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k-kristal · 5 years ago

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Warnings: Brief mentions of death.

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You felt your head heavy, like you couldn’t process what the situation had come to so quickly. The sound of cheering and the congratulations from the guests who approached you to shake your hand were being drowned by a loud, screeching ringing coming from your own ears, and you looked down to see your hands trembling.

You might as well have passed out right in that moment, if it weren’t for that one intruding thought you got amidst all the fuss.

“Jungkook.” You muttered, coming to your senses “Where is he…?”

But when you raised your eyes back to where he was standing before you couldn’t find him, and the fact that so many people had gathered around you made it difficult to see anything in the distance.

You needed to find him

Blurting a handful of ‘excuse me’ while gently brushing the people away did the trick to make a quick escape, but right when you had managed that problem, another was coming towards you: Namjoon was dangerously close and seemed to be searching for you.

You turned your head quickly and hid behind a small group of guests near the wall. You couldn’t even bear to look at Namjoon’s eyes right now, let alone speak to him and having to blatantly lie by thanking him for this opportunity. Just thinking about having to marry that man, which you knew nothing about, made chills go down your spine. You were just not ready to handle all of this.

However, you had basically trapped yourself now: Namjoon was an obstacle to the way to the near north exit, and the crowd of guests that hadn’t dispersed yet was blocking the way to the far south exit, which may have given your boss enough time to spot you if you attempted to get there.

For the longest 20 seconds of your life you tried to come up with an escaping route while trying to figure out where Jungkook could’ve gone to, when you turned around and found a small haven of peace: The balcony that was right behind you.

Sneaking between the people unnoticed was easy enough, and while you shifted the curtain that separated the room from the outside you thanked your luck in your mind as you had never done.

The unmistakable figure of Jungkook was there, supporting his head on his palms while he sustained on the white marble of the railing. You could feel his frustration from the meter that was between you both.

You wanted to run to him, to hug him, to shout, to cry... but you couldn’t. As soon as you remembered the events of only 10 minutes ago, you were frozen in place, so the only thing that managed to escape your throat was a small gasp. It seemed, however, that it was enough to warn him of your presence.

“...(Y/N).” He called out to you, turning around “How come you’re here?” He inquired, while approaching you. Every word he muttered made your heart clench and you fought to keep the tears back.

Like he could read you, he stopped talking and offered you his hand. You didn’t hesitate to take it, but the moment you did, you felt all the walls you had put up to keep appearances, were being broken. You felt how your body, which had been all tense up for the past 10 minutes, started to feel more relaxed as you touched Jungkook’s hand. He always had that power to relax you when you were panicking. You needed him more than ever. You felt safe in his hands.

He led you to the railing where he had been seconds ago, so you could lean against it as well as get some fresh air. The small drops of sweat appearing in the back of your neck hadn't gone unnoticed to him, Jungkook could read you like an open book and he didn't need you to say anything to know you were seconds away from passing out due to shock and stress.

"Breathe, (Y/N)" He said gently, keeping his hand in yours as he watched you carefully.

Unable to say anything, you only nodded and did as he told you, taking deep breaths to calm yourself down. It wasn't until he was sure that you were feeling more or less well that Jungkook let go of your hand to place his forearms on the railing, staring into the distance.

The silence between the two of you wasn't tense but it wasn't comfortable either. Sadness and tension was evident between the both of you, Jungkook was trying to come up with a solution to end this trouble, he refused to let you go and yet he knew that it was either marrying Kim Yugyeom or dying in Namjoon's hands.

Your mind wasn't in a better state either, despite your quietness your inner self was already sobbing while your brain worked desperately to find a way of convincing Namjoon not to marry you off. Spending the rest of your days with a total stranger had never been in your plans, it never was in your plans with Jungkook but it would’ve had to be if you didn't want to end up dead.

"Happy birthday to me".

Your voice was meant to sound playful, sarcastic like it usually sounded when you and Jungkook were joking around, but it came out as the opposite. Hoarse and shaky, weak and small, it was evident that you could burst into tears at any moment; in fact, it was a miracle you hadn't done that already at this point.

