BTS Imagines 3

Jungkook ♡ Sharpshooter | Mafia AU [request]

Requested by @SaraBencze

Word count: 5,731

"Can you do that for me?" The voice asked on the other end.
"Yes, sir. I can do that...for a price of course."
"I'm willing to pay whatever it's worth."
"Very well, then. I want half now and half when the job is done."
"Whatever it takes."
"So we have a deal, then?"
"We do. I'll send the first payment within the hour."
"It's a pleasure doing business with you." You grinned, hanging up the phone.

You just received orders to execute Jeon Jungkook, the son of a wealthy and powerful mafia leader. The man who called you is apparently from a rival gang and he wants to make a bold move that'll rattle the Jeon gang. Honestly, you commend him for his boldness, it takes guts to make a move like that.

Heaving a sigh, you stood up from your desk chair, pacing about your office trying to come up with a plan. This was a huge target, therefore it would take more effort to get the job done. You'd have to find a way to infiltrate his inner circle, get close to him and make him think you're trustworthy.
"What to do, what to do." You murmured to yourself.
Jungkook was always heavily guarded, surrounded by security at all times. He was a well-protected individual that always seemed to need bodyguards.
Your constant pacing came to a halt, an idea popping into your head.

***

You delivered a few knocks to the front door of a towering mansion, waiting for an answer. Moments later, the door was pulled open, revealing a muscular man in a black suit.
"I'm here to see Jeon Jungkook." You told the man.
"What business do you have with him?"
"I'm here to apply for a job."
His brow raised as he scrutinized you, visibly skeptical of you.
"How did you find this place?" He asked.
Just then, Jungkook walked past stopping and taking a few steps back to look at you standing at the front door.
"Who's that?" He asked his guard.
"I don't know. She says she's here to apply for a job."
Jungkook stood for a few moments before speaking again.
"Let her in."
"With all due respect sir, I don't think that's a good—"
"I said let her in." Jungkook repeated in a firm voice that seemed to visibly shake the man, despite him being bigger than Jungkook.
The guard immediately stepped aside, allowing you to come into the house, his eyes lingering on you as you passed by.
Jungkook approached you with a small smile.
"Hello." He greeted.
"Hi."
"And who might you be?"
"Y/n."
"Well, Y/n. You're here for a job, yes?"
"I am." You nodded.
"And what job is that, exactly?"
"I'm here to be your bodyguard."
His brows raised in amusement. It was clear he wasn't taking you seriously.
"I know I don't look like it, but I'm a sharpshooter."
"A sharpshooter." He murmured. "Well, there are no job openings."
"You always need protection though. You're a highly targeted individual. Am I right?"
Jungkook pressed his lips together. "I suppose."
"Well, someone such as yourself can never have enough bodyguards."
"Walk with me."

Jungkook proceeded through the large living room of the mansion he called home. You followed him outside to a courtyard situated at the back of the house.
"Tell me about yourself, Miss Sharpshooter."
"Any target I aim for, I can hit." You told him. "I never miss."
"Well, we try not to use lethal force unless absolutely necessary. It's better to capture and question than kill and not have answers."
"I'm well-trained in combat situations as well."
"We'll see."
As you walked with Jungkook, you began to get ideas. The both of you were outside alone with no guards in sight, you didn't even see security cameras. You could take him out right then and there. It would be easy.
Before you could make any moves, someone dressed in all black jumped out of a nearby bush in the courtyard, lunging for you.
Upon instinct, you grabbed the guy and pinned him to the grass, eliciting a groan from him.
Just then, a bunch of other men dressed in black came out of hiding and your heart dropped to your feet.
They're onto you.
You stood up, ready to fight. It was then you noticed that the flurry of men weren't coming after you, but after Jungkook.
Oh no you don't. You thought, jumping into action as you fought off the six men trying to get to Jungkook.
You had to keep him safe, or else you wouldn't be paid fully for executing him. Your paycheck depended on this job.
One of the men swung at you, which you were quick to dodge, opting to kick him in the groin.
One by one, you took on each masked man, knocking them out with ease, watching in satisfaction as the last guy fell to the ground.