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Jungkook stood buttoning up his jeans as he grabbed his shirt right after and pulled his hands up to wear it over as his biceps flexed because of the movement. I got up and wore my shorts as I looked at him, who was near the bed and getting ready like he was going to go back. He had taken his shower after asking me about it.

"You're going back?" I anxiously asked and he slightly nodded without looking up at me as he took his gun and I approached him.

"I have to." He finally answered in a murmur and I slowly bopped my head with my gaze stuck to the floor. If he so much wanted to...

He looked up grabbing my chin playing with it slowly and then his hand moved to my neck as he leaned in for a slow-paced kiss.

"I can't get enough of you..." He mumbled in the kiss as he slowly backed away while panting and I did the same.

"I wanted to ask something if I am not invading your privacy...." Jungkook looked away avoiding eye contact and I frowned at him. Why was he behaving like that again, like in Erasird? What happened now?

"You said it wasn't your first time yesterday, so with whom was your first time exactly?" He asked turning back to me and I arched an eyebrow.

"Jin. My best friend. I slept with him by mistake when we both got drunk one night. The next day we both were sickened by the fact." I responded without much thought and his eyes looked amused when I said best friend, but he asked something which made me frown more.

"He's an agent?" He looked dead serious interrogating me and I nodded with my eyes radiating confusion.

His eyes turned in a direction keeping away from me and it looked like he was contemplating about something in his mind.

"The man who entered here was your friend too, right?" He softly asked and I nodded keeping my eyebrows furrowed.

"What is it?" He leaned in gripping my bare waist and started kissing my neck to distract me from the topic.

"It's nothing, babe."

"Jungkook..." I called and he looked back at me since it wasn't a moan, but a full call to talk to him.

"Let's go to a hospital," I demanded with earnest eyes and he shook his head. "You know what? Your wound on the stomach is too much to bear for. I didn't want to do anything yesterday ( about sex ) when I saw it. It would've been so uncomfortable and painful, but your impatient ass didn't listen to me." I pointed my finger at him peeved a little as he rolled his eyes nuzzling in my neck.

"Please. I don't like hospitals....and police...." Jungkook mumbled moving to my shoulder and I pushed him a little glaring at him with a threatening tone.

"You aren't going to say no to this, even if you don't fucking like it."

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The doctor came outside of Jungkook's hospital room as he breathed out a sigh looking distressed.

He looked up to me as he started talking, "That infection would've intensified." The doctor seriously announced that he was done with the man inside the hospital room who was laying on his bed. It took him time to come out of the hospital room, and I was waiting here for him.

"Thank you." I bowed thanking him for treating Jungkook as I had no other words to answer to his sentence. That man is so stubborn. I had to drag him here. He's angry as heck right now because of it.

The doctor massaged his forehead as he walked away looking more distressed. Wait...what did Jungkook even do to stress him so much?

I hurriedly opened the hospital door to see something that I so did not want to see. My expression turned blank then a grimace took over me as I tried to hide it.

"Hi...I am Jungkook....I gotta say this, you're hot." He had the nurse's hand in his as he was flirting with mischievous eyes and the nurse shyly looked down. A man so handsome telling her she was hot was a dream come true. She can't say no to this man. Ever.

Jungkook's gaze turned to me as he looked at me and asked something that irritated the insides of me.

"Um...excuse me, who are you? How can you enter someone else's hospital room without their permission?" He had a sarcastic tone and I rolled my eyes as I gestured the nurse to get out. Yeah, I can't see her in this room more. He behaved so childishly.

"Oh no. I wanted to know her name!" Jungkook yelled stretching his arm to the woman as she closed the door behind, but she had to wink at him once and he intentionally slash sheepishly smiled with his eyes down.

I will kill him. I will seriously kill him. I shouldn't have taken him to the hospital. He must've rot somewhere in the city streets.

I approached him as I crossed my arms and tapped my foot to the ground, waiting for him to talk.

"What?" He relaxedly asked turning to me and I heavily sighed running my hands through my face.

"What was that, Jungkook?" He looked at me then his gaze turned to his abdomen as he pulled his shirt up.