Jungkook's scoff or laugh never came as an answer, giving away he was not in the mood to act as if one of your friends hadn't ripped you off his hands to deliver you to another man. He kept his eyes on you, watching you intently as if he wanted to carve the perfect image, with every little detail, of your face into his brain. He was deep in thought and you knew he wouldn't speak until he sorted out his own head.

Sighing you turned your head away from him and stared at the horizon, eyes trained on the sun that had almost went down completely, bathing your surroundings with a darkness that would soon be bathed by the delicate moonlight.

"I should go back inside soon," You mumbled quietly, knowing there was no point in delaying the moment when you had to thank Namjoon for his "wonderful" gift. Now that you could control your emotions and keep your voice neutral was probably a good moment, the more absent you were, the more he would probably suspect. "Namjoon was looking for me."

You waited a few more seconds in case he wanted to say something, anything that would help you get through this nightmare of a night but Jungkook stayed deathly quiet, eyes on the horizon as he watched the sun vanish. Sighing, you pushed yourself off the railing, dusting off and fixing your dress before you went back inside.

"Wait."

You stopped on your tracks, eyes moving back to him when he spoke. His voice sounded small but somehow determined, the engines in his head had stopped working, he had finally sorted out all the thoughts running through his mind, something you haven't been able to do yet, not completely at least.

“Let’s run away.” He said without looking at you, eyes down on his hands, not missing the surprised yet quiet gasp that left your lips. "Run away with me one more time, (Y/N)."

As he turned around to meet your gaze, you felt how your heart stopped beating while you remembered the last time he had said those exact same words to you.

Flashback

It was pouring outside, it was raining so hard that night that you couldn’t even see a thing as you looked through the small window your room in the orphanage had.

Night had come uneventfully, although you had noticed Jungkook's absence. He was always around during night time since the both of you liked to watch the stars together but he was nowhere to be found and that was extremely weird. It was his fault that you couldn't sleep, you didn't even know if he was okay and that was the reason why you kept turning around in your small bed, wondering if he was mad at you for eating one of his fries at lunch. Jungkook cared about his food and maybe he was still a bit grumpy at you for eating some of his.

When a thunder echoed in the quiet halls of the orphanage, you jumped out of bed, determined to find him and apologize to him if that would mean he would try and watch the stars for a little with you tonight. You just wanted to make sure the two of you were alright, you needed to know that if you wanted to get some rest.

You instantly started heading to his room as soon as you stepped out of yours, tip toeing your way down the hall so you wouldn't wake anybody up. Ms. Park would be incredibly mad at you if she found out you were awake and walking around at this time. However, before you could get to his room, someone grabbed your wrists and pulled you into a hidden corner. Your heart beat hard and fast, and thank God Jungkook had been quick to cover your mouth, because you would have screamed your lungs out if he hadn't.

"It's me." He said with a small smile, ignoring the small grumpy pout on your lips as he pointed down to the backpack on the floor “Everything is ready, let’s run away tonight.”

Both of you had talked about running away a few times but Jungkook always told you to leave everything to him since he was the older one, he hadn’t even shared the details of his plans with you since he was scared of you accidentally spilling all the beans about what the two of you planned to do. It was right there, when Jungkook showed you that he had silently worked by himself to get everything the two of you would need, when little you realized that you could trust him blindly. Despite being kids, you knew Jungkook would have your back no matter what and that was totally priceless for you.

Taking advantage of the blackout that happened that night, Jungkook and you managed to sneak outside of the orphanage willing to start your life together.

Little did you know that the world outside those doors wouldn't be better.

And that once again, you would be forced to become runaways.

END OF FLASHBACK.

Staring at Jungkook in disbelief, you search with your eyes any signs that would tell you he was joking, that this was one of his stupid pranks with a really bad timing, but when he remained serious, you knew he was far from being playful at the moment.

"You know that's like signing up for death." You whispered, hushing your voice so nobody would hear you. The place was full of Namjoon's business partners after all.

Escaping from an orphanage wasn't the same as escaping from the mafia, even though the boss was your friend, you were sure Namjoon would be less than happy when he found out the two of you had ran away. In fact, it wouldn't surprise you if he put a price for both of your heads: After all, a betrayal is still a betrayal.

