Whatever Youre Working On, Remember That Its Okay To Take Breaks. Sometimes It Can Actually Help To Give

Whatever you’re working on, remember that its okay to take breaks. Sometimes it can actually help to give yourself a break and then revisit it a few minutes later. It’s valid to do it in short bursts because you’re breaking it into smaller more manageable pieces. 

Whatever you’re working on, remember that its okay to take breaks. Sometimes it can actually help to give yourself a break and then revisit it a few minutes later. It’s valid to do it in short bursts because you’re breaking it into smaller more manageable pieces. 

I'm so sorry but I don't feel so good

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Parachute {3}

Summary: Jungkook would do whatever to keep you safe.

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut. Mafia!AU.

Wordcount: 3.1K

A/N: SOOOOOOO IT'S HERE ! A little soon and earlier because the last chapter was short and Bighit didn't upload anything tonight so..... Yeah! Ummm that's it i guess? So I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and have a great day/night ~ 💜💜💜

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When Jungkook wakes up, he feels his head throbbing and his body aching.

He grunts as he tries to tug at his hands and feet but they were tied. His eyes shot open when he realises he was tied to a chair in a red lit room.

“Finally awake,” a man says and Jungkook looks up to the source of the voice.

A fist comes into contact with his jaw immediately and he almost falls with the chair.

“This is fun,” the man laughs as he pumps up his fist again, looking at his other friends.

“Where is she?” he asks desperately as he ignores them all and focuses on the man ahead of him.

The man simply laughs, and Jungkook furrows his brows.

“She’s safe isn’t she ? Please don’t hurt her, you can do anything to me. Just let her go, she has nothing to do with this!” Jungkook pleads as he struggles in his hold.

“She’s dead.” He says simply and Jungkook stops moving staring at the man wide eyed.

“There’s no way,” he says as he shakes his head. You can’t be dead.

“She is.” Another man laughs and Jungkook's head falls, his bangs covering his face.

“A bullet straight to the heart. Min Yoongi is one talented one, You should have seen the way she choked on her own blood.” Another one says.

“That was hot,” the man who had been punching Jungkook says and the room erupts into laughter.

Just then the door opens and the men in the room bow to whoever entered.

He grabs Jungkook by the jaw and forces him to look up. Louis Ralf.

Jungkook's pitch black soulless eyes lazily look at the mans face and the man let’s go of him as he laughs.

“What did you guys do to him?” he asks the men in the room through a fit of laughter as he doubles over.

“We just told him how his girl died.” One of the men says, as he bursts into laughter, the other men following.

Louis is on his knees laughing his heart out as Jungkook remains motionless in his chair, head hunched over his lap.

Louis crawls towards Jungkook and laughs louder as he taps Jungkook’s lap.

“Ain't that funny?!” he exclaims through his laughter, tears coming out as he wipes them away and Jungkook doesn’t raise his head.

“I’m going kill all of you.” He suddenly says menacingly low while the men are laughing, but they all stop.

“And how exactly are you going to do that.” Louis taunts.

And Jungkook raises his head to reveal soulless eyes as the corner of his lips twitch.

“Mercilessly.” He says and the whole room grows cold and uncomfortably silent, feeling a shiver run down their spines at the blood lust Jungkook is oozing.

Louis let’s out a nervous laugh as he straightens himself up and dusts off his suit.

“You're all bullshit talk cuz look at you now,” he says as he puts on a smug smirk.

Jungkook scoffs as a smugger smirk etches across his busted lips, wiping the look of victory out of Louis’ face as he gulped.

“I accept it.” Is all Jungkook says as two of the men in the corner of the room who had been in the shadows come to the light and raise their guns and point it towards the men. It was Taehyung, who sent a wink towards Jungkook, and Yoongi.

“What the fuck is going on?!” Louis shouts as he looks at the site ahead of him.

Jungkook simply smirks as he glares at Louis.

“Check mate.”

And the room erupts into chaos as gunshots are released and men ascend from the roof.

One of them head to cut open the ropes behind him and set him free amidst the chaos.

Jungkook rubs at his wrists as he gets up and the older man who had released him pats his shoulders and smiles towards Jungkook.

“Welcome, boss.” He greets and Jungkook places his hand over the older man’s.

“Thank You, Hoseok.” He says as he nods at the him.

“Let's go,” he says as the chair ceases, see bodies bodies lying on the floor.

“Where is the scumbag?” he asks as he sees no sign of Louis.

“We let him go,” Yoongi says as he reloads his gun. Jungkook sends him a glare, still mad that he had the nerve to actually shoot you although it was harmless and for good reasons, it better be.

“Great, I’ll deal with him myself later. First, headquarters.” He says as he take the gun Hoseok’s hands him and loads it, the same one he had before, he thought, he left the mafia for good.

“Alright boss,” Taehyung says as they follow Jungkook out if the room and are greeted by an army( keke 😬) of thugs outside.

