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Ride Or Die - Chapter 9 (M)

Ride or Die - Chapter 9 (M)

— pairing | Jeon Jungkook /Reader

— word c | 9,253

— genre | Mafia au!, angst , Smut.

— summary | He seemed to have come out of a museum for being so handsome, it seemed to be that badboy coming straight from the teen movies, but as you go deep into his life, you realize he was not a badguy just to annoy his parentes. He was not a Badboy, but a BadMan. He sold drugs and his friends too. He commanded a dangerous, feared gang.And you fell madly in love with him, almost leaving your life and everyone you knew behind, to be with him..

— warnings/tags | Adult content, Violence, drugs, alcoholic beverages, explicit sex, low slang words.

— disclaimer | myself and this fic DOES NOT condone violence, abuse, use of drugs, alcohol or any kind of crimes. This is a fanfic, an alternative reality, I have no intention of offending anyone. If that makes you feel bad, please do not read. In this fanfic the character is not abusive to the reader, and remember, what Jungkook does in this fanfic is not what he does in real life. Myself or this fanfic does not have any type of connection with BTS, Jungkook or Bighit. Hope you like it.

— Ride Or Die - Character Biography.

01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | ‘09′ | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 |

The party was still going on in the backyard, but neither you nor Jungkook were conserned about it. At that moment the only concern you had was feeling each other. Jungkook threw his jacket in the corner of the room. He untied the knot of his tie and began to unbutton the buttons of his social shirt as he stared at you who was sitting on the bed where he spent his teenage years. You looked so pretty in that white dress, but he could barely wait to get it out of you. He tossed the T-shirt next to his jacket and walked toward you. Unlike the other quick fucks you used to have in places that wasn’t your home, today he wanted everything to be slow, he wanted to enjoy every bit of you.

Jungkook knelt in front of you and held your leg gently as you watched him with a smile on your lips and your eyes. You rested your hands on the mattress and watched him removing your high heel, gently kissing your foot and rising with hot wet lips up your calf and thigh. He stood up in front of you, resting his hands on the side of your hip and you tossed your head back so he could kiss your neck, and so he did, leaving red marks along the length of your naked neck. With one hand he grabbed your waist and pulled you up, making you stand up.

With his free hand, he grabbed your chin, caressing your lips with his thumb. You opened your mouth and let him push his finger between your lips and you began to suck it while he let out a malicious grin, feeling his dick harden even more. He removed his finger from your mouth and took both hands behind your neck, unbuttoning your dress and letting it fall to the ground at his feet. You were not wearing a bra and that made him smile. He pushed your shoulders, making you fall on your butt on the bed.

Then he took a few steps, putting one knee at a time next to your hip, and one hand at a time next to your body, hovering over you. He lowered his face to your belly, kissing you gently, licking and sucking, causing you to squirm under him and take your hands to his hair, pulling it lightly.

He raised his kisses to the valley of your breasts, grabbing one with one hand and placing the other between his lips, sucking and nibbling your nipple, making you rub your thighs, feeling heat rising through your body, needing him to touch you down there. Jungkook realized that you were uneasy and looked at you smiling, dark-eyed, he kissed your lips on a warm and passionate kiss, while you could feel his hand coming down from your breast to the middle of your legs, caressing you over of the panties, making you pant between the kiss. You grunted in disapproval as he stopped touching you, but nearly choked when you felt him putting his fingers inside your panties, touching your sensitive, thirsty clit.

"Jungkook ..." You moaned between his lips, arching your back as he stroked you slowly.

“Yes, baby.” He whispered between his lips, not opening his eyes, not ceasing to kiss or touch you.

You couldn’t say anything, because you felt his finger playing with your entrance, forcing you to separate the kiss and draw the air that was missing in your lungs. The power he had over you, to leave you that way, was too good. You needed more.

“Please.” You asked in a whisper, arching your back one more time and pushing your hip against his hand. Jungkook smiled and kissed you again, drawing kisses down your body, taking every inch of you. He stood once more, gripped both sides of your panties and pulled it up, tossing it over his shoulder.

He was about to kneel when he paused for a few seconds, watching you naked. You were so beautiful to him, your skin was so silky and inviting, your body was so perfect for him, he loved you so much he couldn’t explain it in words. Jeon knelt on the floor. He pulled you a little forward and spread your legs. He kissed your thighs, laughing every time you let out an impatient moan, wanting him to kiss you in the right place. When his lips finally touched your clit, your body lifted in bed, and you let out a loud groan, resting your hands behind your back, half sitting on the bed, seeing Jungkook's face between your legs, licking and sucking your dot of pleasure.

Each time he went down and up his tongue on your clit, you let out a groan. You grabbed his hair and lifted your legs, which were once hanging on the edge of the bed, putting your feet on the bed, leaving your legs bent. You could already feel your pussy pulsing, searching for his cock, to fill you, you threw your head back, panting desperately before you let out a loud groan and squeeze your eyes.

"Plea-please Jungkook." You moaned in a trembling voice, licking your lips and squeezing.

"What do you need, baby?" He whispered, his tongue teasing the entrance of your pussy, making you grunt of pleasure.