"It will be like the old times, we'll just have to survive and keep going from one place to another before settling down." Jungkook said approaching you, not lowering down his tone like you had previously done. He couldn't care less about that, he was desperate "We'll need new ID cards and a passport, Korea will not be safe for us anymore."

"Jungkook, we don't have the money for-"

"Leave it to me." You shook your head, this wasn't a kids game anymore and you were not going to let Jungkook risk your life for you "(Y/N), listen to me." You shook your head again, eyes filled with tears as he brought his hands up to your cheeks. He kept your head straight so you wouldn't break eye contact "Leave everything to me, alright? We'll make it."

"Jungkook, n-"

"I can't lose you." He interrupted you once again, cutting off everything else you had to say so you would finally listen to him and the painful sorrow in his voice. Losing you was not an option, he would never let that happen. "I won't lose you."

Jungkook's eyes widened when he saw a figure behind you, they hadn't been as alone as they thought they were in the balcony, and somebody had been able to listen in to the conversation. He instantly placed himself in front of you in case your intruder would think of attacking, his heart instantly freezing when he saw Jimin there.

He was Namjoon's right hand, they had fucked up big time.

"Jimin?" Jungkook's voice was tense but he tried to keep it casual. Behind him, you turned pale and the urge of throwing up because of your nerves made your stomach uneasy. If Jimin told Namjoon about this, you and Jungkook would be dead in no time. "What are you doing here?"

"I just came to get some fresh air, didn't mean to listen in to your conversation." He sounded flustered, almost as surprised as the two of you were. Jimin's eyes traveled from Jungkook to you and then back to the other male again as if he was unsure of what to do.

"Leave her out of this." Jungkook said determined, lowkey pleading to Jimin that if he was going to rat the two of you out, he would blame it all on him.

"Oh God, no, I won't tell Namjoon." Jimin replied quickly, eyes opened as wide as plates as he shook his head "It won't be me the one that will doom the two of you." He said, his eyes meeting yours. Jungkook refused to move from his place, he still kept you hidden not ready to trust the stranger yet.

“So I should believe that you’ll let us go? Just like that?” You could feel the extreme tension Jungkook was in from his grip on you, even though you could tell he was desperately trying to sound calm.

“Hmmm… I guess it really is that hard to believe, huh?” Said Jimin touching his chin, in a wondering expression “You see, even us the highest ranks have had to go through some tough moments like this. I was made to go through it, too. It’s on the job, you could say.” He made a pause and walked a few steps towards the two of you, leaning one of his hands on the railing and looked towards the sky before proceeding with his talk “But you… I don’t think you could handle that.”

He turned to look at you directly, ignoring Jungkook completely as if he wasn’t even there to begin with. Your grip on Jungkook's jacket tightened unconsciously, you were glad he hadn't ran off to tell Namjoon yet but you also thought, like Jungkook, that his behaviour was kind of weird.

"So…What are our options?" You finally joined the conversation, looking at Jimin over Jungkook's shoulder so you could study his face. He looked genuinely concerned, as if he really wanted to help the two of you.

Jimin sighed, shaking his head "Not good ones, I'm afraid." He replied, moving his eyes away from you to look back to the horizon, not even bothered by Jungkook's glaring "It's either marrying Kim Yugyeom, becoming traitors and running away or dying."

"Namjoon would consider us enemies as soon as we ran away, right?" You asked quietly, voice small and obviously scared at that thought.

"He trusts the two of you, so the betrayal would definitely be bigger." Jimin nodded, still ignoring Jungkook and talking directly to you "The whole country wouldn't be safe for you, keep in mind that you're running away from the mafia, something that is impossible."

"Jungkook..." You pulled on his jacket gently to get his attention but he refused to look down at you. "I will be fine, maybe he-"

"Do you think you could help us?" Jungkook asked, ignoring your words. Jimin looked at you for a few more seconds before he dragged his eyes back to the other male, he stayed quiet for a few seconds, probably thinking of the consequences he would have to face if your plan went wrong "Please?" The evident desperation in Jungkook's voice seemed to be what convinced him

"You’re putting me in a really complicated spot, Jungkook." Jimin leaned back away from the railing, scratching the back part of his neck "If Namjoon finds out I was involved too I would be dead before I had time to even blink."

