S A V E   M E || chapter one.

"Be safe princess. I'll be waiting. I love you."

**

"I need a break." You muttered, sitting on the couch in Jimin's apartment. His place was technically yours too, and he didn't mind the fact that he'd be living with you, but you felt like you couldn't pay the rent for your apartment, despite how much money you had. But you and Jimin agreed on splitting the bill and decided to live together.

"Why? Breaking rules are tiring for you just now?" Jimin hands you a bottle of beer. You open it and take a sip before lying back on the couch.

"Maybe. I'm just tired. And stressed." You said in honesty, biting your lip. It wasn't just about your career; you felt that you were slacking lately, both work and at university. And with Jimin making phone calls every so often and hanging out with his friends, you didn't really have anyone to talk to.

"What's up Y/N? You can always tell me." Jimin says, but before you could say anything, you sigh and turn the television on, the news channel on and interrupting the conversation.

"Busan News. Just down the street in busan, at half-past twelve, there has been a robbery at finest jewellery. One watch has been stolen, along with diamonds that have been hidden. Suspects have not been found yet, updates will be released soon."

You take another swig of your beer and look at Jimin. "One of these reasons is this."

"Woah- first of all, you're rarely ever concerned about us being on the news and blowing our cover. Second, you're never this down."

"I don't know- I'm just really tired, Chim," You lie down on the pillow, "Could we uh, do something else another time? I just feel like napping for two days."

"Do I need to get Starbucks every morning?" You shake your head at his sweet offer, "I'm good. I guess balancing robbery and education is hard."

"So university it is," Jimin sipped his beer. He couldn't help but smile at your state. You could have almost dozed off if he didn't continue the conversation.

"I can't believe I want to become some doctor, but look where I am now," You chuckle and Jimin joins in too.

"Why? Are they all asking you what you're doing as some.. hobby or lifestyle?" Jimin continues to question you and you sigh, sitting up and drinking your beer.

"Maybe. I'm just a little scared if my big mouth opens and reveal I'm a horrible person." you admit.

"You aren't a horrible person Y/N."

"What we do is." You answer back.

"Okay- you're right." Jimin puts his hands up in surrender, feeling defeated, "Why have you been thinking about this lately?"

You shrug as Jimin nods, "Gotta investigate this case, then."

You smile at him, "I really have no idea. I'm just scared of getting caught."

"Well- I'm with you too, don't forget that. It's not just you, Y/N." Jimin said.

"Park Jimin, you cheesy asshole." You roll your eyes at his response and you can hear his chuckle.

"I know I am," He smiles. "Your cheesy asshole though. But you know what, let's loosen up a bit."

"Does that mean go to a club?" you look at him and he nods. "That's just your excuse to get laid, isn't it?"

Jimin blushes furiously, "Maybe. Maybe not. I'll always have my eye on a certain someone, though."

"You're disgusting." You set the bottle of beer on the table. But the truth is, you're used to teasing Jimin about his love life, and flirty responses from him. You didn't know his best friends asked about you and he denied that he liked you, but it was so obvious he liked you. You maybe have kept the fact that you had a mutual feeling, and you had also denied the liking towards Jimin. You remembered your drunk selves taking over, waking up in the morning only in your underwear.

Both of you couldn't recall what happened that night, you were just thankful that two bars didn't appear on a pregnancy test.

Jimin was definitely one of the most sweetest guys you have ever met, and you felt that he had given everything to you. You felt like balancing robbery and kills, education and love was too much for you and Jimin understood that, which is why he hasn't confessed to you properly.

"Get dressed, princess, and I'll meet you in the car."

-

"Are you getting drunk tonight?" You asked Jimin, "I'm in the mood for margaritas actually, but maybe a mocktail will do."

"Y/N and mocktails? How rare," Jimin commented. You watched him look through the rear view mirror, and you forget that you were staring at him for a good thirty seconds. Maybe more.

"Like the view?"

"I was just admiring you driving. Good skills." You teased and he places his hand on your thigh. You could practically feel your mind screaming and your body turning hot.

"And I can't tell if I'll get some tonight," Jimin says, "I'll get some shots though."

"Gonna get yourself a girl?" You took his hand off your thigh and smiled up at him.

"Nah. I already have one," He looked at you and winked before focusing on the road.

"Park Jimin."

"I'm not sorry, Y/N."

