The mansion buzzed with tension as everyone prepped for what could be a deadly mission—but when Y/N stepped out from her room, the hallway fell into stunned silence.
She was dressed like a true bad girl—black combat boots, fitted leather pants, a cropped jacket that hugged her curves perfectly, and a cold fire in her eyes. Her hair was slicked back, her lips tinted with a deep red, and a gun holstered at her hip like she owned the world.
Jungkook, standing by the stairs, froze.
His breath hitched for just a second as he took her in.
Jungkook: (thought) Now you're looking like my wife, (a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips)
Y/N: You ready? (she asked, walking down the steps with a deadly sway)
Jungkook: More than ever. (replied, eyes never leaving her)
Just then, RM appeared.
RM: Hyungs said the cars are ready. We move out now.
Everyone gathered outside. Engines were already running, headlights cutting through the night.
As Jungkook and Y/N stepped toward the lead car, the front door swung open—and there stood Sunghoon, arms crossed, eyebrow raised.
Sunghoon: Where are you going? (he asked, half-suspicious, half-curious)
Jungkook: (didn't break stride) We'll talk later.
Sunghoon: (stepped forward) But where are you going?
Before Jungkook could say anything,
Y/N: (leaned on the car door with a grin and casually said) Picnic.
Sunghoon: (narrowed his eyes) Oh, come on. You guys suck.
Jungkook: We suck at wasting time, (said, already sliding into the car)
Jin: Drive! (shouted from the passenger seat of the second vehicle)
There was no more time to talk.
Doors slammed shut. Engines roared. Within seconds, the convoy faded away into the night, heading straight for destiny.
Rescue at the Drive-Through Building:
Y/N and Jungkook arrived at the abandoned drive-through building where Mr. Xin was holding Mr. Park hostage. Speaking through his earpiece, Jungkook instructed Rose to find a good vantage point and set up the sniper rifle. He also told his hyungs to plant bombs near the building—but to do it quietly.
Jungkook carried a fake bag filled with 1 billion won and walked in, Y/N following close behind. They climbed up to the third floor. The first and second floors were guarded by few unarmed men, but the third floor was heavily guarded.
Mr. Xin turned as they approached.
Mr.Xin: Oh, you're here already, (he said, smirking) And you brought your wife too.
Jungkook: (kept his cool) Take the money and let Mr. Park go.
Mr. Xin: (gestured toward a car) He's already in the car, waiting for you.
Jungkook glanced at the vehicle and saw Mr. Park inside, unconscious.
Jungkook: Here, take it, (said and tossed the bag).
Mr. Xin: (caught it but narrowed his eyes) First, where are your hyungs?
Jungkook: (replied smoothly) They're downstairs, waiting for me.
Mr. Xin: (muttered, as if he knew Jungkook was upto something) Hmm, (then signaled to someone behind him)
Suddenly, another car engine roared to life. It accelerated toward Mr. Park's car and rammed it, sending it crashing off the edge of the third floor.
Jungkook: (shouted) No! Mr. Park!
Without hesitation, he pulled his gun and shot Mr. Xin in the chest. Mr. Xin collapsed, bleeding heavily but not quite dead.
Y/N: (pressed her earpiece) J-Hope, take care of Mr. Park!
Rose had already begun taking down guards on the first and second floors, while RM and Jin rushed in to help J-Hope with the rescue.
Back on the third floor, Y/N and Jungkook engaged the remaining guards. Y/N hid behind a pillar, taking precise shots. Jungkook's gun suddenly clicked—empty.
Jungkook: Y/N! Spare gun!
Y/N slid a gun across the floor. Jungkook caught it just in time and continued fighting.
As they cleared the floor, Jungkook called out,
Jungkook: J-Hope, set the timer!
RM: (his voice came through the comms) Are you sure? Do you need help?
Y/N: (responded quickly) We're almost done. Just two minutes.
Jin: (chimed in) The bomb will explode in five minutes.
Rose: (added urgently) Hyung, you should go. You're injured and unarmed. Get Mr. Park to the hospital. I'll stay.
The hyungs evacuated with Mr. Park. On the third floor, the fight raged on.