“Let's do this.” Jungkook smirks as adrenaline rushes through his veins, the rest displaying just as equally excited looks as they cocked their guns.

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You wake up shivering. You were laying on cold cement.

You tried to get up but you couldn't, your legs were cuffed and there was a chain that connected it to the wall.

You groan as you feel the skin around it burning, your whole body aching and numb at the same time.

The room is dark and you can’t see anything.

The door infront of you opens and you squint at the sudden invasion of light as you looked away.

The man who walks in grabs your hand roughly and cuffs them, before hoisting you up, dragging you out of the room and into a fancy carpeted hallway. Were you at a hotel ?

You walk into the lift, tumbling as you get in and when you get off.

What is going on? You wanted to ask but your voice fails you.

You lost it from shouting and screaming non stop when you were brought to the gym and forced to see Jungkook get beat up.

When you got shot you really thought you were going to die, it's like your body had slowly given up on you. But you woke up in a heavily hospital like smelling room.

There was a man next to you.

“Where am I?” you as your voice cracked. He turns to you and smiles pushing you back lightly to lie on the bed when you attempt to get up.

“The effect of the suppressant still hasn’t worn off. Don’t move, it could hurt like hell,” he advices and you furrow your brows.

He notices your confusion and reaches out to put your hand in his as he introduces himself.

“I’m Hoseok, a close friend of Jungkook,” he smiles and you look at him in confusion. ‘a close friend of Jungkook’s?’ you’ve never seen him in your life.

“Are you going to save me?” you ask.

“Yes, Jungkook is coming too. Not yet though." he smiles as whispers feeling someone approach the room and then the door opens.

Jungkook is coming?

You were so confused at this point.

“Is all set?” The man asks and Hoseok nods.

“Get up.” He says as he grips your arm and hoists you up, hurting you as you let out an ‘ouch’ and hiss in pain.

“Hey, you might want to take it easy unless you want Jungkook to have your head on a stake,” Hoseok warns and the man gulps.

He leads you out of the room and you look back at Hoseok one more time.

He puts a finger over his lips and whispers a ‘shhh' before sending you a wink.

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When you arrive to the filled with bulky men you are put to sit on a chair on a large dining table.

You stay there as you fiddle with your fingers.

Where is Jungkook? You want to ask someone, but you know you can't. After the little chat with Hoseok, you can’t help but be super alert now.

“Look at who we have here!” a man booms as he walks in, making you flinch.

“You're even more beautiful in person.” He says as he comes to stand in front of you across the table and observe your face before he sits down across from you.

“ My son sure does have great taste, just like his old man!” he laughs as he nudges the man next to him who laughs nervously, as if he doesn’t he could die.

His son? Jungkook? You wonder as you furrow your brows. Now that you think if it, you did see the resemblance.

“Oh, he never said a thing about me ? That had bastard!” he laughs once more and you feel yourself get uncomfortable.  “He really is just like me,” he tells the other man next to him.

“Do you not speak?” he asks suddenly as he leans in on the table.

“I-I do,” you stutter and he smiles but you don’t feel any sort of comfort.

“Beautiful voice too,” he notes and the fact that he finds your voice filled with fear beautiful makes you uncomfortable and on edge.

He rubs his hands together as the smell of food fills the room.

Soon enough two plates of stake are placed on the table. One in front of him and one in front of you.

He begins eating but stops when he realises you haven’t touched your food.

“Why aren’t you eating?” he asks as blood mixed with spit fly out of his full mouth and you try not to show disgust in your face.

You raise your cuffed hands and he nods to the man next to you.

He unlocks your cuffs and you rub your sore wrists.

“Bon appetite!” he says as he resumes his meal.

He finishes and you have barely taken a bite, eyes trained on the table . He looks displeased but doesn’t address as he wipes his mouth with a napkin before setting it down again.

“So, where do I began?” he says suddenly, making you look up.

“You've been of great help to my son and you’ve helped me immensely. I thought he would become a criminal out on those streets, have you seen the kid?” he laughs but you don't.

“Of course you have. Anyways, you kept him in check, tamed him, the ‘untameable beast' as they liked to call him.” He explains and you feel bile rise to your throat at the mention of that name.

“You have him wrapped around your little pretty finger. And unfortunately, now that he has taken my place, I fear that it is more of a disadvantage than an advantage. You see, a man in love in this kind of business, he’s an easy target. He used to be so ruthless and deadly, but I can tell that he’s soften up on the inside and it shows,” he continues and you furrow your eyebrows. What kind of business ? What place of his has Jungkook taken?

“So I’m sorry to say, you are of no use anymore,” He says with a sigh and your eyes widen.

He gets up and grabs the gun from the man next to you, cocking it.

He points it to you and you feel tears burn the corner of your eyes as you shake.

Just then, the door bell goes off.