-

"You didn't give me the money, huh?"

"Sir.. I..I tried-"

"I told you, no excuses!" Jungkook yelled at the man who was practically begging on his knees for mercy.

"Sir, please-"

"Hoseok, shoot him."

"What?! Sir, sir-"

"Hoseok. I said. Shoot. Him." Jungkook sternly said, his eyes fixed on the man who was now crying. His eyes flickered to Hoseok, who had been holding the gun, refusing to make any expression. Hoseok knew that when Jungkook demanded orders, he expected them. He was highly used to the punishment, but Jungkook needed to do what to do; his reputation was a dangerous man, after all.

"I told you everything. You had five fucking months to give me the money. And I get nothing in return? Bullshit!" Jungkook shouts, the man flinching. He didn't even let the man talk.

"Shoot him."

A bang echoed through Jungkook's office, and the bullet goes through the head.

"Serves you right," Jungkook spat. "Thanks, Hoseok."

"Jungkook, you really can't kill people anymore-"

"My rules, isn't it?" Jungkook rolled his eyes at his best friend, and his assistant, and sat down in his chair and lit a cigarette.

"I know it is." Hoseok sighed.

"Please tell Jihee and the rest to clean this mess up. This bastard deserves it." Hoseok nods and closes the door behind him, as Jungkook took a deep breath.

-

Jungkook entered the club and grimaced at how hot and sweaty it felt when he entered. He immediately sat down in front of the bar, and the bartender immediately bowed and recognised him immediately. Jungkook smiled and ordered a bottle of beer, along with a cigarette before paying him some extra cash, telling the bartender to keep the change.

He watched a couple of people walk in, and his eyes were set on a girl. You. You seemed familiar. He recognised your hair, your eyes, despite the dark light.

"Y/N Y/L/N, huh," He mutters to himself as your arms were linked to the guy beside you. He knew you from Hoseok. You had partnered with Hoseok for a high school project and he introduced you to Jungkook, and he remembers your impression of him was that he was some rich jerk.

Jungkook knew you were the robbers who stole at finest jewellery down the street. Jungkook knew you killed people. He knew you were exactly like him. And there was a plan in his head.

"Oh god, who knew a club was busy on a Wednesday night." You mutter next to Jimin, clinging onto his arm. The first person you looked at was the guy sitting at the bar. You couldn't see his face properly, all you could see was his brown hair. You found him awkwardly staring at you.

"I'm gonna sit at the bar," You yelled to Jimin, "You coming?"

"I'll be on the dance floor," He said, "I'll meet you there in a few!" You sat down at the bar and ordered a mocktail and three shots for Jimin, in case he wanted some later.

"Is he your boyfriend?" The mysterious man beside you asked. You gulped, not knowing whether to respond or not. Maybe it was a bad idea sitting here.

"Complicated." You mutter as you take a sip of your mocktail.

"Friends with benefits?" You couldn't help but turn around. Gosh, why is he so nosy? It's rude to assume, right?

"Oh, shit-" You cursed as you finally got a glimpse of the face. "Y-you're.. Jeon.."

"Jungkook." he finished and smiled at you, "You're Y/N right?"

You nod slowly, "U-uh, pleasure to meet you.. sir?"

"Stick with Jungkook." He winks and you give him a small smile. "I know what you do, Y/N."

Your eyes widen, "I-uh, please don't tell anyone." You felt panic wash over you.

"I won't, I promise." Jungkook replies, "You know what I do anyways."

You suddenly take a deep breath, "Yeah.."

"How have you been? It's been a couple of years since I last saw you." Jungkook says, "And you're still beautiful."

You choke on your mocktail, "What?"

"I said you're still beautiful, Y/N. Not used to your boyfriend giving you compliments?" Jungkook teases. Your eyes suddenly flicker to Jimin, who seemed like he was having the time of his life dancing next to some random chick. You frown before turning to jungkook.

"He's not my boyfriend." You comment. Jungkook shuts up after that. "How do you.. know me?"

"Through Hoseok." You put your lips in a straight line, memories washing over you before continuing, "How have you been?"

"Fine. I ended up killing this bastard though." Jungkook looked around. He mutters something under his breath that you couldn't hear and understand. He suddenly takes your hand, away from the bar.