“Your fingers, I need your oh god.” You couldn’t finish what you was saying because Jungkook penetrated you with two fingers and returned to suck your clitoris at the same time, causing you to lose the air and pressed your fingers into his hair. He knew as well as make you go crazy. He did not keep you waiting. Whatever you asked for, it was always like this. “Oh fuck, pleeease." You asked, with the words dragging out of your throat as you began to feel that delicious pain coming out of your core and taking control of your legs, before reaching the rest of your body, making you let out a cry of pleasure and throwing yourself into the bed, arching your back and pushing your hips toward Jungkook's mouth and fingers that he pushed slowly and hard into you. When you reached orgasm, you squinted, let out a loud, long moan, feeling your whole body tremble with the waves of pleasure. Jungkook stood up, using his arm to wipe the juice you'd spilled into his mouth. He unbuttoned his pants and pushed it down, taking with it the black underwear he wore.

“Don’t take it." You asked, as he made a move to take off his tie. He smiled and left the piece around his neck. He lay back on you, kissing your belly again, raising his kisses until finally his lips were on yours.

"How do you want it?" He asked between your lips, stroking your chin as he kissed you. You frowned, he didn’t usually ask what position you wanted, even because he could make you cum in all of them.

“Can I be on top?” You said uncertainly and he smiled at you, nodding. He quickly lay down on the bed, his head resting on the wooden headboard of the bed. You crawled slowly over him, seeing that he didn’t take his eyes off you. You put your hands on his chest and bent down to kiss him as your legs positioned one on either side of his body.You slipped one of your hands down between the two of you and held his cock, positioning the tip against your entrance. You slowly lowered your hips until he was fully inside you, making you moan and he let out a sigh of relief, for being finally inside you.

He gripped your hips and helped you as you up and down, riding slowly on his dick, gradually increasing speed, making both of you moan with lux as you watched his eyes drunk with the pleasure of having you there. It was not long before he put you on all fours and slowly entered you. You grabbed his tie and slid it over your shoulder, pulling him toward you. Jungkook wrapped both arms beneath you, lifting you, your back against his chest, hugging your body and nibbling your ear as you laid your head on his shoulder, and rolled your eyes, moaning whenever his cock hit your weak spot, and you could already feel your orgasm approaching again. And he could feel his.

“Fuck, (Y/N), you feel so good.” He rasped against your ear, making you drop a faint moan and grab his arm tightly, feeling your pussy tighten around his cock. “Oh shit.” He groaned, coming inside you, making you mumble some cursing and cum once more around him, feeling your legs tremble and lose strength. If Jungkook weren’t holding you back, you would have fallen face down on the mattress and spoiled all the moment..

He gently laid you face down on the bed and kissed your nape and back, leaving wet marks on your skin before getting out of you and got up, grabbing the social shirt he was wearing before and passing between your thighs , wiping everything he had released into you. Soon after he was lying beside you, caressing your back while you were still recovering from orgasm. You moved your head to the side, watching him resting his head on his hand and his elbow against the mattress. He slowly raised his eyes from your back to your eyes, letting out a fond.

"I love you." You both said together, which made the two laugh too, you were so connected that it scared you.

“I'm scared.” He said, no longer smiling, making you frown and lean into your arms, crawling close to him. "I do not want this to end, (Y/N). I'm afraid you'll leave me one day.”

“This is not going to happen." You whispered to him, pushing his shoulder, making him lie down on the bed. You climbed on top of him, resting his arms beside his head and giving him a peck, resting your forehead on his. “The only way for you to get away from you, it's you send me away. And I know you will not do it.” Jungkook bit his lips and narrowed his eyes, bringing both hands to your face and caressing it with rough palms. “Now we'd better go, we do not want anyone coming in here and finding us that way, do we?”

"Let's just leave, I want to take you somewhere before midnight," he whispered, giving you a quick kiss. You agreed and got up, looking for your panties and putting it on. After wearing your dress, you sat on the bed, wearing your high heels, watching Jungkook wearing his pants. He put on his jacket but did not wear a social shirt that he had used to clean you. You took a moment to look in a mirror that was tucked up beside the bed, on the nightstand to straighten your hair. He smiled and took your hand, leading you out of the room. You went down the stairs normally, ignoring the curious looks of the people around you, making it clear that they knew what the two of you had done minutes ago.

You walked toward the door, leaving the house and heading toward the Dodge that was parked nearby. You were already beginning to feel the midnight cold approaching. Jungkook handed you the jacket he wore and pulled out a black sweater he had on the backseat. After entering, he drove for a few minutes, up a hill with his car and park it in the highest part of the city, in a place where you had vision for the whole city below you. He leaned in front of the car and pulled you against him, your back against his chest and hugging you from behind. He rested his chin on the top of your head as you laid your head on his shoulder. Minutes later the sky was lit by the fireworks commemorating the new year. It was a sea of shimmering and bright colors, blue, green, yellow, red and pink scattered all over the sky, reflecting in your amazed face. You were happy to be in his arms, being able to see a show of those, with the best view of the city. And he was glad to have you in his arms, the only woman he would truly love in his life.

Five and a half months later.