Suddenly, Jungkook's vision blurred. He dropped his gun, clutching his head, and collapsed to his knees.
Y/N: (yelled) Jungkook! What's wrong?
Rose: (her voice echoed in the comms) What's happening?
Y/N: (cried) I don't know! Jungkook, watch out!
A gunman took aim at Jungkook—but before the shot could hit, Y/N threw herself in front of him. The bullet tore into her thigh.
She screamed in pain and stumbled. Hearing her voice jolted Jungkook back to reality—but another shot rang out. Y/N pushed him aside and took a second bullet to her arm. Blood poured from her wounds as she collapsed completely.
Jungkook: (shouted) Y/N!!
Fury took over. He grabbed two guns and, with precision and rage, eliminated the remaining enemies in seconds.
Without wasting time, Jungkook lifted Y/N into his arms and ran to the car that had been used to hit Mr. Park's vehicle. Only one minute remained before detonation.
He looked around frantically—but Mr. Xin's body was gone.
He slammed the door shut and started the car. One hand pressed against Y/N's bleeding thigh, the other gripped the wheel. Anyone who got in his way was crushed under his tires.
The building exploded just as he drove out, the blast shaking the ground behind them.
Jungkook slammed the brakes. Rose jumped into the back seat. Y/N was slumped in the front, barely conscious.
Rose: What happened to Y/N?!
Jungkook: (muttered, voice shaking) Shot. While saving me. Call the doctor at the mansion. ASAP.
Rose: (replied quickly) Okay! (then tore a piece of her shirt to tie around Y/N's arm)
Jungkook kept calling her name. No response. Only groans of pain.
Jungkook: I shouldn't have brought you… I'm so sorry…(he was shaking, blaming himself)
The mansion doors burst open as Jungkook carried Y/N in his arms, blood staining both of them. Rose and the others followed close behind, urgency written on every face.
The private doctor was already waiting in Jungkook's room.
???: (doctor said immediately) She's losing too much blood. She needs to be taken to a hospital.
Jungkook: (clutching Y/N tighter) No. Too risky. If Mr. Xin's still alive, he'll find us the moment we step out. Treat her here.
Just then, Y/N groaned softly, her eyes fluttering half open.
Jungkook: (his eyes snapped to hers, full of worry) Y/N, Do you want to go hospital or do it here?
Y/N: I'll stay here... do it here. (her voice was weak but steady)
Jungkook: I don't want to take risk please bear with it.
She nodded faintly before slipping into a haze again.
???: (doctor moved fast) I need to remove the bullet. It's lodged deep. May I rip the pant leg to access the wound?
Jungkook: (hesitated for a split second, then nodded) Do it. Just—be careful.
As the fabric tore away, exposing the deep, bloody wound on her thigh, Jungkook looked away briefly—protective, but trusting the doctor.
???: (doctor warned) This is going to hurt.
Y/N screamed in agony the moment the disinfectant touched the open wound. Her body arched on reflex, but she was too weak to resist.
???: Hold her! (the doctor ordered)
Jungkook dropped to his knees beside her, wrapping his arms around her trembling body, holding her still against him.
Jungkook: I've got you, (he whispered) You're okay, baby. I've got you.
She clutched at his shirt with bloodied fingers, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Then came the moment the doctor pulled the bullet out.
Y/N cried out again, her voice breaking, body writhing against the pain.
Jungkook: It's almost over, (brushing the hair from her face, his voice gentle but shaking) Just hold on.
But as the doctor began stitching, the pain became unbearable.
Jungkook: (extended his hand) Bite down. Take it out on me.
Y/N didn't hesitate—she bit his hand hard, muffling her screams as the needle pierced her flesh.
Jungkook winced but never pulled away. Not once.
Then, her grip loosened... her body stilled.
Jungkook: Y/N? (he called, suddenly panicked) Y/N?!
Her eyes closed, her head falling limp.
Jungook: DOCTOR!
???: She passed out, (doctor said quickly) It's the pain and blood loss. I'm stabilizing her now.
Jungkook's heart pounded as the doctor worked faster, wrapping the thigh and arm wounds with precision.