"I can't let him take her away, Jimin. You know all these jerks, you know the people Namjoon associates with." Jungkook moved away from you to get closer to him, more desperate than ever "We both know what kind of man that Yugyeom probably is, help me keep her safe." He insisted, while Jimin only watched him.

Jimin sighed, eyes going back to you for a few more seconds, before he finally nodded "I'll help the two of you come up with a plan... but if things get ugly, I won't get my hands dirty, Jungkook. I'm out of it if I see Namjoon starts suspecting something." He warned, looking at the younger male in a warning way.

"I understand." Jungkook nodded visibly relieved. He didn't look that desperate anymore, and you couldn't help but feel the same. With Jimin's help, escaping sounded a bit easier, a bit safer… You had the boss' right hand by your side after all. "Thank you, Jimin."

"Don't thank me yet, not until you two are out of here." He said trying to sound serious, yet the small smile on his lips made him look more easy going than he seemed to be. “Now go back inside with huge smiles on your faces. After all, this is such a blissful day, isn’t it? Your best friend just got engaged with a really powerful man, you should congratulate her. "

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k-kristal · 5 years ago

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When Namjoon told you he was organizing your birthday party you would have never expected the gala he managed to come up with in a few days. You were never a fan of this, attention was something you definitely didn't like but saying that straight to his face would never end well. Namjoon could get really angry and you could end up being punished, which in the worst case meant getting killed.

He was your friend. The beginning of your friendship went back to the days where you and Jungkook wander around the streets without a home. Once the two of you had escaped that orphanage, luck had been the only thing in your pocket and by that time, and being taken in by Namjoon's family had been like hitting the jackpot. However, Namjoon was also your boss, which meant respecting every single decision he took. Saying otherwise would be disrespectful, some had died as traitors for similar reasons.

He wanted to organize your party? Cool.

Namjoon wanted you to wear a dress? Awesome.

Namjoon wanted a big gala? You loved the idea.

That's how things worked around him. You never rejected something from him, it was your duty to accept whatever he gave you and death would be your fate if you ever rejected.

Some people would find this frightening, almost the entire country feared his name but it wasn't that bad once you got used to it. Working for Namjoon had some privileges, being his friend meant being safe and fortunately, he had always considered you one of his crew.

All of the reasons listed above would explain why you, somebody who detested being the center of attention, were standing by yourself in a room full of people, holding a glass of champagne and smiling to whoever glanced your way. You were supposed to be happy after all, Namjoon had gone out of his way to organize this huge party for you, everyone probably considered you the luckiest girl in the world.

Despite being your birthday party, it was kind of funny how you didn't know most of the people that had been invited. Your guess was that they were Namjoon's business partners and like you, they couldn't care less about tonight's celebration. The people surrounding you had assisted to the celebration for two different reasons, business and reputation. Not everyone was invited to his reunions, only the best of the best came around since get togethers like this one were the best opportunities to strike the deal of your life.

The people invited tonight were trust-worthy enough to be in Namjoon's house, they were all in his friendly list. It was not surprising though, the mafia simply worked like that. Every meeting counted, every conversation or gesture was important and it would all define your fate.

Kill or be killed, it was that simple.

"(Y/N)" His deep voice brought you out of your little trance, eyes blinking and being dragged towards the direction the sound came from. When your body turned, you were face to face with your boss and the one that had organized everything. "I see you and my choice of champagne for tonight get along" The corners of his mouth tilted upwards and you could simply smile in return. Namjoon was hard to read, you never knew when he was being utterly honest or sarcastic.

"Well, I don't get to drink this every day". You replied with a small smile in return, acting slightly bashful "But don't worry, I'm not planning to get wasted tonight" You assured him, knowing that was probably his only worry.