"Excuse me?" You say, hitting his arm. You mentally sigh when you realise he's stronger than you. A lot stronger. "Jungkook-"

"Shush." Jungkook leads you to his car and looks around, before opening the passenger seat door and makes you sit down.

"What the hell are you doing? This is kidnapping-"

"Y/N." Jungkook says sternly. You press your lips together. "Can I have your phone?"

"What?" You look at him, shocked. "What am I? Becoming your slave or something?"

"Maybe." Jungkook starts the car and snatches your phone off your hands.

"Are you serious? Don't fuck with me, Jeon."

"Let's have a little fun, sweetheart."

**

The last time Jimin saw you was two hours ago. He looked in every area, spot, place. You weren't there. He asked the bartender where you were- and the bartender has no clue, except he remembers the fact Jeon Jungkook- the most deadliest, strict and richest man- was talking to you. Did you even make it alive without a gun being pointed at your head?

"Jeon Jungkook? He's a dangerous man." Jimin mutters under his breath. He decides to drive back to his apartment. He has little hope you're there, waiting for him. And he regrets leaving you alone. Especially with him.

Jungkook handcuffs you and helps you walk out of the car into his large mansion. It somehow seemed intimidating, and it was huge.

"Seriously? You just have the decency to handcuff me?" You glance at him as he locks the car.

"I told you, we're going to have fun." Jungkook grabs your arm and you wince in pain. "Sorry, love."

"Asshole." You mutter under you breath. Jungkook hums. you widen your eyes, "I said nothing. Please don't kill me tonight." The last sentence was almost a squeak.

"I won't." Jungkook smiles, "You have been stepping out of line, but for a pretty girl I'll leave you alone." You could feel yourself blush madly, but at the same time, you really wanted to slap Jungkook.

-

Two days.

It was slightly concerning that you had not contacted Jimin back; all he heard was voicemails and he missed your voice. The voice that said 'Hey, it's Y/N. Sorry for not answering. I'll call you back!'. And it was concerning that maybe you liked living in Jungkook's home.

It was quiet, yet cosy. You had found yourself walking around the entire house yourself, admiring the paintings and the huge chandeliers displayed around the house. And you couldn't complain about the big bathroom and having a maid serve you each meal.

You decided to dip your feet in Jungkook's enormous swimming pool; decorated with statues and flowers and everything. You frowned to see him lighting a cigarette from afar and placing it in his mouth. You took your feet off the pool and walked over to him, grimacing at the smell.

"Hey, you." Jungkook's head turns to the voice. You cross your arms. "Smoking's bad for you." You frown.

"It's just a habit. And I'm stressed."

"Well, smoking doesn't solve anything, does it?" You said, taking the cigarette out of his hand. "Quit it, Jeon."

"I can't." He runs a hand through his hair. "Where are you going?"

"To your office!" You yell, "I'm going to through away these stupid cigarette packs!" Jungkook smiled at you. "Thank me later, Jeon!"

"I know." Jungkook replies, grinning.

You also had begged Jungkook non-stop for your phone back. You found it slightly scary that he threatened you if you dare told anyone where you were. Maybe his threatens is what scares everyone the most- but then again, he was one of the most richest and demanding men.

You were sat in the mini library next to the living room, in front of a fireplace, legs crossed.

"What are you reading?" Jungkook plopped on the bean bag next to you.

"A book." You showed him the front cover and he chuckled. You've never heard his laugh before.

"Nice."

"Can I have my phone back please?" You frown at him, setting your book down, "Please- let me call Jimin.."

"Jimin, huh. He must be important."

"He is." Your voice cracked slightly, "Why am I even here?"

"You have yet to know, sweetheart." Jungkook says and takes your phone. "Here. Ten minutes. I'm counting. Jihee should be coming in ten minutes for your lunch."

"Got it." you smile up at him and turn your phone back on. You sigh in relief and realised Jungkook charged it.

32 voicemails from jimin

250 calls from jimin

122 texts from jimin

You sighed when looking at your notifications, all from Jimin. You managed to open them and replay the voicemails.

"Hey Y/N- uh, yeah it's Jimin. Please call me soon. I'm worried. I miss you. I love you, I hope you're taking care."

"Jesus Y/N, where are you? I miss your voice. Call me back. I love you."

You smiled to yourself when you hear most of his voicemails. It felt good to hear his voice again. You called him, and in maybe five seconds he picked up.