"You see this?" His eyes turned empty and I felt my heart being shattered into multiple pieces. I kept quiet as it hit me hard. I knew what he was going to say.

"It's your fault." My guilt escalated at that moment.

"I had started believing in you, but if I think clearly, you can shoot me even after telling me that you truly care for me. Now, I can't believe in you. The trust is gone, Dae." He turned to the wall looking straight with his blank eyes and his duvet up.

I wasn't going to say a sorry because I did it for my country.

"Then use me." He looked back at me with his brows knitted together as he tilted his head a little in bewilderment.

"What do you even mean, Dae?" His eyes turned irritated and I took a chair tossing it in front of him as I sat on it and slowly moved closer to his lips.

"Use me instead of those girls. I am here. We have slept together once. There's nothing to feel wrong about." I knew what I was saying was illicit, but I couldn't see him with other girls when he had already slept with me once. It felt so not right. I would've kept quiet and let it be in my heart if we didn't sleep together. Because of that one night, I had a hope in my heart that he'd belong to me, and I can keep him if I fight more and let him know that it's wrong killing people. Really wrong. There was a hope in my heart that everything will be alright afterward and I couldn't see him going after other girls and shattering this little hope in me that I was building up.

I moved more closer as our lips got attached and he continued kissing me.

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Jungkook lay on his bed in a sitting position leaning on the headboard as he had a mini table in front of him. He swirled his spoon with blank eyes in the soup as he was so in thought. I looked at him wanting to know what was going on in his brain but kept quiet since he'll be irked again. We sat in the large hospital room which had a sofa, table, television, and vases of plants everywhere. A big window that showed the outside view of the hospital. Yes, it was a VIP one. Very important person.

His expression was blank as he wasn't giving me a glance of his own will. I sat on the chair which had become my everyday activity to take care of him.

"Yes, of course! I am here! I understand!" My dad talked on the phone and my heart stopped beating at that point. What was he even doing here? Jungkook slowly looked up gulping his food and took a glass of water since his throat was dry.

He sipped it, but my next words made him to immediately spit it out.

"Dad..." I stood up as a smile grew on my face. I was happy to see him because I always would be. He made me happy with just his existence there.

I turned to Jungkook with a gasp as I took a tissue because of his reaction of spitting the water out. He didn't know it was my father. He started coughing rapidly while patting his chest again and again.

Oh no, he's going to die like this. This is the end. Those were Jungkook's thoughts. He's a dramatic guy.

"OMG. Are you okay?"

"I am not a child." He enunciated his not and took the tissue wiping it away. His gaze looked aggrieved and his voice lacing coldness replied to me and turned to my dad as he entered the room and not even giving me a brief look, he leaned to the edge of the bed with his hands on it and his eyes were dead serious seeming as if he was here for a negotiation.

Jungkook looked at him while leaning back since my dad was so close observing him like he was a rat in a laboratory for a test to do on him. Jungkook's eyes were entirely wide in surprise as he didn't know why my father was behaving like this.

"I have an offer for you." My dad squinted his eyes and Jungkook vigorously nodded still stuck to the bed's headboard like he was glued to it. He pressed his back against it because of my dad and I gaped at them in shock.

"You'll marry my daughter." My dad was more than serious and his jaw fell down and hit the floor. Ok, it didn't, since he was on the bed, but it still did.

"Eh? What?" I laughed because it was so funny. "Are you seriously kidding me right now, dad?!" I yelled turning serious in a matter of seconds and he ignored me as he was still staring at Jungkook who backed away more.

"You Sirdis directly go to marriage without dating right? So marry her, since I very much know what's happening in this hospital and how you're utilizing my daughter when she's so in love with you." I felt like jumping from the building and never coming back here. My dad was totally exposing me in here. And utilizing? He knew Jungkook was....urghhhh...he knew!.....Jungkook's horny self couldn't stop himself even in the hospital.

"How do you-" Jungkook's whole question was, how do you so much about our relationship?

"I am a freaking commander." My father sassily responded interrupting him as he continued.

"You have five months, and the main offer from me is, you wanna become an agent?" Jungkook started coughing really loudly and I stood up going to the door done with my dad and this world. Everything was happening so fast. I can't with this. I can't. I am leaving this world. It's weird.