???: Get me more gauze! Sterile pads! Hurry!
Rose rushed to hand over supplies, her own hands trembling.
Jungkook sat on the floor, holding Y/N's cold hand tightly in his own, staring at her pale face. Blood smeared across her clothes, her lips barely moving.
He looked down at his own hand, now bruised and bitten, and whispered,
Jungkook: I can take all the pain in the world, Y/N... just don't leave me.
The doctor finally leaned back with a sigh.
???: She's stable now.
Jungkook stayed by her side, brushing her forehead gently with trembling fingers, whispering her name like a prayer.
Y/N wakes up and shares a quiet, heartfelt moment with Jungkook:
The room was dim, lit only by the soft glow of a bedside lamp. Y/N stirred slowly, her body aching, her mind hazy. The pain in her leg pulsed with each heartbeat, but it was dull now—managed.
She blinked up at the ceiling, unfamiliar at first, until her gaze shifted and settled on a familiar silhouette slumped in a chair beside the bed.
Jungkook.
His head rested on the edge of the mattress, one arm still draped over her hand. His other hand—bandaged from her bite—lay limp in his lap.
He was asleep, but barely. His brows were furrowed, lips parted slightly as if still caught in a nightmare. His knuckles were scraped from the fight, but his grip on her never loosened.
Y/N: ...Jungkook? (voice was weak, raspy)
He jolted awake instantly.
Jungkook: Y/N?!
Relief flooded his face as he leaned over her.
Jungkook: You're awake—thank God.
Y/N: (tried to sit up but winced immediately) Ah—my leg…
Jungkook: Hey, hey, don't move, (he said softly, gently pressing her shoulder back down) You got shot. Twice. And you passed out mid-stitching. You scared the hell out of me.
Y/N: (looked at him, her eyes welling with tears) I—I'm sorry. I didn't mean to—
Jungkook: Don't, (whispered, brushing her hair from her face) Don't say sorry. You saved my life.
Y/N: (she blinked at him, voice trembling) You stopped shooting and kneeled down. What happened to you?I thought I was going to lose you.
Jungkook: And I almost lost you, (whispered, his voice cracking as he looked down).....I've never been so scared. Watching you bleed, scream like that... I wanted to take your pain so badly, I— (he paused, clenching his jaw)
She reached up weakly, brushing her fingers along his cheek.
Y/N: You stayed here the whole time?
Jungkook: Of course I did, (he breathed, leaning into her touch) Where else would I go? You're... you're my world.
She gave a watery smile, her voice shaking.
Y/N: Your hand is bleeding.
Jungkook: (chuckled softly) Yeah. You bit me like a wild animal.
Y/N: You told me to.
Jungkook: And I'd tell you again. Bite me all you want—just stay with me.
A beat of silence passed between them, thick with love, pain, and everything they'd just survived.
Y/N: (squeezed his hand weakly) You won't leave me.
Jungkook: Never, (said, lowering his head to press a kiss to her hand) Not even if the whole world falls apart.
LATER
Y/N lay resting in the large bed, propped up by pillows. The room was quiet, filled only by the occasional sound of wind brushing past the window. Bandages still wrapped her thigh and arm, and though the pain had dulled, fatigue clung to her like a second skin.
Jungkook sat beside her, carefully spooning soup into a bowl.
Y/N: You don't have to do this, (she said, voice still a little soft)
Jungkook: I want to, (he replied gently, blowing on the spoonful before holding it up to her lips) Now eat. Doctor said you need strength.
Y/N opened her mouth, letting him feed her, watching him closely.
There was something quieter about him now. Like something had shifted.
Jungkook: By the way, (he said suddenly, not meeting her gaze) I saw it.
Y/N: (blinked) Saw what?
Jungkook: The wedding certificate.
She froze for a second… then smiled faintly.
Y/N: I know. Sunghoon already told me.
Jungkook: (glanced at her, the corners of his mouth twitching up slightly) Of course he did. How can he kept himself from not telling you?
A pause followed, then Jungkook sat back, his eyes darker for a moment.
Jungkook: When I dropped the gun earlier that day... it wasn't just the pain. I had visions—memories, maybe.