“Oh baby, I thought we'd be together tonight.” Jungkook said as he watched you wear your pants after you had sex. It was almost nine in the evening, and you were late for the party that was taking place in the Greek university fraternity, to which your two best friends had called you. It had been almost half a year since you was in college and you had never been interested in going to any of the parties, you were always too busy studying or having sex with Jungkook to care about frat parties.

“I have to go, I can not unseal with Suhee and Becca for the fourth time this month. They'll fuck me up if I do not go to that one and make up a tattered excuse like the last time." You said combing your hair.

"They would not be crazy to do that to you." He said getting out of bed just wearing a pair of underwear and hugging you from behind. "And no need to any excuse, just say that we were fucking wildly on the nightstand" he whispered in your ear before biting your earlobe, making your whole body tingle.

You never tired of that, of that energy and fire between the two of you, never tired of the shivers his whispers caused you and never tired of how his touch with rough hands were soft on your skin. Your friends and parents were wrong. When you entered college and found yourself surrounded by gorgeous, hot men, you didn’t think about how good they would be in bed, you actually thought about how you would spend almost 10 hours a day away from Jungkook. It took a few months for you to get accustomed to looking sideways in class and not seeing him there, tapping his pen on the table just so you would stop paying attention to the teacher and give him a little attention. Your parents and friends were wrong, every day that you spent at that university surrounded by all those boys, you fell in love with Jungkook even more and missed him all the time.

And even if the two of you lived in the same house, even if you slept every night together, you felt like it was not enough, you loved him too much and needed him more and more. If before you had doubts about accepting his marriage proposal, today you had no more.

“Please, baby. We spend the whole week away, today is Friday, you should spend the night with me, so I can take care you.”

“As much as I want you to put me face down on this nighstand and fuck me until I do not feel my legs, I can not cancel with them again, they're my friends.”

“All right, okay. Do you want me to take you there?”

“I would love, I don’t think I can wait for a taxi. I'm already quite late.”

"I'll get dressed, we can leave in 5 minutes if you want," he said as he walked away, piking his clothes off the floor.

"I'll just get my jacket …"

"In the hallway." He said laughing, making her remember that it was a matter of seconds when his eyes hit yours as he left the room and you finish climbing the stairs, so that you would start taking off your clothes as you walked towards him, he would pick you up on his lap and throw you on the bed. When you opened the door you were startled to see Hoseok there with a playful smile on his face, with your shirt, pants, jacket, and heels in his hands. You thanked him with a smile, grabbed your clothes and he walked towards his room.

A short time later Jungkook was stopping the car in front of the two-story house that had a fountain in front on the campus where the party was going.

“Be careful. These places are not very safe for girls, especially the pretty ones.” He frowned, staring at the house through the glass of the passenger window. "Call me when you want to leave, and I'll find you."

"Okay, I'll be careful."

"If something happens …"

"I'm going to be fine, my love, do not worry, my boyfriend is from a gang, have you forgotten?" You smiled at him, who returned.

"That's my girl, I love you."

"I love you more." You whispered giving him a kiss before jumping out of the car.

“I doubt it.” He said to himself before driving away.

The house was really big. After passing through the fountain, you walked inside the house, hesitant to enter, was very full and had been for a long time that you had gone to a party alone, most of the time Jungkook always had his arm around your waist, shielding you from any kind of harassment that drunken or sober men tried. You took a deep breath before you entered, squeezed by the wave of newly grown adults who were attending the party, lurking until you got to what appeared to be the living room, which was large and there was more room to move.

You saw Becca and Suhee on the left side of the large room, leaning against the wall next to a door, with glasses of drinks in their hands, and both looked to the right side of the room, seeming to stare and inspect a specific boy from a group of five who laugh at each other's jokes. He had his back so you could not see his face, but to have left your friends that way, he should be very handsome.

Taking a few steps, walking only for a little less than three meters, you approached your friends who when they realized that you were there and approached they threw themselves to you in a triple hug.

"You came!" Becca said exaggeratedly, as if she were already drunk.

"I said I'd come."

"We thought Jungkook would lock you in your house again." Suhee said pulling your hand to stand where they were, making you snort uninterested in listening to your friends talking shit about your now fiancé. "I still think you're pregnant, so you feel obligated to marry him."

"I love him, that's why I want to marry him. And Jungkook didn’t lock me in our house." You answered while the girls looked back at that certain boy. "If you want him to notice, you have to put telepathy aside and go talk to him." You scoffed and got a mortal look from your friends.

"We can not just talk to him.” Becca said.

"And why not?" You raised one eyebrow.

"That's Park Jimin, he's the hottest guy on the medical course. I'm in the same class as him, he's smart, funny, handsome, and we mere humans can not just approach a God like that. So we need him to bring his attention to us, we can not go there as if begging for minutes of his life.”

"But isn’t that what you want?" You laughed at the scowl you received from your friends. "Do you want me to talk to him for one of you?" Or are you going to make a treesome?”

"You're no good." Suhee slapped your arm and laughed again. "If he at least looked at us ..."

