𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 || 𝐉𝐉𝐊 ✔️

Chapter 59- Unexpected Saviour

My face went bloodless with his words. Both mine and Jungkook's hands were lingered together like they were stuck with glue. This man is under Ki Sung Of course, Now what? My mind was yelping from inside,

We are doomed, we are doomed, we are so so doomed...

My words didn't support me to talk. The man didn't look like he wanted to move away from us. Jungkook didn't utter to speak a word either. He was  frozen in his place. Through all this, something happened to make the situation even worse. Ki Sung's men started heading in this direction, to the cafe we were. There was no way to run outside. This freaking man was right in front of us and more were heading in this direction.

What are we going to do?

We both were basically trapped inside the shop. I was quailing descrying the black suited men who were storming towards us.

There's no way Jungkook can fight all of them, and me? What can I do? I can barely punch a man and make him fall. Yeah, maybe I can kick someone's balls. Believe me, I highly doubt that I can do it either,

I had never fought before. And the only time I tried to do it ended up nearly killing me and putting others to a tragic fate. The situation right now is two hundred percent failure,

That man, Sung-Jin glanced at the door, noticing the group of men heading towards the cafe. He then flickered at us, right before the men entered, he grabbed from both our collars and pushed us both inside a room behind us. He snatched the phone away from Jungkook before he could do anything about it. Sung-Jin slammed the door shut, locking us inside the small space, not giving us a chance to react even.

I stood like that for a solid minute in the semi-dark storage room, brooding about what happened just a second ago. Did he just push us inside and lock up? Great, we are prisoners now. And it's not only me Jungkook is here as well, Once again he was in trouble because of me,

"Y/n, are you ok?" I heard his soft whisper. I turned my face to him. Even from the fainted light that poured through the small window, I could see his perturbed face.

"Why did he do it?" I stared at him with dumbfound. His lips pursed to a thin line. He kneeled down and placed his ear on the wall of the metal door, trying to listen to their conversation. I could barely hear what they talking about since their words were forming to a silent whisper as they pass through the thick walls.

"He's either handing us over to Ki Sung or trying to help us, I'm not sure about what he's saying, it's not clear," Jungkook stood up from his position and glanced at me. I nervously bit my lip with agitation. Maybe, he is trying to help us? But how can we even trust anyone in this city?

Jungkook tried to find a way to escape. His phone was taken so he didn't have chance to call the others. The room was so small. It was crowded with various racks that were closely placed near by near. He carefully glided his body through them, without making any noise, to reach the other end of the room to find a crack or a door to escape, It was no use after all. There was only one single window and it was only enough for a cat to slid in. Two built humans couldn't squeeze inside it unless we have a superpower or something.

He caught his hair, frustratingly groaning because of the hopelessness. I heaved a sigh. Why does he have to go through all this because of me? I felt great hate towards myself. He leaned his back against the cold wall and closed his eyes. After a while, he spoke quietly,

"I'm sorry Y/n, I couldn't do it, I couldn't protect you,"  his words reminded me of my dead father. He said the same thing before leaving me. No, you aren't leaving me Jungkook. I stepped near him and took his hand between mine.