"Good, we wouldn't want to cause any bad impressions, would we?" He said satisfied with your answer, fixing the buttons on the sleeves of his jacket "Got any presents tonight?" The way his body relaxed a bit more gave away that now it was your friend you were talking to, and not your boss.

"You mean you haven't seen the pyramid of presents in the entrance? I'll be opening boxes until next year" He chuckled, amused by your answer and you decided to take a sip from your glass.

“I guess out of all those presents your favorite might be the one Jungkook gave you, am I wrong?” Namjoon casually asked, pointing at Jungkook who was sitting by a table that wasn't his while he talked with some of your friends, more people from the mafia. All of them laughed at something he said and you couldn't help but smile, he was such a social person.

Namjoon was right though, Jungkook knew you too well, guess that was one of the perks of growing up together. Getting along since the first time the two of you saw each other, Jungkook and you could be considered childhood friends, you could say he sometimes knew you better than you knew yourself.

In one of your random conversations late at night, you once asked Jungkook what flower would you be, the one that suited you the most and he answered sunflowers right away. His explanation, rather simple, stole a smile from your lips whenever you remember it.

"Despite us being in such a dark place like the mafia, you always manage to find the bright side of everything. You just follow happiness naturally, like sunflowers follow the sun".

Although he used some jokes to cover up the seriousness of those sweet words that night, Jungkook's sincerity marked you and since then sunflowers had been your favorite flowers. He, apparently, knew how much you've loved those flowers since then and used his knowledge about this to give you an amazing bucket of beautiful sunflowers as a birthday gift.

A present he liked to call a symbol of your friendship.

Jungkook must have sensed your gaze on him because his eyes found yours and after excusing himself from his current conversation, your best friend started making his way towards both of you.

“Such a nice birthday party, Namjoon” He said looking at you with a playful smile. He perfectly knew you never liked being in crowded places and hated it even more when you had all eyes on you. Jungkook's favorite hobby was getting on your nerves, he never wasted a chance to tease you. All Namjoon did was smile while muttering a quiet 'thank you' and walked away, leaving the two of you alone.

"Such a nice birthday party, Namjoon" You repeated annoyed, scoffing as you rolled your eyes "You and I both know we're here because of the free food and drinks".

Jungkook's smile got bigger, you definitely were right "I mean, who are we to deny such a good celebration? Who would have thought we would end up here?" He asked glancing at you, his smile turning softer “How many years has it been? 20, already?” Jungkook said jokingly.

“Yeah, I’m surprised I was able to handle your annoying ass for this long” You replied laughing.

Time flew when you were with him, it had always been like that since the two of you met. Jungkook could mute the entire world when he was in the same room as you, his influence in your life was huge. Jungkook and you against the world, it had always been like that since the day you met.

Flashback

Standing in front of a big staircase, you looked around yourself and observed the entry of your new orphanage. This was the third in eight months but you were so used to the constant changes that the idea of having a new home, new friends, didn't excite you anymore. What was the point if you would end up leaving anyways? Being the quiet and new girl was always easier than saying goodbye later, it was less painful.

Fate seemed to push you in a different direction this time, placing a big obstacle named Jungkook on your way. Chubby cheeks, curious eyes and bunny teeth that you would find cute for a few years. His hand was up, waiting for you to shake it as a greeting as he waited patiently. Seeing you had no reaction he ended up taking your hand himself and shaking it to start with his introductions.

“Hi! I’m Jungkook! What’s your name? We can be friends!” He said in a cheerful tone, full of energy. You didn't know this back then, but Jungkook was exactly the colors you needed to paint your boring and colorless life.

You smiled at him, feeling a bit nervous, you were never good at this kind of interactions but he didn't seem to mind that. ��Hey… I’m (Y/N)...” You said quietly.

“Oh! Such a pretty name! I like you already!” He smiled even bigger, if that was possible and for once, you felt like you had found somebody to lean on.

It finally felt as if you had found somebody to share your happiness and worries with. Someone that would go on the adventure that life is with you and 20 years later and a bunch of memories together, here you were, celebrating another birthday with that happy, goofy boy that greeted you that day.

END OF FLASHBACK.

As the two of you laughed, Jungkook looked around him, scanning the room.