Y/N: (leaned in, concerned) Did you take your medicine?
Jungkook: I already did, (he nodded) Hyungs made sure of it.
Y/N: Then... do you remember anything? (she asked softly, hope flickering in her voice)
Jungkook: (exhaled) Not fully. Just flashes. Like broken glass pieces. But even if I don't remember everything… I know one thing for sure. (looked directly into her eyes) I love you. And I don't want to lose you again. Ever.
Y/N's breath caught, her heart pounding painfully in her chest. She reached for his hand.
Y/N: I'm not going anywhere, (she whispered) Not unless you push me away.
Jungkook: I won't, (he said firmly) Not now. Not ever.
Later at Dinner
The dining room was warm and buzzing with quiet energy as the everyone gathered around the long table. Rose helped Y/N sit comfortably with a cushion under her thigh. Jin served the food, while J-Hope and RM discussed their business.
Jungkook: (looked around at all of them and cleared his throat) I have something to say.
The table quieted.
Jungkook: I already saw the wedding certificate, (said, meeting each of his hyungs' eyes) I know the truth now.
There was a long pause.
Jin: (frowned first) And?
Jungkook: And I'm not denying the truth anymore. If you are worried that Y/N would be a distraction then you don't have to worry because she never was. If anything, she kept me alive.
RM: (started, his tone serious) Jungkook, you're already under stress. You can't afford emotional chaos. This bond—it can cloud your judgment.
Jungkook: (said confidently) It won't. I'm more focused now than ever.
The hyungs looked at each other. A silent conversation passed between them.
J-Hope: (finally spoke up) At least don't skip your meds again.
Jungkook: (assured) I won't. You have my word.
They nodded. Y/N watched the interaction unfold, but she still felt that Hyungs are not completely ready to accept her and she was getting more curious about the medicine that Jungkook is taking.
Evening at the Mansion
The tension that had gripped the mansion for days was finally starting to fade.
Outside, the sky had melted into hues of orange and lilac, casting a soft golden glow through the tall windows. A breeze whispered through the garden trees. For once—there was silence. Peace.
Inside, the living room was cozy and full of quiet laughter.
J-Hope and RM were on the couch, playfully arguing over a card game, while Jin brought in plates stacked with freshly grilled meat. Rose leaned back in an armchair, sipping her drink, her sniper rifle long tucked away for the night.
Y/N, now able to walk short distances with Jungkook's help, was resting on a blanket spread over the floor near the low table. Her arm still bandaged, thigh wrapped tightly, but her face glowed with calm.
Jungkook walked in, carrying a small tray of hot chocolate—his and hers, just the way she liked it.
Y/N: You're spoiling me, (she teased as he sat down beside her)
Jungkook: You got shot twice, (he deadpanned, handing her the cup) You deserve the world.
Y/N: (chuckled and took a sip) This is enough for now.
They both leaned back against the couch behind them, quietly watching the others. The soft sounds of the group's banter and laughter blended with the calm of the evening.
Jungkook: (glanced at her, his expression softer than usual) You know, (he said after a beat) this... right now... it feels nice.
Y/N: (turned her head slightly) Yeah?
Jungkook: Yeah. No bullets flying. No explosions. Just... you. Me. Them. Like we're normal people.
Y/N: (smiled faintly) Almost feels like a family.
Jungkook: Maybe we are one, (said quietly, surprising even himself) A very strange one, but... still.
Y/N's fingers found his hand resting on the floor, and she gently interlocked theirs.
Y/N: You're changing (he looked at her) You're softer now, (she added) Still stubborn. But softer.
Jungkook: Maybe love does that to people, (replied, eyes locked on hers) Or maybe it's you.
She squeezed his hand, her chest warming at his words.
Across the room,
Jin: (called out) Hey, Y/N! You're lucky. We never saw him this peaceful. Not even after missions.
Y/N: I know, (she replied, smiling) I must be magical.
Jungkook: (muttered beside her, smirking) You're something.
Rose: (raised her drink) To surviving another war.
RM: (added) And to whatever this... weird, chaotic, deadly little family is.
They all laughed and clinked glasses, cups, or bottles.
