house first thing first after your contract with Jungkook ended.

Binna’s right eye was twitching uncontrollably which means she was very damn pissed off. “Nobody knows her whereabouts, don’t bluff, Taehyung.”

“You thought.” Taehyung was amused.

Binna also stood from her seat except she killed the distance between them as her feet made their way to stand tall - only a few metres separating them - in front of him.

“If you think you’re winning right now then you better think twice, Taehyung.” The corner of her lips was lifted upwards as a condescending smirk made its way to her face.

“Because,” her head tilted to the side with palm on her cheek, lips puckered in a way to mock the man. “Should I remind you again of how the plan behind Rika’s escape was all planned by you? That you were the mastermind?”

Binna squared her shoulders and jutted her chin up. “I assume (Y/N) doesn’t know about this, that’s why you still have the privilege of being by her side.”

Binna feigned innocence and shock as she gasped, fingers over her mouth that had fallen agape.

“But what if the cat got out of the bag?”

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