"You want it, or not?" My dad seriously questioned and Jungkook aggressively bopped his head as a yes. Oh my god, fuck yes. He would become an agent. He had a dream of it, and after seeing me, that dream boosted. Agents were cool. He'll fight like them.

"But why ask this so suddenly?" Jungkook's tone laced puzzlement and I stood leaning to the door listening to them with a straight expression and my hands behind my back.

"You got that physique and skills. The way you ran from the police for so many days and weren't even caught, impressed me. You dying is a great loss to humanity. I seriously gotta know your workout routine." My dad got to the point and asked what he really wanted to. I sighed and looked away at his embarrassing question.

Jungkook still ducked his head as he was nervous.

"Listen, first things first, you gotta learn the ways of Molvania. The course of action you took of running from Erasird shows how you hated that place so much. And you hate your dad, right?" My father questioned as his eyes softened and his words turned gentle. Jungkook's brows turned knitted as he was confused because of this change in my father, but he gritted his teeth when he pointed out why he's behaving like this in his mind.

"You know it, don't you?" He turned to my dad and my father nodded. What were they even talking about? I couldn't understand them.

"You're pitying me." Jungkook looked down with empty eyes and my dad smiled at him as he ruffled his hair with care.

"This isn't called pity, this is called a help." My dad tilted his head with a warm gaze and I was dead-ass confused in here. Can anyone explain me?

Jungkook slowly nodded with his gaze still down as I stared at him.

"In Molvania, you can't kill anyone even by a mistake and by chance. It's forbidden by law. You'll have to stay behind bars." Jungkook looked at my father with wide and innocent eyes since he didn't want to go to jail. And he can't kill anyone? So he really did a very big crime. He knew killing was in a way a crime, and a wrong thing, but not so big.

"I will tell you more, but come to my office, tomorrow morning at sharp eight." My father gestured him with his fingers as he got up and approached me who was near the door.

He leaned in closer as he started whispering and explaining to me why he did that.

"I know you love him, and I had seen how cried when he was going to die. Now, don't deny the fact that you want to marry him." My dad said and I slowly nodded listening to him. Yes, I did want to marry him. The fact made me happy, but so fast was weird. Even if it's that, my father would've taken this decision because of some circumstances, and I was right.

"I talked to the president...." He mumbled and I looked up at him with wide eyes, since he was like an uncle to me though we weren't related. He was my father's best friend, and I had seen him while growing up every now and then. He didn't have any children, so he thought of me as one.

"He wasn't listening about Jungkook, because of the public. People in our country want him dead because they think he's dangerous. He's a president, and he cares about what people think about him. Of course, like every other president. But in here, I told him about how you went to Erasird and all. I....told him the whole story..." My father guiltily looked at me and I glared at him. I told him not to tell anyone and he did.

"It was important, my daughter." I nodded turning normal and wanting to listen more as he continued.

"He has given permission." My head shot up to him, in surprise, and I stopped a smile from covering my whole face.

"But Jungkook can't be seen to the public for a few months, or it could turn into years. He's a criminal to them, so he has to stay out of their sight. We can make an excuse that he's already dead, and his dead body was found in the lake or something like that. He will be useless if you don't get married to him. Do you think the president will let him live when he just wants to be in this country after killing countless people and without marrying you? Because he has already killed people, he'll get some kind of punishment by law, but in secret. Jungkook should be killed at all costs if he by any chance murders someone again, and do your best to not take him out since he's a criminal to the world. People will get scared...even if he didn't know it was wrong killing someone, I know he'll get a punishment by law because even when not knowing he shouldn't have done that."

I slowly bopped my head with my gaze down. I knew Jungkook was listening to us, cause he was trained. His hearing senses would be sharp, but he didn't react and his gaze was down like he was thinking something hard. He was silently playing with his fingers. His behavior had now become common to me because of which I didn't focus much on it.

My father grabbed the doorknob to go away and work more in his office for me but was stopped after Jungkook's next works. His tone that was drenched in guiltiness and his tiny voice spoke.

"B-But there's s-something that I-I haven't t-told you both...."

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