Stuck Between Crime //JUNGKOOK FF// COMPLETE 💕

Chapter 19: Advancing with the plan

Morning had reached and Min-hi woke up in the guest bedroom of Jungkook's home, confused as her eyes slowly opened to feel the lighting shining strongly through the gap of the curtain of the window. She quickly adjusted herself under the blankets, straightening herself up on the bed into a sitting position.

What the heck is going on? She felt baffled with what she remembered or was it simply just a nightmare? But it felt so real to her that she felt it couldn't be possibly just a bad dream. She ripped the blankets away from her body, jumping out not even putting her slippers on and walking out the room bare foot. The floor felt cold, but she could care less, she walked to peek at the kitchen but he wasn't there and decided to turn to the living room, sliding the door very gently, sticking her head in to check and there he was, resting warmly on the sofa, turned to the fireplace.

She walked slowly up to him, to see his eyes closed and his arm bandaged up. He hurt himself... She tightened her lips in concern, crouching in front of him, reaching her hand to brush his bangs away from his face, but his eyes shot open and grabbed her wrest before she could even touch him.

"I was just..." She startled at his sudden reaction. He released his grip automatically from her wrest, shaking his head to sway the sleepiness away. "Sorry" He apologized for his sudden action.

"Uhm..." She hummed, landing her hand on the hand of the couch near her and taking a seat near Jungkook. She needed to ask, it bothered her. She could be wrong but it wouldn't cost anything to just ask, after all. It felt so real.

"... yesterday..." She needed to talk about it. "...did something happen?..."

His eyes lifted, looking towards her. Not really knowing what to say to her, so he kept silent and decided to try and act dumb about it. "What about it..?"

"... I came back to your place last night, but I can't remember anything from there..." She mumbled a partial part of her thoughts. She could swear after she argued with Jimin and came back to his place alone. It was dark, cold and windy.

She could almost vow that after she tried phoning him and waiting at his door step, she saw a black car stop in front of his house. Yoongi stepping out of it, adjusting his suit and staring at her surprised but delighted to see her.

'I came here for Jungkook but you will do' She clearly remembered those words flowing out of his lips and suddenly feeling a cloth going over her mouth and blacking out. How does a person have such a vivid nightmare?

"... You fainted at my door step" He lied, which was typical. How many times hadn't he lied already. She tilted her head in confusion. It was so weird and hard for to understand.

"Really?" She muttered, scratching lightly her neck. "... I thought I saw Yoongi here yesterday..."

"You must be stressed from what happened on Friday" He tried justifying. "...when I got back you were alone"

She passed the hand that scratched her neck away, travelling her jawline as her finger tips landed on her lips. She doubted herself. Was it really just stress?

"But it felt so real..." She mumbled under her breath, but he still heard it.

"When a person is suffering from extreme stress, your mind tends to play lots of tricks on you. You just need some rest" He smiled at her as she turned her stare blankly at the fire. She wondered if that was really the case, if her mind really played tricks on her and she made out that scene in her head, stealing small glances at Jungkook.

After another month had passed, work had gone like normal and she became much closer with them, especially Jungkook. She hadn't spoken properly with Jimin for about a week after their little argument but then they cooled it down and came back to their normal selfs.