"Oh my God Suhee, he's looking." Becca said grabbing the arm of her friend who turned at once to the so-called Jimin. You followed the gaze of your friends and your eyes fell on two honey-brown eyes that seemed to look directly at you. He had light brown hair, split in half, fleshy mouth, fluffy pink cheeks. He smiled sweetly, his eyes went down and up constantly and slowly over you, as if he were analyzing. He was wearing a white T-shirt with a V-neck and dark jeans. So his eyes stopped in your face, a shy smile when he saw you had caught him looking at you came from his lips, and he nodded, greeting you from where he was. He seemed to be so serene, and you can not help but smile. Becca and Suhee looked alternately between the two, wide-eyed as you waved back.

His friends were talking about something, but when they realized he was not paying attention, they followed his gaze and saw you and your friends. One of them commented something to Jimin who opened his eyes wide and blushed at the same moment, shaking his head and denying it as his friends teased him.

"Well, at least he noticed (Y/N)." Suhee said drawing your attention, you took your eyes off Jimin and looked at her.

"What?"

"He was flirting with you, (Y/N).” Becca said. "My God, how do you do that? First you hooked the Badboy from school and now the cutest guy on my course. You have some honey, I can’t believe.”

"That honestly makes no difference to me, I have Jungkook so feel free." You said, waving your hand.

"Are you telling me that if he calls you out, you will refuse?"

"Yes, I already have a boyfriend, and I'm happy with him …"

"Heck, he's coming here.” Suhee whispered. You just shook your head and made to get out to get something to drink, when you took the first step, you stopped abruptly when you almost crashed into someone. When you looked up, you saw two red cheeks and a shy smile.

“Hi. You're (Y/N), right? From the physics course.” He said while you were still close. You took a step back from him.

"Hi, yes, it's me. And you're Jimin, of medicine?" You said holding out your hand to him that was surprised to see you knew who he was. He squeezed your hand and gave you another smile.

“Are you enjoying the party?” He asked.

"Actually, I just got here, I was going to get something to drink."

"Can I accompany you?" He asked. It seemed so innocent, you can not understand if he was just being nice or if he was hitting on you.

“Look Jimin, you're very handsome, but I have a boyfriend." You said, wanting to be honest with him and not raising hopes for him. Jimin blinked a few times and laughed.

"Yeah, I know, I always see you coming to college with him, but do not worry, I'm just trying to make new friends, no bad intentions."

"Oh, that's good.” You smiled at him, who pointed to the path, which you should follow.

A long time later, you and Jimin talked a lot while your friends seem to have given up the boy and now they were looking for other boys as handsome as he.

"So, why did you choose physics?" He asked as you sat in the kitchen, away from the mess in the other rooms of the house. You were with a drinking glass in front of you, but had not come to drink even half. You were not in the mood for alcohol.

“I don’t know. I've always liked things that most people do not like very much.” You shrugged and looked at him, his attention totally turned on you, curious. “What about you? Why did you choose medicine?”

“Well, It was not exactly me who chosen, I was forced to choose. My mother is a doctor and my father is a lawyer. I come from a family of arrogant people, so either I would go to court to defend murderers, thieves and other criminals, or I would do medicine and help save lives. The choice was quite obvious in the day.” He replied, taking a sip of his drink and smiling back at her. "Have you been dating a long time?"

“Yeah, it's been over a year.”

“And you're happy with him?” The question made you scowl and look at Jimin, who was waiting for you to respond. You let your head drop to one side, confused as to why he was asking you that, but you supposed he should be curious. So you smiled.

“Yes, he makes me very happy.”

It was nearly two o'clock when you were standing on the curb in front of the fraternity house. You'd just take your friends to the dorm, and had called Jungkook for him to pick you up. A few minutes passed when someone grabbed you from behind, startling you and making you jump forward, turning back with wide eyes, You came face to face with one of the boys at the party, wearing the fraternity shirt, drunk, looking at you with a smile that made your stomach turn in disgust.

“Calm down, you little kitten, I was just going to kiss you on the neck.” He said drunk.

"I have a boyfriend who already does this, I don’t need yours." You snapped angrily at his action. The thing you loathed most were men who thought it was right to catch any girl they saw without asking for permission.

"I can be more fun than your boyfriend." He said walking toward you that started to go back, moving away.

“Oh, I doubt it.” You answered, but the boy was quick enough to hold your wrists and pull you against him, hugging your waist so tightly leaving your arms locked between the two of you, so you could not even move. You panicked, screaming for him to let you go, but the people around you just didn’t want to do anything, even if they saw that he was trying to kiss you without your permission. You turned your face as much as you could, fleeing the lips with alcohol smell of that man when someone pulled him back brutally. You ended up losing your balance and fell flat on the floor, watching Jimin stand in front of you, between you and the drunk.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, Watson? Are you crazy?” He shouted at the drunkard who laughed.

“We were just having fun”

“Doesn’t seem like they were having fun. It seems like you were trying to stick your tongue in her throat without her permission.”

“She would give in one hour or another, they all give in.” The drunk said smiling and your body shuddered, and at the same moment you saw Jimin's muscles tighten and his hands clench into fist. You could not see his expression, but just the way Jimin clenched his jaw showed that he was as angry as his rigid muscles showed.

Before you could say anything or Jimin could do something, a car stopped abruptly at your side, making the tires creak as they marked the asphalt. Soon Jungkook's hands were on your shoulders as he looked worried and confused.

