Mask

• F O U R T E E N •

My three unnies are glaring at me more intensely then they were before.

"Why the hell would you bring us here?" Jennie asks, crossing her arms over her chest.

I pinch the bridge of my nose. "Please don't make me repeat myself."

Bang Si Hyuk sighs. "Girls, do you have any idea what your boss has been doing for the past few months?" Jisoo and Jennie shake their heads. Bang Si Hyuk tosses a folder down on the table, the girls eyeing the thickness of it. "This is evidence that your boss has been trying to round up as many agents from other companies as he could." Rosé opens the folder, landing on the mugshots of at least a couple hundred agents from different gangs. They have all of the spies and agents from my old gang, and a couple from SM, KQ, JYP, Pledis, etc. Jungkook's picture falls from the bunch. "Your boss told us that he would need his help with this whole operation." His thick fingers land on Jungkook's finger. "We declined. That's why she was sent to eliminate him." He jerks his thumb towards me.

The girls file through the images. Jennie lands on Kai's. The two had been hot and heavy for about a month, and now she's finding out that he was supposed to be part of this.

"How many agreed to this?" Jisoo asks, plucking at each picture.

"Next to none." Bang Si Hyuk replies. "But we found out his alternative method." He slaps down a document with a picture of an injectable fluid on it. "Sort of like what happened in Divergent. But we don't know how he'll administer it."

The girls are staring down at everything in front of them, the looks of horror and shock painting their faces. This will be the biggest 'I told you so' ever.

"Think I'm lying, now?" I ask.

The girls stay silent, their lips turned downwards and their jaws hard. They never were the type to admit their mistakes.

"Anyways, I'm gonna go, my back hurts." I say. I heave myself up and walk out the door.

The hallways are relatively empty. It's dinner time now, so I guess everyone's at the mess hall.

I make my way there and find that I'm right. The boys sit together at a table, eating what looks like rice, kimchi, and bulgogi.

I grab a tray and load up on soybean stew and rice, then make my way to an empty table.

Just as I'm taking a bite of the spicy stew, another tray is placed on the table, across from me. I look up, spotting the familiar face of BTS' maknae.

"What?" I ask, my mouth filling with the spicy stew. The scalding temperature startles me and I almost choke on it.

"Can we talk?" He asks.

"'bout what?"

"You know what." He whispers, his cheeks turning a slightly pink hue.

I do know. My cheeks burn at the thought of it. "Why?"

He sighs, scratching at the bruise on his cheek. He remains quiet, so I take that as my cue to keep eating.

"I liked it."

The spoon drops from my hands, landing in the bowl and splashing it across my face. My cheeks feel like they're on fire, the three words having more affect on me than I would have expected.

"You what?" I cough, wiping red sauce from my face.

His cheeks redden and he purses his lips. "I liked it." He finally grits out. "Look, I know it's insane, but I did. It was nice and I just wanted you to know."

He looks away, and I finally see a small part of him showing. Like the mask he wore as a precaution is slowly slipping away. Instead of tough and cocky, he seems more vulnerable and shy, even. I never thought Jeon Jungkook would be shy.

I slowly let my guard down and feel a small sort of admiration for him. Just by looking at him, it's obvious he doesn't open up to people that easily, let alone show his true colours. He felt like he trusted me enough to take off the mask he wore as a sense of security.

"Well, I sort of liked it too." I confess, immediately feeling like an idiot middle schooler.

He lets a small smile escape, and I can't help but find it cute. This buff, scary man has a cute smile. I almost laugh.

"Good." He grins, his confidence boosted and his cocky demeanor reappearing. "That's good."

He then continues to eat and that pretty much ends the conversation, but I don't know what to do. My cheeks are red and my hands are clammy, but a smile stretches across my lips.

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I can't sleep.

All I can think of is the conversation between Jungkook and I. A warm, fuzzy feeling spreads over me as I think of it.

I sit up in my bed, checking the bedside table for the clock. It's two AM. I groan and face plant into my pillow, my bangs flying from my forehead.

There's no way I can sleep like this.

Maybe the hospital wing has melatonin. I get up and move towards the door of my room and swing it open, only to find Jungkook standing outside my room. I freeze in my tracks.

He's wearing a tight fitting t-shirt and a pair of gym shorts. He looks like he hasn't been able to sleep either.

He steps inside and shuts the door, locking it behind him. He walks two long strides towards me, closing the distance between us, then grabs me by the back of my head and plants his lips on mine.

I gasp at the sudden contact. My feet skid backwards, nearly making me fall backwards. He senses me falling and wraps a strong arm around my waist.

I break the kiss. "What are you doing?" I ask, breathless.

"What I should've done sooner." He replied bluntly before he devours my neck. His skillful mouth sucks at the skin under my jaw, causing me to involuntarily gasp. He backs me up against the wall, pulling his arm away from my waist to hook it under my thigh, hoisting me up into the air. My legs wrap around his waist and I make use with my arms, wrapping them around his neck. This encourages him and he pulls away from my neck and I smash my lips against his.

I'm getting light headed. This isn't how I was expecting tonight to be going. I imaged being unable to sleep, laying on my stomach all night. Not this. I didn't imagine Jeon Jungkook of all people coming to my room without warning.

I don't even know why, but I'm already tugging his shirt over his head, and he skillfully removes my pyjama pants. I look down at his abdomen and my jaw practically drops. His abs are more defined then they looked through the tight t-shirt. His tight muscles form a very impressive eight pack.

I grip his shoulders as he presses himself against me. I can feel his bulge pulsing at my entrance. Before I know it, he's sliding down his shorts and before his briefs can go with them, I put a hand over his.

"Wait." I pant. He pulls away and looks at me curiously. He doesn't look mad, just confused. "I didn't know it would lead to this."

Realization flashes in his eyes and he pulls away slightly.

"Oh, sorry, mixed signals." He sets me down and turns away, scratching the back of his head. "Sorry."

He pulls his shirt back on and I immediately feel bad. I want this too, but I'm inexperienced. I don't know how to do it, or what to do.

Before he can so much as leave, I move forward and hug him from behind. He freezes.

"I'm sorry." I mumble into his muscular back. "It's not that I don't want to, I just don't know how."

He turns around and gently takes my head in his hands. I look up at him, and for once, he's showing a completely raw side of him to me.

"Look, I'm not going to make you do something you're not ready for." He whispers and pecks my lips before moving towards the door.

I'm frozen in my spot, not knowing what to do. This is definitely not what I thought would happen.

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A/N: hi babes! hope quarantine is treating you well! i have class in thirty minutes, so i thought i would finish this chapter before then!
enjoy!
lots of love!
- bangtan_bomb_♥