"Y/N! Oh my god, Y/N! Holy shit, is that you?" You heard a sigh of relief.

"Yeah, it's me." You said.

"Y/N! Fuck- I miss you so much princess. Where are you?" Your heart was beating so fast. Jimin runs his hand through his hair.

"Chim, I'll tell you where I am another time. Are you still at the apartment?" You could hear a faint 'Yes'.

"Why did you disappear from the bar? The bartender told me.. that he remembers you talking with Jungkook. Y/N, he's dangerous. Don't tell me you left with that ass."

"Long story. I'll explain soon, Chim. But I will find a way to get out of the place I'm in."

"Y/N, please, tell me. I can't lose you. I really can't."

"Y/N, your lunch is ready!" You heard Jungkook's voice. Shit. Ten minutes already?

"Jimin, I really need to go-"

"Turn your location on." "I will."

"Be safe, Y/N. I love you. I'll help you."

"I love you too." It almost came out as a whisper, "I love you so much, Jimin."

"Me too, Y/N," jimin responds, "Be careful out there. I miss you."

"Y/N!" You heard Jungkook's yell.

"I miss you too. I'll see you soon." Jimin responds with a goodbye and you say goodbye before hanging up.

You sigh and walk to the kitchen.

-

Three days.

Five days in total since you've last heard Jimin's voice. You felt like Jungkook's slave. He was constantly telling you to get his morning coffee, acting as if you were his assistant. He was also telling you all the time to answer his calls and say that he was busy. 

You really couldn't tell if he was a nice person or not. He just seemed very demanding. He wanted everything under his control.

"Sweetheart, could you pass my coffee here please?" Jungkook asked and you nodded, grabbing the coffee off the counter and passing it to him. Before you walk by him, Jungkook grabs your waist. Your faces seemed barely a centimetre apart. They were too close. Way too close.

You forget this guy likes to kill people.

"You look stunning, by the way." He whispers and you feel embarrassed, forgetting you were just roaming around his place in a t-shirt.

"I'm sorry." You mumble.

"There's no need to be sorry, beautiful."

-

Jimin's eyes widen when he sees your location, and he sighs in relief as it finally decides to work after a few days. He types it into Google and is shocked to find where you are; at Jungkook's home. It was his place, and it looked so prestigious. There were contact details and everything on the page.

He knew if he even stepped in front of the building, he might have been shot dead already. But Jimin needed you. And he was determined to find you and get you back.

Jungkook never gave you back your phone after that day. He tried some excuses on you, such as, he was too busy to even give back your phone, or a deal. Give him the watch you stole down at Busan Street.

You were a bit taken aback. You had a day to think about it. You didn't know the choices; you could be dead or still alive after tomorrow.

"Hey Jihee," You greeted the polite maid and she bowed at you, taking the feather duster of Jungkook's cd collection.

"What can I do for you, Miss Y/L/N?" She asks, before going back to cleaning the shelf.

"I wanted to know, uh, where Jungkook keeps my phone?"

"My dear, that is too dangerous. My head could be gone."

"But Jungkook loves you," You said, scratching the back of your neck. Maybe this couldn't work. "I- please. I really need to tell someone something."

"Dear-"

"Jihee. Please, I'll spare my life for you if I have to." You beg, closing your eyes.

"Okay dear. Follow me." She leads you into Jungkook's office, and leaves. Luckily he wasn't at home. You began to go around his office, an email open on his desktop. You decided into looking for your phone, but couldn't help but glance at the email.

Hey Boss,

I've got Y/N here. I'm just trying to get the stuff from her. I'll update you soon. I've made a deal with her, and hopefully she agrees.

- Jungkook

You frown and started to curse under your breath. You could feel yourself being distracted. You sigh in relief when you finally found your phone, in one of his desk drawers. You close Jungkook's office door behind you.

"Thank you Jihee," You called. She responds with a your welcome across the hallway. You grab your things from the guest bedroom Jungkook had kept you in. You close and lock the door, before ringing Jimin.

"Y/N! jeez, you disappeared again. Where are you now?"

"Hey Chim, I'm kinda deciding to escape now. Jungkook isn't here."

"Y/N, Really?"

"Yes. Wait down the street for me, I'll be out."

"Be safe princess. I'll be waiting. I love you." You couldn't help but smile to yourself, relieved to hear Jimin's voice.