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— “Koo…?”

— “Yeah?” Jungkook turned to look at her

— “Do you really have to go to work tomorrow..?” Ari asked

— “Do you want me to stay?” He asked, running his fingers through her hair

— “Oh, well, I-I don’t want to interfere with any of your plans.. I’ll understand…” Ari looked down

— “You’re not, bunny.” Jungkook assured her. “I can take tomorrow off, maybe we can go out, it has been a while since you went outside.”

— “Can’t… we just stay in?” She asked quietly, before looking up with pleading eyes. “Please?”

— Jungkook sighed. He knew she needed to face her fears one day, but truthfully he felt so bad for her, maybe he was giving in too much but how could he not? They were seperated for so long, and he had almost lost her

— “…Alright, we can stay in, do whatever you want, sounds good, bunny?”

— Ari let out a sigh of relief and smiled. “Sounds good.”

— Jungkook wrapped an arm around her and pulled her closer. “Get some sleep, you need it, bun.”

— After she had fallen asleep, Jungkook sneaked out of the bed, going to the garden for a smoke break

— Ari turned in bed, sensing his disappearance and she opened her eyes

— Anxiety surged through her when the realization hit that Jungkook was gone and she was all alone, again

— “Jungkook?” She pulled the sheets off her and stepped out of bed, unfortunately she tripped and stumbled to the floor

— Was she all alone again? Did something happen to Jungkook? Was she back at the house of horrors again?

— Then she heard it, footsteps

— No, no, she had to hide

— “Ari?” He frowned at the empty spot in her bed

— He was about to head to the bathroom but paused at a sound from the closet, he went to open the doors and he found Ari, shaking as tears rolled down her face

— “No… no.. please..” She whimpered, rocking back and forth

— “Ari.” He called out softly, sitting next to her. “Hey, you’re okay.” He placed a hand on her shoulder which caused her to flinch in fear, becoming increasingly upset

— “No, no! Please don’t—“ Her chest heaved rapidly, her body shaking more

— “Ari, I’m here.” Jungkook pulled her closer into a tight embrace, not letting her go as she fought against him. “Sshh, you’re okay, Ari, you’re safe, I promise.” He hushed as he patted her back.

— Her panicked state calmed as she allowed herself to relax against him

— “I’m sorry, did I scare you by leaving?” He asked, rubbing her back

— Ari nodded

— “Sorry, bunny, I won’t leave without letting you know.”

— Ari moved away and looked down. “Koo…?”

— “Bunny?” Jungkook answered back

— “Do you still love me… even when I’m broken? Even when.. I’m like this..?” Ari sniffled

— “Don’t talk like that, Ari.” It came out sharper than intended. He sighed and stood, holding out his hands. “Stand up.” He helped her up before he picked her up

— “Ari, I want you and only you, I don’t care in what state you are in, hell, even if you were in a wheelchair and paralyzed from head to toe, I’d still want you.”

— “Really..?” Ari asked, wrapping her arms around his shoulders

— “Really.” He gently placed her down on the bed, leaning in, he pressed a kiss against her lips

— “But…” She asked between the kisses. “What if I… never get better?”

— “You will, and even if you don’t, I’m here for you.” He promised, urging her to lay down, and when she did he joined her

— “I love you, all of you. Every single part of you. There is no one else in this world I’d rather be with than you.” He placed a hand on her cheek and leaned in, peppering her with more kisses. “You’re mine, forever mine.“

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frizzle54 · 7 days ago

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Every lead had turned into a dead end, every person he interrogated gave him absolutely nothing useful. It had been weeks of endless searching; he worked his team to the bone, not allowing any of them to rest as he combed out the whole country with a fine tooth comb, and each passing minute drove him closer to insanity. The gangster hadn’t slept, hadn’t eaten — not when he didn’t know if she did.

What haunted him most wasn’t her absence—it was how loud the silence became without her. No soft murmur of her voice beside him in bed, no soft shuffle of her feet on the floors, no more whirring of the hairdryer… and the worst thing? His life had became devoid of any color or warmth.

Jungkook was haunted by thoughts of her, how she was doing, what they might be doing to her and whether she missed him as much as he missed her. His fists ached from punching walls, his voice was raw from yelling at his team that couldn’t give him answers, he blamed them… why couldn’t they work harder? They only had one simple task, to find Ari. They had worked for him for years, they had many more difficult things they had to do for him so why couldn’t they do this simple little task he had ordered them to do?

“Fuck!” Jungkook groaned in frustration. He hated feeling this way, feeling so… hopeless. He tried absolutely everything he could think of, but nothing brought him closer to Ari.