“In any case, this birthday party seems kind of…” He hesitated for a moment making sure no one was close enough to hear him

“Boring?” You finished his sentence while letting out another giggle. “And here I thought that listening to classical music while dressed in a tuxedo would hype you up” you said sarcastically.

“Suuure… I think I’m gonna have to get some of that champagne to not fall asleep” He smirked while taking a step away, pointing at a solitary table that already had your names on it “Go get us a seat and I’ll be back before you notice”.

As you nodded, he was already on his way to the room where the drinks and some appetizers were being served. You could already tell he’d be going back and forth from that room more than a few times during the rest of the night. If Jungkook didn't eat his weight in appetizers tonight then coming to the party wouldn't have been worth it for him.

You sat on the chair that had your name on it, written on a plaque made from what seemed to be silver. Just by looking at how everything was so meticulously placed in the table, you could tell how Namjoon had put a lot of money on this event. It was comforting to think he took the time to plan this day so thoroughly.

“Hell, it seems like this day is more important to him than to me” you thought to yourself sarcastically, smiling. “I guess it really is a big day, huh.”

You didn’t get much time to think about it, as the chilling sound of a microphone turning on screeched throughout the room, catching everyone’s attention. You looked up to see Jimin, one of the high-ranking mafia members and Namjoon’s right hand, standing in a fancy podium that had been set up in a small wooden platform at the back of the room.

“Good evening to all of you. As you already know, today we are celebrating one of our elite member’s birthday, (Y/N).” Like he had memorized every single seat in the room, he quickly found you among the rest of the guests and smiled slightly at you, before resuming his talk “Before the banquet starts, our boss Mr. Kim has prepared a few words for her, so please take a seat.”

You tilted your head a bit. You knew Namjoon liked to show off sometimes like this, but it was unexpected that he would also prepare a speech. While you were deep in your thoughts wondering about what was he going to say, the guests had already sat down and Namjoon was on his way up to the podium. You turned your back searching for Jungkook, but he still hadn’t appeared. Knowing him, he could’ve gotten distracted with anything on the way. Turning back again, you saw Namjoon was already prepared to start.

“(Y/N),” He started, with a decisive voice “We have known each other for such a long time, yet it seems like it was yesterday when you joined our family. For all these years, we have both worked and grown together and I consider myself lucky to have such a loyal and trustful friend by my side" You could feel everyone's eyes on you and despite your anxiety kicking it, you tried your best to crack a small smile and keep your eyes on Namjoon, focusing on him.

Jungkook better hurry or you would surely beat his ass for leaving you alone as soon as the party was over.

"I've wondered for days what I could give you as a present" He kept talking, your lips twitched tired because of all the tension on your face right now "I wanted something meaningful, something that you would remember and that's when I thought nothing materialistic could ever meet my expectations" You didn't know where Namjoon was heading with this conversation but an uncomfortable feeling settled down in the pit of your stomach "But what if I gave you something we, humans, crave the most? What if I gave you love?"

Your body turned rigid and your eyes froze on Namjoon's smile. People started whispering around you, obviously excited about knowing what the Kim Namjoon had prepared for you, one of his beloved friends. You couldn't be less excited though, in fact, you would straight out run away from this room if you could.

Jungkook, whose attention had been on the plate of appetizers, lost all of his hunger immediately when he heard his boss's voice. His eyes scanned the room, searching desperately for your figure.

But there was nothing he could do. It was already too late.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Namjoon spoke again, catching everybody's attention again, the voices around you stopping to hear attentively "I am happy to announce that for the sake of one of my best friends and our family, Kim Yugyeom from Got7 and our beloved (Y/N) will unify our families with a beautiful and significant marriage".

Namjoon's eyes found yours right when your heart stopped beating. You couldn't believe what you just heard, you were so shocked that you couldn't even hear people clapping around you, celebrating the news.

"Congratulations, (Y/N)" He finished smiling, motioning with his champagne glass towards you.

However, when you scanned the room and Jungkook's eyes met yours, you knew you weren't dreaming.

This was a nightmare you couldn't get out of.

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