"What happened?"

"This asshole was trying to kiss her, using force."

Jimin answered for you, catching Jungkook's eye as he looked at the boy who had rescued you and the drunk in front of him, his eyes darkened and his cold, intimidating gaze swept over his face. Jeon got up and walked toward Watson, gripping his neck tightly with only his left hand and squeezing his throat, making him run out of air. Jungkook looked him in deep in his eyes as he strangled him.

“You messed with the wrong guy's girlfriend, your trash.” He growled menacingly. Watson struggled to break loose, but it was useless, his senses were too retarded by the drink and he had no strength against Jungkook. So Jeon hit him with a blow to the stomach, throwing him to the ground soon after, watching him cough and grab his aching throat, looking for air. “When a girl says no, you should respect that one, especially if this girl is my girl. If you or one of these college shitters dares to attack her and hurt her, I'll make you regret you whole life.” He said in a cold voice while he stared at the man on the floor.

You had already stood up and stood next to Jimin doing the same as everyone was doing, watching. JungKook turned his back and walked towards you taking you in a tight hug, causing your heart to calm down. So he guided you toward the car. You just looked at Jimin who was still standing there, looking at them both and saying "thank you." He smiled and whispered "you’re welcome."

A few weeks went by and you started spending a lot of time with Jimin and your friends during class breaks rather than sinking into study as you always did. Jimin ended up becoming a great friend to you and they talked whenever you could.

You were in the library. You had a class off so you decided to go study a little. It was a week before the holidays, and your friends were more concerned about their travel destinations than with their studies, which was normal, you were always the most studious of the three. The library was practically empty. There were two or three people scattered all over the building. You were sitting at one of the tables with an advanced Physics book in front of you, in the chapter of Faraday's Law, when you felt a chill making you take your eyes off the book and face the front.

“Boo.” Someone whispered in your ear, making you jump from the chair and put your hand on your chest as Jimin pulled the chair beside you and sat down, laughing madly. You let the air out, irritated by the fright, but laughed to see him laughing too. He leaned on the table before leaning back in his chair and throwing his head back, still laughing, as you watched him, waiting for him to stop. “You're so cute when you take fright.”

"And you're going to look so beautiful when I hit that book in your face." You said smiling, grabbing the book, closing it and threatening to hit Jimin, causing him to raise his hands in defense. “What is your problem? I could have had a heart attack.”

"You're 18, (Y/N), you're not going to have a heart attack at this age. Your heart is very healthy." He said and that made you laugh. You'd been ironic, but because he'd studied medicine, he could not help but make that remark. He said things like that when you joked with something about health, like last week when you said that Becca would die of diabetes from eating so much chocolate and he said ‘she will not die of diabetes, not if she uses insulin’. “I did it again, didn’t I?” You laughed and shook your head, nodding, placing the book on the table, watching him laugh. “It’s stronger than me.”

“Of course, Dr. Park inside you is dominating you, and you're only in your freshman year of college. Next year, you'll show up here wearing a white lab coat, rubber gloves, and a stethoscope wrapped around your neck.” You joked, getting up to return the book you had picked up. “The girls are going to get hurt just for you to check them out.”

“I'm seriously considering graduating in Gynecology.” He said following you through the aisles between the bookshelves, making you laugh.

"That will only make it easier for them to open their legs for you."

“And it will make it easier for you to open your legs for me.” He whispered, making you stop walking and turn indignant at him, wide-eyed and threatening to hit him with the physics book again, making him laugh again. "I'm kidding, passion."

"You had better be, you pervert." You said shaking your head in disbelief and walking back toward the bookshelf where you would keep the book.

"What are you doing tonight?" He asked coming back to follow you. “There's a party in the fraternity. Why don’t you go?”

"I don’t like frat parties. What if I end up meeting some guy who starts chasing me around the campus during breaks, like the last time I went to a university party?”

"Who's that asshole?"

"I'll give you a hint, his name starts with 'Park' and ends with 'Jimin'." You laughed, putting the book back in the bookcase and turned to Jimin who had his hand on his chin and looked up, a pensive expression on his face. Then he looked at you again and shook his head in denial, shrugging.

“I have no idea who this guy is.” He said and that made you throw your head back and laugh, your eyes widening and capping your mouth closing as you remembered that you was inside a library. All the time you spent with Jimin was like that, full of laughter, jokes and jokes. You rarely talked about serious things. Most of the time he would help you tease your friends by making jokes about their love life and the bad choices they have made in their lives. At other times he would offer to help you study and you would tease him, saying that he had no chance of being handsome and intelligent in that way and that he was probably just saying that to impress you, and he confirmed many of those times, but he would laugh. Rarely you were talking about things that irritated one of you and he was closer to you than Suhee and Becca, who now saw him as a friend and not as a suitor.

You couldn’t be more happier.

...

"I'm so excited for Saturday, I can not even believe we're going to Italy." Becca said as she and Suhee packed their bags while you were there with them, just chatting. Vacations would start in two days and they could not be more excited to give a time in the study. “You should come with us, (Y/N). There is still time to buy the ticket and book the hotel.”