The ring of the phone cut through the suffocating silence of the bedroom, jolting Jungkook from his spiraling thoughts. Who was it? Only a few had his number, Nancy, people from the no entry zone, his men… He snatched the device from the nightstand, noticing the no caller id on the screen. It must be an anonymous tip, it had to be.

“Hello?!” Jungkook answered with urgency, disbelief written all over his face when it registered whose voice he was hearing on the line. Jungkook’s hand trembled as he clutched the phone tighter, like she might slip away from him again.

“Ari! Where are you—“ Her apologies interrupted him and he paced around the room. “Don’t apologize Ari, none of this was your fault.” Fuck, if he could reach through the phone and drag her away from it all, he would do so without hesitation.

“Don’t be scared, you have to be strong for me, okay?” Fuck, he hated this, why did they have to take her? Why? She had nothing to do with this bullshit. “I am working my ass off to find you— all of us are, I will never give up on looking for you, don’t forget that, yeah? I will come pick you up soon.” He assured her, sensing they wouldn’t have too long to talk.

Whoever took her, allowed this call for a reason. Not out of the kindness of their heart, but to taunt him. Jungkook knew how this worked, he had been in this world for long enough to know their tactics.

“Who took you? Are you still in Korea? Are you hurt? Is the person you’re with someone I know?” He knew better than to ask these questions, but they left his lips before he knew it— he had hope, a small drop of hope that she’d give him all the information he needed to go save her now.

But there was a small hint, a hum only heard for him.

This narrowed everything down considerably. It wasn’t a stranger, it was someone he knew, and automatically meant it was someone Ari must know as well.

“Ive been eating well.” He had to lie— he had no choice. Jungkook didn’t want her to worry about him, not in this situation. “When we see each other again, I will make you anything you want. We will celebrate.” He forced himself to smile— even though he wanted to do anything but that. He was barely holding himself together. “Bam is good, but I think he misses you, he keeps looking for you… just like me.” He let out a dry chuckle, it wasn’t funny, none of this was, but for a moment, everything felt… normal. Like they were laying in bed, chatting like the old days.

Bang!

His heart beat drummed through his ears as his hand tightened around the phone until the plastic creaked beneath his grip. “Ari?” he called, panic rising in his chest, only temporary calming as he heard her voice again.

“No, no don’t say that, I won’t promise that. I don’t have to forget you, we will be together again, soon, Ari, please wait for me a bit longer.” He didn’t like that, as if this was a final goodbye, it wasn’t.

His voice dropped to a whisper, cracking. “Bunny… You promise me, wait for me.”

Nothing could have prepared him for what was coming next.

She said she loved him.

The words hit him like a punch straight to the chest.

This normally would’ve been anything he would’ve dreamed of, but not like this. Not drenched in fear. Not forced from her mouth by some evil kidnapper.

And the worst of it, he couldn’t even say it back before Ari’s voice faded away, shuffling sounds being heard as the phone was snatched.

“Hey.” Jungkook’s voice switched, once affectionate and soft, now dripping with venom. “Whatever you do to her, I’ll do to you tenfold. I’ll fucking kill you..”

The silence after the call was deafening.

Jungkook stood there, heart hammering in his chest as her voice still echoed in his head, saying those words for the first time.

I love you.

And then it was ripped away.

He stumbled backward, almost as if the weight of her voice had physically hit him. Then something inside of him just... snapped.

The fury came fast, hot, and reckless, a storm that consumed him entirely. His heart pounded in his chest, every beat fueling the rage that clawed at his insides. His breath came in shallow, uneven gasps as his fists slammed into the dresser. The wood splintered under the force. Over and over, he hit it, each blow more brutal than the last, until the surface was barely recognizable, jagged and broken. Splinters flew, embedding themselves into his hands, his knuckles splitting open, blood dripping freely, but he didn't feel it... nor did he care.

Next, he turned his attention to the nightstand, flipping it, sending the lamp crashing to the floor, the lightbulb shattering on impact. The wardrobe door was torn from its hinges with a loud crack. Jackets, shirts, pants flew from the closet...

But it still wasn't enough.

Nothing could satisfy the overwhelming need to destroy, to punish the world for what it had done to him. Jungkook kicked the wooden frame of the bed, feeling it give under the force, the mattress sagging to one side.

Jungkook's mind was a haze of red, thoughts clouded by the desperate, unrelenting need to make the pain stop. No amount of destruction could fix what was broken. Nothing could make up for the fact that he couldn't reach her, couldn't protect Ari from the darkness she found herself in. He had failed her. And no amount of rage could ever make up for that.

But then he saw it.

A small velvet box, unfamiliar, knocked loose in the chaos, lying just a few feet away. He paused.

Jungkook sank to the floor, breath shaking from all his efforts, a small note attached to it said "for koo' in a handwriting that was familiar to him. "Ari..." Jungkook pressed the box to his chest like it was the only thing tethering him to the earth.