Jungkook: (gently leaned his shoulder against Y/N's) I don't know what's coming next, (he said lowly) But if it's with you... I'm okay with it.
Y/N: (rested her head on his shoulder) Me too.
Late Night – Jungkook's Office
The mansion was quiet. Everyone had gone to bed except Jungkook, who sat alone in his office, reviewing footage from the drive-through building—specifically the explosion.
He leaned forward, eyes scanning each second carefully.
Flames. Collapse. Dust. No movement.
Yet something felt off.
He paused the frame just seconds before the blast. Zoomed in.
A dark figure in the shadows—too far from where Mr. Xin's body had dropped.
Jungkook's brows furrowed. He rewound and played it again. The figure moved… slowly, subtly… dragging something. It was Mr. Xin's body. It was him. Alive. Jungkook's blood ran cold. He paused the video on the figure's face, just before the light flared—blurry, but unmistakable. Mr. Xin had been wearing a bulletproof vest. Jungkook stood up abruptly, the chair scraping behind him. His jaw clenched. His hand instinctively went to the gun on his desk, but he didn't pick it up. He needed to be sure. He immediately called Rose in his office.
Elsewhere – Unknown Location
A phone buzzed. A gloved hand picked it up.
A voice answered:
???: It's done. They think you are dead.
From the shadows, Mr. Xin stepped forward, the bullet hole still burnt through his suit's chestplate—but his eyes were full of vengeance.
Mr. Xin: Tell our men, (he said darkly) We proceed with Phase Two.
His eyes flicked to a photograph pinned to a nearby board.
It was Jungkook and Y/N, taken from a long-distance camera, outside the mansion gates.
Mr. Xin: Now… we hit where it hurts.
Back at the Mansion – Moments Later
Rose rushed into the office room where Jungkook was. He didn't speak. Just pointed to the frame.
Rose: (eyes narrowed) That bastard…
Jungkook: He played dead, (muttered) He planned to get shot. He wanted us to let our guard down.
Rose: (looked at him) What do we do?
Jungkook: (eyes darkened) We finish this—before he comes for what's mine.
The moon hung low, casting long shadows across the quiet garden. Y/N sat alone, her thoughts wandering—she still wasn't fully healed, but the air felt good. Peaceful. A rustle. She turned sharply. A shadow moved near the hedges. Before she could call out, a cloth covered her mouth. A sharp sting in her arm. Everything went dark.
Meanwhile – Jungkook's Room
Jungkook: (burst into his room, calling out) Y/N? (he thought she will be sleeping)
No response. He moved quickly through the mansion. Her room—empty. The garden—empty.
Panic struck him hard and fast. He turned to the guards at the main gate.
Jungkook: Did you see her leave?!
The guards shook their heads, confused.
Jungkook: (grabbed one of them by the collar) Check the security cameras. Now.
Within minutes, the team huddled around the feed.
A black-hooded figure. A dart. A limp body dragged into a van.
Jungkook's heart dropped.
Y/N was gone. Mr. Xin has laready made his move.
Unknown Location – Mr. Xin's Hideout
Y/N drifted in and out of consciousness. Her limbs ached. Her thigh throbbed painfully—fresh blood soaking the fabric around it. She tried to move but found her wrists bound tightly above her head, cutting into her skin with every twitch.
The cold air stung against her skin. Rage simmered in her chest even as pain threatened to pull her under again. The door creaked open. Mr. Xin approached slowly, deliberately. His gaze was cruel, lingering, a vile grin on his face. He touched her cheek.
Y/N: (flinched, glaring at him) Don't touch me.
Mr. Xin: You're more valuable than I thought, You really are something to him, aren't you? (he sneered)
Y/N turned her face away, trying to spit at him, but she was too weak. Instead, she glared at him, hate burning in her eyes.
Mr Xin: I wonder, (he said, dragging a finger along her arm, pressing down on the injured one until she gasped) how long until your precious Jungkook finds you. Or if he ever does.
He pressed a hand against her wounded thigh, making her scream in pain.
Y/N whimpered, her strength fading fast—but she refused to cry.