"No, Jungkook and I decided to spend the holidays together in Vancouver. Get out of the city and forget about the problems a little, just the two of us."

"I wanted so much that my boyfriend was a businessman, heir of great fortune ... Oh wait, I have no boyfriend." Suhee said as you both laughed at her. "But seriously, I'm glad you're happy with him and your parents were wrong about him not being able to take care of you or make you happy."

“But you know, if it does not work out, there's still Jimin.” Becca said, wiggling her eyebrows, giggling just as she had you throw a pillow over her. “Hey! Violent.”

“You know she's right. Jimin would move seas to take a chance with you. He lied on that day of the party saying he just wanted to be your friend. He just said that because you cut him before he even hit you.”

“Yeah, his eyes glow every time he sees you, and whenever you're not looking at him, he gives you a timid look, gives a passionate smile and disguises when you look back. And every time you're not around he asks about you.”

“Oh, shut up." You grumbled. "Jimin is my friend, and I do not think of having anything else with him.”

“That's because you're blinded by love for Jungkook, but I guarantee that if Jungkook did not exist in your life, you'd see how much Jimin is a cool guy and eventually fall in love with him, and if that did not happen then you're not from Earth.”

“Yeah, but Jungkook does exist, and I don’t want anyone else, so how about we change the subject and you tell me why you're packing today if you're only going to travel on Saturday and it's still Thursday?”

"Because if we arrive on Saturday and remember something, just put it in the bag, duh!" Becca laughed.

You were about to respond when My Chemical Romance's Dead start began ringing, signaling that someone was calling you. Looking at the screen, you saw that it was an unknown number and frowned in confusion.

"Hello?"

"Is this the number of (Y/N) (Y/S/N)?" A man's voice asked. A voice I'd never heard before. You sat on the bed.

"Yes, who is this?"

"This is from The Forensic Pathologist Office." Those words made your heart stop and you jump off the bed, standing up straight away, startling your friends who looked confused at you. Please don’t let anything happen to Jungkook. You thought. “Your number was in the wallet of a man who had an accident with a woman. The documents the cops found were from Michael and Elena (Y/S/N). We need you to do the reconnaissance.”

Fuck.

You stopped breathing for a few seconds before you pulled the air hard and lost your strength, your eyes filled with water, already starting to flow down your cheeks, while your wide eyes stared at an empty space in the room.

You ended up falling to your knees on the floor, the silenced tears falling from your eyes, causing Suhee and Becca to drop their clothes and run to you shaking your shoulders, wondering what was going on. You heard nothing else, only the words of that man ran like a loop in your head.

"Miss, you still on the line?"

"Y-yes." You answered by forcing your voice out. "II'll get there as fast as I can." And so ended the call. Letting your arm fall to the side of your body. It was not possible. That was not possible. You picked up the phone again and tried desperately to call your parents' phones, but none of them answered. You were beginning to panic, you couldn’t control your breathing anymore, it was as if all the earth air had disappeared and you couldn’t breathe. You dropped the phone on the floor, grabbed your hair and burst into tears, unable to do anything else, think of nothing but the worst.

"What happened, (Y/N)? You're scaring us!" Becca asked, hugging you next to Suhee.

"It was ... It was from The Forensic Pathologist Office.” You took a deep breath, able to speak through sobs and tears. “They're calling me to do a reconnaissance of two bodies ... They were with my parents' identities, they were my parents, they're dead.” You lowered your head, crying hard once more as the two other girls panicked, not knowing what to do other than hugging you. “I-I ... J-Jungkook ..” You muttered through the sobs. Suhee understood what you meant and picked up the cell phone lying on the floor, trying to call Jeon for several minutes, but it always into the mailbox.

“He's not answering.” She mumbled. "Why on earth is not he answering? He always fucking answers her no matter what he's doing.” She screamed at the cell phone, visibly irritated. That's when the screen lit up. “Who's Sunshine?” You lifted your head and took the cell phone from your friend's hand, answering.

"Hoseok!" Your voice broke, and you bowed your head, weeping loudly.

"I know, little one. I already know what happened." He said in a soft voice, on the other side of the line. You were broken enough not to even bother asking how he already knew. "I'm coming to the University. Where are you?" You tried to respond, but you could not talk, so Becca answered for you. Minutes later Hoseok was entering the room and taking you in his arms in a strong hug, saying that everything would be all right, and that everything would work out. He said he would take you to the morgue and you started asking about Jungkook, but Hoseok said that he was busy with some things and that he couldn’t be with you at that moment, but that he would find you as soon as possible.

...

"I can’t do this." You said standing at the door of the room where you could see two bodies on stretchers, covered in white sheets. The smell of that place was making you sick. The air conditioner made you shake even more and hug your body, trying to inultiously stop shaking. Your legs did not move and you could not breathe right, your head was spinning and you threatened to faint any minute. Hoseok stood beside you, watching you. He hugged her waist, giving you what to lean on.

"If you don’t want to do that, you don’t have to.” He whispered, looking at your face that stared up at the two bodies on that stretcher.