“Who the fuck is that?” Jungkook's father furrows his brows. He motions to one of the men to open the door.

“Room Service,” you hear and the man looks towards Jungkook’s father with a shrug of a shoulder.

At that moment the fire alarm goes off, the lights turning red, obscuring your vision for a bit and the men head out of the room through a back door that leads towards the stairs as they follow Jungkook’s father and cover him.

“You stay here.” He says firmly before leaving.

You hear a gun shot followed by a loud thud. The man who had opened the door lays on the ground and you stare at his dead body in horror.

The person who had just pull the trigger smiles at you as he takes off the apron and puts the gun in his back pocket.

“Let's go Y/N,” he smiles as he gestures for you to come with him.

You hesitate but you end up following him.

“We don’t have much time, before the alarm wears off,” he says as he walks you down the hallway.

“Are you a friend of Jungkook's ?” you ask as you follow him up the stairs, you were heading towards the rooftop.

“Yes, I’m Seokjin, nice to meet you.” He smiles innocently and you return it, not equally as full considering the situation you were in.

“Wait,” he says as he puts a hand in front of you and peaks from the corner of the corridor.

You hear grunts and thuds before Seokjin cuts the corner and approaches the man who had his back facing you.

He turns around and you gasp. It was Jimin.

He does a hand shake with Seokjin and he looks at you and smiles.

“Hey Y/N,” he smiles and you look at him stunned.

“Where's Jungkook?” Seokjin asks and Jimin replies.

“Rooftop,”

Seokjin begins walking and you follow him, giving Jimin once last glance over your shoulder as he sends you a wink.

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When you arrive at the rooftop, you gasp at the sight in front of you.

A very angry Jungkook stood with his gun pointed at the man who was on his knees in front of him, dead bodies sprawled across the floor. It was his father.

“Do it!” his father taunts and you can see the way Jungkook’s hand shakes even though his face is stoic.

“Jungkook!” You call out and he looks in your direction wide eyed.

“Y/N,” he says in disbelief as he slowly puts his hand down.

“I’m fine!” you say through a smile, wanting to run into his arms but Seokjin holds you back, you look at him irritated but he just shakes his head.

At that moment a guns is fired and you watch in horror as Jungkook toppled forward, clutching his abdomen.

His father had pulled the trigger.

Jungkook groans as the old man gets up

“Jungkook you’re too weak, you should have pulled the trigger. Can’t you see what she’s doing to you?” he says as he places a shoulder on him.

“You used her to get me to take your place. You were going to kill her,  if it weren’t for Taehyung” Jungkook says as he coughs out blood. “I can’t live without her. I can't. And I won't.” He confesses and you begin to sob as you struggled against SeokJin’s firm grip.

“Wait.” He whispers into your ear and you look at him ready to blow up. Wait for what? For Jungkook to be shot in the head?

Just then a loud roar rips through the air and you abruptly turn to see Jungkook's father on his knee as he groaned in pain. He had been shot in the knee you notice as blood pools around his feet .

You see a red light flash from the other building, a mop of pastel hair visible under the night sky, probably where the shot came from and before you know it’s gone.

Jungkook gets up and grabs the gun that had fallen, the hard metal cold tip pressing into his father’s forehead.

Suddenly the older man laughs.

“You think you can keep her safe? If it’s not me someone will definitely, eventually, come for her to get to you.  It’s the easiest way son. Don’t you remember what happened to your mother?” he laughs dryly and Jungkook presses the gun further, making the man gulp.

“I'll make sure that doesn't happen.” He says with confidence before he cocks the gun.

“Do it.” His father says as you feel your eyes tear up, you want to stop him because this isn’t who he is, but your voice fails you.

He pulls the trigger, the sound of the gunshot echoing through the night sky.

You fall to your knees and Seokjin places a hand on your shoulder, giving it a comforting squeeze.

You are brought back to reality when Jungkook grunts loudly as he falls to the ground and you run to him, Seokjin following behind.

“What’s going on?” you sob as you take his head and place it on your lap, crying at the site of him like this.

“The bullets, they were laced with poison.” You hear Hoseok speak as he walks towards you and Seokjin through the rooftop entrance door.

“We need to save him,” you plead and Hoseok leans down to place a soft hand over your shaking shoulder as he looked into your eyes.  

“We're going to save him, promise.” He assures you and you nod, looking back at Jungkook, his eyes had gone almost shut as he lazily stared at you, body limp.

You cup his cheeks and sooth his hair as you hug him to your chest.

“Let's go , Namjoon is here.” Hoseok says to Seokjin.

You hear sirens, signalling the police and you look at them wide eyed.

“We need to hurry.” Seokjin says, gesturing to Hoseok to help him lift Jungkook up as they exit the rooftop.

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HERE'S THE 3RD CHAPTER 🤸🏾‍♀️ What do you guys think will happen next and what did you guys think of the chapter??

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