Y/N: You can't break me, (she whispered)
Mr. Xin: (chuckled, pulling out his phone) No, but I'll make sure he breaks. You've taken everything from me. Now I'll take everything from you. (he turned the screen toward her, showing a video call ringing. Jungkook's name)
Jungkook's Mansion
Jungkook's phone lit up. Unknown Number. He picked up.
Mr Xin: Jungkook, (came the smooth, venomous voice) Missing someone?
Jungkook: (voice turned into a growl) If you touch her —I will erase your entire bloodline.
When Jungkook saw Y/N—bloodied, trembling—he froze. His world shattered.
And when Mr. Xin placed his hand over Y/N's injured leg, forcing a cry from her lips, something inside Jungkook snapped.
Jungkook: YOU BASTARD! (roared, his voice shaking) If you lay one more finger on her—!
But Mr. Xin only smiled.
Mr Xin: I don't want anything. I just wanted you to see her like this, for the last time.
And then the screen went black.
Jungkook's Wrath
Jungkook hurled the phone across the room, shattering it.
The hyungs rushed in, Rose behind them.
Jungkook: He took her, (said, fists shaking) He took her. And he—he's hurting her.
Jin: (placed a hand on his shoulder) We'll get her back.
Jungkook: (voice was deadly quit) I'm going to kill him. Slowly.
RM: (nodded) Rose do anything to find Y/N's location or Xin.
Jungkook's eyes were glassy, full of rage—and pain.
Jungkook: I just got her back, (he whispered) I won't lose her again.
Unknown Location – Later That Night
Y/N lay still on the cold metal bed, her body aching and her wounds burning. She could feel the dried blood crusted against her thigh and arm, the ropes biting into her wrists. She closed her eyes and focused on her breathing. She couldn't cry. Not yet. She couldn't let Mr. Xin win—not while Jungkook was out there. Not while she still had the strength to survive. Her fingers twitched against the ropes. Her wrists bled, but the pain didn't matter anymore. Footsteps echoed outside the door again. She stiffened, listening. Mr. Xin didn't come in. Just his voice.
Mr. Xin: She's tougher than she looks, (he said to someone) But no one lasts forever. Finish her before Jungkook comes.
Wanna bet? Y/N thought, gritting her teeth.
She remembered Jungkook's face. The way he looked at her when she was shot. The panic. The fear. The love. Sometime later, she paid attention to everything: the number of footsteps that passed her door, the pattern of the guard rotations. They were underestimating her. That was their first mistake. When one guard came in to check on her—cocky, careless—Y/N stayed still, breathing shallowly as if unconscious. As he turned to leave, she surged forward, wrapping her tied legs around his neck and pulling with all the strength she had left. He fell hard. The pain that shot up her thigh was blinding—but it worked.
She kicked the door shut before the others could hear and she reached for the guard's knife. Her fingers were slippery with blood, but she gripped it hard and cut through the ropes. Her wrists were free. She collapsed forward, gasping for air, but there was no time to rest. She tied a strip of the guard's uniform around her thigh to slow the bleeding. She dragged herself toward the vent in the corner, she opened the cover with all her strength and hid their there. No plan. No backup. Just courage. Grit. And the hope that Jungkook was on his way.
Jungkook's mansion:
The room was silent, except for the hum of Rose's laptop and the tension crackling in the air. Jungkook stood over her shoulder, jaw clenched, fists trembling. His phone lay shattered across the room, but the image of Y/N—bleeding, trembling—was burned into his memory.
Rose: (her fingers flew over the keyboard) I've locked the transmission trail. Xin used a cloaked line, but he made a mistake—he didn't disable the audio metadata. I've got a background frequency echo... consistent with old power generators.
RM: Location? (asked tightly)
Rose: (zoomed in on a map) There's a decommissioned water treatment facility—outside the city, in Sector D. It's isolated. Perfect for hiding someone... or doing worse.
Jungkook: (didn't wait) Gear up. We leave now.
J-Hope: (loaded the weapons and tossed a flak vest to Jungkook) You good? (he asked)
Jungkook: (replied, his eyes hollow) No, I'm not stopping until I bring her home.
RM: (patted his shoulder) We're with you. No one touches her again.