“What if ... What if it's not them? What if someone has robbed them and stolen their wallets? There is this possibility, right?” You asked looking hopefully at Hoseok. He knew that there was no such possibility, he knew that it was his parents who were on those stretchers, and if it was with other people, he would have told the truth naked and raw, but with you it was different, he was unable to be cruel to you, and he knew exactly why. Then he smiled and nodded, saying yes, and you smiled at him. You looked forward and took a deep breath walking toward the stretchers.

Hoseok didn’t leave your side for a second. He took a good look at you before nodding to the coroner to lift the cloths. As soon as the doctor made the move, uncovering the face of those on the stretcher, you gasped and burst into tears as you saw your parents there. Both had small cuts on their faces, their skins were colorless, and their lips were purplish. You threw yourself against Hoseok's chest and he hugged you as hard as he could. The coroner topped off the bodies once more, having confirmation that those were actually Michael and Elena (Y/S/N).

You had no strength to even move.

“They are dead.” You whimpered against Hoseok's chest. He sighed and bent down a little, passing one arm beneath your legs and carrying you out of the room. He didn’t say anything, he had nothing to say.

As soon as you got home, you called your sister who was at her house in London. Brooklin said through sobs that she would be there the next morning. The rest of the day, you stayed in your room trying to think of what to do, but the pain in your chest was stronger and you could not do anything but cry for your loss. Hoseok in a certain part of the day, brought cookies and milk that you refused to eat saying that you were not hungry. He said you would not have to worry about anything, because he was taking care of everything, about the funeral and the burial.

You asked him again about Jungkook and he said he didn’t know where he was. Later, after five o'clock, Taehyung, Namjoon, Yoongi and Jin appeared and stayed in the room with you next to Hoseok, only hearing you cry and trying to cheer you up a little, because seeing you that way left them with broken hearts.

"Where the fuck is Jungkook?" Jin asked Hoseok as soon as you slept surrounded by them. "The parents of the woman he loves die and he did not even answer her calls."

“He's investigating.” he whispered as he stroked her hair, so asleep that even sobbed. "Apparently the accident was not an accident."

"You mean someone could have killed her parents?" Taehyung asked, taking care not to raise his voice.

"It would not be a surprise. We have many enemies. If they can not reach (Y/N) who is always surrounded by us, they go after the people she loves." Yoongi said. "There is no better way than this to achieve Jungkook."

“Jeon has made it clear to all of us and to the world that he doesn’t care about the people around (Y/N), he only cares for her. That doesn’t make sense.” Namjoon said on the edge of the bed.

“Yes, it does. Jungkook hates when she cries. He would do anything for her, and he made sure that whoever made her cry would know the darkest part of him, and you know that.” Hoseok said without taking his eyes off you, which now seemed so much calmer. "(Y/N) is his weak spot, if anything hits her, it hits him as well. He's going to kill everyone who's involved in this, and if those responsible are from some rival gang, he's going to start a war, and we're going to destroy whoever made our girl cry.”

…

A little later the boys were all asleep when you woke up surrounded by them. You felt awful, as if the world had fallen on your back, and you did not have the strength to hold on and fell face down. You looked sideways seeing that Hoseok was lying on your left side, Taehyung on your right side and Yoongi flat on your feet. Jin was asleep in the armchair and Namjoon was on the floor at his feet, anchoring his back on the older man's legs. Looking at the clock on the table next to the bed, it was already past midnight, and you had not seen Jungkook yet. You managed to get off the bed over Taehyung, trying to be as slow and smooth as possible not to wake any of the boys.

You reached for some blankets that you had tucked into your wardrobe and managed to cover each of them, the night was cold and you did not want them to catch a cold. Even if your world was crumbling, you could still take care of your friends.

You picked up the cell phone on top of the dresser and saw that there were missing calls, but they were from Suhee, Becca, and Jimin, but nothing from Jungkook, not even a message. You answered all three, saying that you were home, and that you would talk to them as soon as you felt better. You did not want to make them even more worried than they should be. You sighed and left the room, closing the door behind you gently, down the stairs.

As soon as you stepped on the last step, the door to the living room opened and Jungkook stepped inside carrying his jacket in his hand. When his gaze hit you, and he saw your state, puffy eyes, red nose and messy hair, he froze, just like you. He wanted to hold you, wanted to comfort you, but he couldn’t, not after what he'd done to you.

“My parents died." You whispered, not sure whether he knew it or not. He just nodded and closed the door behind him, unable to make eye contact with you.

"I know."

"Where were you?"

"Solving some things."

"Hoseok took me to do the recon." You said taking a step toward him, finally managing to move. He nodded again, placing one of his hands in the pocket of his pants.

"I know, I told him to go with you because I could not go."

"Why? I appreciate what he did, but I needed my boyfriend and..." You started talking as you took a few more steps toward him, but stopped on your way when you felt the strong smell of alcohol coming from him. "Were you drinking?"

"No."

"So why are you smelling of vodka?"

"They broke a bottle of vodka on my back."

"Oh my God, are you okay?" You asked sweetly, finally ending the space between you, bringing your hands up to his face, which at the same moment threw his jacket down and gripped your wrists, so you would not touch his face, leaving you confused.

"Don’t do it." He said in a cold, aching voice. You just blinked in confusion not understanding what he meant. "Don’t worry about me after what I did."

