crisis

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Blood

sweat

tears

Y/n is in a room, Scented like sweet obscurity, lit up only by spotlight in her face. She was dragged here by force. Tears are her visions, sweat dripping on her back, blood pumping in her veins. Wani wani wani if only she had money money money. The memories of the night haunting her like the ghost of Michael Jackson. Heee hee hee. Jungkook hee hee hee hee

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"What did you do to Jeon Jungkook, miss gurl?" the officer said

"Don't act so innocent. This accident was not a coincidence and you know it" the other officer said

Y/n cried, unable to defend herself

"Oh yeah, cry all you want, you'll go to jail anyways" the other officer said

"JAIL! you are out of your mind mister the police" she said

"Oh no, we can charge you with sabotage and attempted murder. You made Jungkook trip in an attempt to hurt him and the entirety of the bangtan brand. Do you have anything to defend your case? No I don't think so! This is a closed case-

"No you have not right! This is false information, this is defamation! I want a lawyer!"

Suddenly, she heard a bang on the door! It was smashed open n'y sheer force of one human being...

"You don't need a lawyer when you have Jungkookie by your side!"

Jungkook was there shirt ripped open, muscles in full display. He looked angry, even enraged.

"This case is not closed! Let Y/n go free right now officer Brad or I will smash your head like I did this door!" he said. He was not joking.

Her saviour was there, with the face of a killer, ready to save her from officer Brad's evil claws.

What a man.

Officer Brad ran away from the interrogation room. They were now alone. Y/n cried even more.

"Thank.. thank y-yy-y..you Kookie. I was no words to express my gratitude."

His face was dead serious. His dark gaze set upon her.

"I was not doing this for you, I was doing this for myself and my group's reputation." His deep voice echoed through the room.

He got closer to y/n, hot, masculine and sweaty. Inhaling the air like he was a fan on a hot summer day, his presence towering over her small frame. He grabbed her arm...

"I am a superstar, you are nothing. We're done y/n, forever, forget me, goodbye baby girl."

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author's note: 😭

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 16, 2022 ⏰

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