Into The Shadows 🖤

t h i r t y - s i x

Jungkook

I left my Angel in bed again before dawn while she was sleeping peacefully. I quickly fixed some breakfast for her and stuck a few Post-it notes here and there.

After a quick shower, I get dressed in my black t-shirt, black cargo pants, and combat boots. Tucking a gun in my back, I walk closer to the bed.

She looks so peaceful while sleeping, I'd do anything in my power not to disturb her peace.

Even if I have to strangle lives out of people's chests.

My Angel. She's my world just as I am hers.

Which is why I need to unearth the evil lurking in her shadows. I was careless once, I'll never make the same mistake twice. "See you soon, Angel."

I whistle and Bam comes running into the room. I ruffle his ears and command, "Bam. Protect." He woofs in return and sprawls along the bed, wiggling his tail attentively.

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Jimin and I are now entering Busan after we received a lead about the men who shot us.

"He's still in the bar, passed out," Jimin mutters as we drive closer to the bar to find one of the guys who shot at us.

I drag the bag from under my seat and assemble four guns, two for each of us. "Don't shoot in the first instance, we don't want him to make a run."

"I know how it works." He grunts and pulls over at a cheap local bar.

The sun has just begun to rise and we head into the bar, a strong stench of cheap liquor and nicotine fills my nostrils. Some people are lying on the ground, passed out with hangovers.

Jimin taps my shoulder and points out at the other end of the bar.

"That one?" I ask, eyeing a man sprawled out on a table.

"Yep." He paces slowly toward the man. When Jimin grabs him by the collar and drags him to his feet, terror strikes his face after he shoots a glance at me.

I smirk when he jerks Jimin's hand off and makes a run. Honestly, I wouldn't have been thrilled if he didn't try to save his life.

Jimin runs behind him, and I make a leeway to the back entrance, pulling my gun out, I casually sit on the bench in the backside alley as that fcker comes out panting. He stops dead in his tracks with me in front of him and Jimin behind him.

"This time, I'll really shoot." I load my gun and he gasps in terror. "Down."

I gesture at Jimin, he strikes his head with his gun and makes him unconscious. "Sleazy bastard." He mutters and we drag him to our car to take him to our basement in Busan for a lil chat.

"What's your name?" Jimin asks the man tied to the chair in our basement.

When he doesn't answer, I take my hand knife and just tap it against his restrained arms. "You don't want bloodshed for a simple question, do you?"

He shivers and stutters. "H-hwan."

"Whom do you work for?" I casually drag the knife along his inner wrist.

"I don't ...work for anybody, Panther."

"Ah, so you are aware of my reputation?" Amusement flickers in me and satisfies my ego. At least he'll comply sooner and then I can go back to my Angel.

"Y-yes," he wriggles in the chair.

"Then I'd suggest you not to lie. Who sent you to attack us?"

"I don't know, Panther."