"What are you talking about?" You asked frowning. "Baby…"

"Don’t call me Baby." He raised his voice loosening your wrists and moving away from you, stopping near the stairs. You turned completely lost, watching him grab his own hair and pull them hard before looking at you again. "I don’t deserve your love, (Y/N), I don’t deserve your concern or affection, I swore I'd end up with anyone who made you cry, and now I'm the cause of your tears, and I hate myself for it, I feel like Anytime I could get a knife and stick it in my head to punish me for what I did to you.”

"But what the hell are you talking about, Jungkook? But of course you deserve my love." You said walking toward him and holding his face, just for him to move your hands away again. “Stop pushing me away, Jeon Jungkook. You are mine and I touch you when I want to, do you understand?” You raised your voice, holding his face again, forcing him to look into your eyes. His black eyes were darker than normal, he was angry, angry with himself for what he had done. "You didn’t make me cry anytime ..."

“THAT'S MY FAULT.” He shouted making you jump back in fright. His voice echoed through the house and surely the boys should have awake. "The death of your parents, it's my fault."

"What?"

"That’s why I was absent all day. I heard that his parents had died after a call. It was not an accident. I investigated the car. He was sabotaged. Your parents were murdered because of me, because you're my girlfriend, because you're the woman I love, my weak point, and since they can not do anything against you physically, they attacked your parents because they knew it would hit me, because I swore I'd kill anyone who made you cry.”

"Wait, what? ... what ... How ..." You interrupted him, not knowing exactly what to say. There was too much information at once.

“They killed their parents to get to me, because they knew I'd be upset to see you cry. Blame your parents are dead is mine, because I had the stupid idea to call you out, and ended up putting you in the middle of it all.” He said staring at you, watching you take a few steps back from him, until you're on your knees on the floor bursting into tears once more. All that utopia, all those good feelings you felt when you were with him, were fading and being replaced by those words.

The boys who had heard the leader's shouts rushed out of the bedroom, startled, just to see you on the floor, hugging your own body, crying compulsively as Jungkook stared at you without action. Hoseok stepped past him and hugged you, helping you up. As soon as he looked at Jeon he was sure that the theory about the accident was not really an accident was confirmed.

"You have to leave this house." Jungkook began, making you bury your face even more deeply into Hoseok's chest. "No one goes after you or the one you love if you're not with me. You will not see us again." He said turning to go up the stairs, but stopped, breathing deeply before saying the last thing he had to say. “You need to start dating someone else, so it will be easier for the enemies to see that we broke up ... I regret that I offered you that ride.” And so he continued up the stairs, disappearing into the upper corridor.

The boys were silent, they had nothing to say.

You cringed in Hoseok's arms, crying compulsively, that should not be happening to you. Was God punishing you for deciding to stay with Jungkook instead of your parents? Did God think you hated your parents and that's why he decided to take them away from you? Didn’t you deserve your parents? Thousands of thoughts ran through your head, questions and more questions, but no answers. You had no floor, no air, you had lost your parents and now Jungkook had left you. You were totally lost in a sea of pain, and you did not know how to get out without drowning.

…

The next day, Hoseok picked up your bags he had prepared during the night while you used his room to cry, and put them in the car in the garage.

“Are you sure this is the right thing?” He asked Jungkook that was propped up on the side of the car with his arms crossed, looking out at the street. "You know what will happen when she leaves, Jeon. Your trigger will break.”

“It's already broken. I can’t be with her after that, Hoseok. I love that woman more than I love my life. I am cold, yes, I hardly have feelings for others, but the thought of looking at her every day, knowing that the people she loves will die because of me and that she will cry and suffer for it, it destroys me from inside. I can’t do this to her. I can’t be selfish with her.” He lowered his eyes. "And I doubt she'll want to stay with me after that."

And at that moment, you left the house, head down, shoulders down, and you sniffed as you walked toward the car. Hoseok got in the car and stayed inside with the windows closed, giving some privacy to both of you, since he knew you would probably say goodbye. You thought of passing straight for Jungkook, but as soon as you was in front of him, you stopped and looked up at him.

"It was not your fault." You said. You were hurt by everything he had said, you were angry at everything that was happening, and he had no right to make you suffer even more, not after all the times he swore to make her happy. "It was my fault, I accepted the ride.”

And without letting him say anything, you got in the car and wiped away the tears and asked Hoseok to drive. As Jung's car drove away, Jeon saw the love of his life go away, perhaps forever and that made all the pain he felt, strike his heart, sending him to angry tears that rolled down his cheeks as he staring at the car that was fading away with the woman he wanted to have forever by his side.

He went back inside the house and went up to the bedroom, coming in and slamming the door behind him. The anger he was feeling at that moment was uncontrollable, so he began throwing everything in front of him on the floor, breaking the lamps, knocking over the dresser, placing the bed upside down, until he was sitting in a corner of the room, curled, gripping his hair tightly as banging the back of his head on the wall over and over again.

Namjoon's voice came from outside the door, they had spent the night there, waiting for orders from Jungkook. As he opened the bedroom door and looked inside for the leader, Jungkook stared at him.

“Find Shadow!”

Ride Or Die - Chapter 9 (M)

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