Jin: (glanced at Rose) What's the entry?
Rose: (pointed to a blueprint on the tablet) North side has a collapsed wall. I'll provide overwatch from this tower here.
Jungkook: (muttered, loading a round into his pistol) Perfect, We do this fast. Silent.
Mr. Xin's Hideout – Y/N's Side
Y/N had crawled through the ventilation shaft, biting back pain as her thigh screamed. She had no weapon, only the knife she'd taken, and her will to survive. She found a utility closet and hid, pressing her ear to the door. Guards were searching.
???: She's loose, (one of them cursed) Boss is gonna kill us.
Good, she thought. Let him come to me. Y/N gritted her teeth and wrapped her hand tighter around the knife.
Rose: (voice crackled in the earpieces) Three guards at the back gate. One patrolling the roof. You're clear to breach in five seconds.
RM and Jin scaled the back wall.
J-Hope: (set a silent breach charge) Go time.
Boom. A low thud, the gate peeled open, and the team swept in.
Jungkook was first inside. His eyes scanned every corner like a predator, his gun steady, deadly. Jungkook: Y/N, (he whispered under his breath) Hold on.
Rose's View – Sniper Tower
Two tangos heading toward the northwest hall. She got them. Crack. Crack. Two bodies dropped silently.
Rose: (she whispered) Keep moving.
Inside – Reunion Closer
Y/N, still limping, came out from the vent when she realised the path is clear. Her breathing was sharp. She leaned against the wall—then heard footsteps. She raised the knife. But it was him.
Jungkook.
He looked like he hadn't breathed in hours.
Jungkook: Y/N, relax it's me. (he whispered)
Her body gave out, but he caught her before she fell.
Jungkook: Hey—hey, I've got you. (His arms were around her, warm, strong) You're safe now.
Tears slipped down Y/N's cheeks, but her voice stayed firm.
Y/N: He's still here. He'll escape again.
Jungkook: (eyes darkened) Not if I get to him first.
Jungkook guided Y/N into a secure room, resting her gently against the wall. Her face was pale, streaked with dirt and blood, but her eyes still burned with fire.
Y/N: I'm coming with you, (she whispered hoarsely, clutching his arm)
Jungkook: (said firmly) No, (his voice low) You're bleeding. You can't even stand straight.
Y/N: Don't push me aside now— (she tried to argue, but he leaned down, pressing his forehead against hers)
Jungkook: I need you alive more than I need revenge, (he murmured) Please, Y/N. Just for once... let me end this.
Y/N: (lips trembled, but she nodded) Hurry and Come back (she said)
Jungkook: (kissed her lips) Always.
Then he was gone.
Rose: (voice came in through the comms) Jungkook, Xin is moving toward the west exit tunnel. He's armed.
Jungkook: (said, voice ice-cold) I see him.
Down a rusted corridor, Mr. Xin moved like a shadow, gun in hand, steps quick but uneven. He knew someone was close. He could feel it. Suddenly—Crack!
Jungkook fired once, the bullet grazing Xin's leg. The man stumbled, cursed, and fired back—but Jungkook didn't flinch.
Jungkook: (moved steadily, gun raised) You shouldn't have touched her.
Mr. Xin: (sneered, limping back) She screamed for you, you know. But you weren't there.
That was his last sentence.
Bang.
Jungkook's bullet hit him dead in the chest. Mr. Xin's eyes widened in disbelief before his body dropped.
Jungkook: Now I'm always here for her.
Silence followed.
Jungkook returned, covered in sweat, but his eyes searched only for her. He found Y/N still sitting where he left her, her head resting back, but her eyes fluttered open the moment she felt him close.
Jungkook: It's over, (he said quietly, kneeling in front of her) He's gone.
Tears slipped down her cheeks—not of sadness, but relief.
Jungkook's gaze soft yet determined. Without a word, he slipped one arm beneath her knees and the other around her back, lifting her gently into his arms as though she weighed nothing.
Jungkook: You don't have to suffer anymore, (he whispered)
Y/N let out a shaky breath, eyes fluttering shut as she rested her head against his chest. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat lulled her into a fragile sense of peace. A faint smile curved her lips —