||18+ Bodyguard AU || For years, Y/n L/n has been gathering evidence on her parents, arguably the two most dangerous mafia leaders in the world. The last step is going to the police. When she finally does, they place her in the witness protection pr...
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It's been two and a half weeks since you made it to Korea, now the company you work for is hosting a masquerade ball to celebrate ten years of business.
You gaze at the mask Jimin bought for you, giving the soft fabric a squeeze. Do you really want to do this? No. Do you have to? Yeah, a little.
As a new employee, even if you walked into the job, you can't be bad at it. You can't half-ass it and expect things to be handed to you. At the end of the day, they're still paying you. Like literally: you're getting paychecks. Pretty nice ones, too.
Back home, tipping is pretty standard, but here? In Korea? No one tips. Sounds like pay would be worse, right? Wrong. The pay is amazing. Even without tips you make a wonderful hourly.
After getting changed into the dress and mask, you go downstairs and almost fall over. Okay, so you're into Jungkook, but holy shit Jimin is one hell of a man. He stands near the front door, adjusting the cuffs to his suit. His black hair is styled back, half of his hair kept out of his face while the other half is wavy, maybe even curled, and coming down to his eye. Holy shit, he's hot. So hot that you find yourself lagging for a moment.
"You okay Winters?" Jimin asks with a shit-eating grin.
"Peachy," you reply, forcing a smile. He offers you his small, gloved hand. You take it. "Where's Tae?"
"Out. He went to buy a new mask since the one I bought wasn't good enough for him. He'll catch up. For now, I hope you're fine with riding shotgun to the party," he says.
"Finally, I can feel like an adult."
He laughs, opening the door. He brings you outside and to the car, opening the passenger side door for you like the gentleman he is. You gladly accept.
Soon enough, the two of you are laughing and chit-chatting on the way to the party. It takes ten minutes to get to the grand venue, but when you do, you instantly notice the swarm of well-dressed people gathering inside. It's a party open to the public too. Countless people will be here. Jimin and Tae were hesitant to go because of this, but the masks made them feel a bit better. Not to mention the long wig you were given (it's obnoxiously long) that Jimin braided for you before he left you alone to change into the dress.
Jimin parks, sighing. "Lots of people," he says. You nod in agreement, observing each one. "I hope you find Jungkook and he doesn't recognize you."
"What? Why?" you ask.
"So he can fall in love all over again."
You nudge his shoulder sharply. "You're insane, Park."
"So are you, L/n. Can I ask a favor?"
"After saying that? No, never. Not until you make it up to me," you say with a pout.
Jimin leans forward, brushing a stray lock of your fake hair behind your ear. Jimin doesn't take his eyes off you, licking his plump lower lip in the process.