He simply sat there for a moment, bracing himself for what might be in it— not wanting it to make him feel again, so after a few steady breaths he opened it. A ring... Ari got him a ring and he loved it. Jungkook slid it onto his finger and pressed a kiss against the gift she had gotten him.

He will bring her back home, no matter what it takes.

—

Meanwhile, back at his father's estate, the cruel man wasn't satisfied just yet.

"Tell me..." he spoke as he took the girl by the arm.

Jihoon led her across the office until they stopped in front of the wide mirror.

"My son..." he began, voice low and calm. "What is it he loves most about you?"

He didn't wait for her to answer as he stepped away without another word, walking to his desk and opening the drawer. The metallic click of the Stanley knife echoed like a gunshot in the still room. Slowly, deliberately, Jihoon flicked the blade open.

He approached her again, standing right behind her and wrapping his fingers around her throat, forcing her to look in the mirror.

"Your eyes?" Jihoon whispered, pressing the tip of the blade to her eyelid, just enough to feel the sting, not enough to draw blood.

"...Your lips?" He asked next, drawing a line along her lower lip with the edge. Then, Ari answered and he smiled.

"Oh... of course." He murmured, mostly to himself. “Only my son would be mesmerized by something so... simple. He's always been easy to charm. Soft-hearted. Weak."

Then, without a warning, he raised the knife and sank it into her hair, sawing through locks with slow, deliberate strokes. Hair fell in waves around her shoulders, onto the floor, onto her bare feet.

"This," He finally stopped, lifting a handful of the cut strands and brushing them against her cheek, "…will make a lovely little gift. A keepsake. Something to remind him what happens when he gets too attached."

He turned to the guard by the door and snapped his fingers.

"Take her back to the room," he said, wiping the blade clean with a handkerchief as if it were just another chore finished. "She's served her purpose, for now."

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frizzle54 · 1 year ago

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The days were starting to blend in each other, starting to feel the same every morning, and Jungkook found a distraction in his love for sports; boxing, jogging, and weightlifting. The visits of Seokjin and Donghyun helped him, mostly hearing updates on Ari. It was the only way that he stayed sane.

“Mr Kim, why did you decide to visit the victim’s home today?” The news journalist asked, her voice muffled out by the prisoners chatting around them. The dining hall was filled to the brim.

“I trust that a visit from the mayor would offer them substantial support, reassuring them of their collective strength in facing this challenge.”

That voice… sounded familiar.

Jungkook looked up, seeing the familiar face of his corrupt partner in crime, standing in front of a family home, dressed formally with a polite smile on his face.

Namjoon then excused himself, before knocking on the family’s door, the door opened. It was far away but Jungkook could see…

Haneul.

“What…” He gritted his teeth, his heart pounding in his chest. No, he wasn’t where he thought he was, why was he there, why was he visiting Ari, what was he going to do to her, why was he doing this? Unfortunately for the gangster, the shot returned to the female journalist, who summarized what previously happened; the poor ‘victim’ (a word that Jungkook strongly disagreed with, the news had no idea what a true victim of his would be), who was kidnapped by the country’s top criminal at a bank, who was then ‘forced’ to stay with the mobster, before she was rescued from his lavish mansion (the channel played footage of the arrest) before ending with a photo of…

Ari and him.

A series of cusses left his lips as he sprung from his seat, the chair tipping back and falling with a clash, followed by the noise of his fists banging down onto the table in front of him, the dinnerware clattering as he did.

Anything he could find his hands on got demolished, the chair that had been knocked over, any cup and plate he could get his hands on, pieces of furniture flew through the air— until he was stopped by multiple guards who struggled to keep him in check.

“I need out. I need the fuck out! Ari— Get the fuck off me!” The mobster resisted with all his might, before he was thrown into the isolation cell, and the door was slammed, leaving him in silence. Normally, he wouldn’t have cared, knowing they wanted him to go crazy and lose his mind in this mini prison, but today he couldn’t stand dealing with his thoughts on his own. The image of the two was on his mind permanently, everytime he tried to drift his thoughts away from it, it popped up again, sending him in a frenzy.

—

“I will be out here, today. I don’t care how you will do it, but get it done.” That was all Jungkook had to say to Donghyun when they met the following day, before he left the visitation room.

And his trusted right hand did as he was told. Jungkook didn’t know how he did it or managed to, but he got him out that same night, in the depths of the night.

He was a free man.

He was going to see her again.

It was strange, he felt strangely… giddy about it; unable to sit still as Donghyun drove him to their destination (the GPS alerting them that it would only be a mere 20 more minutes on their 1 hour journey), heart pacing against his chest, butterflies in his stomach, and a smile almost tugging on his lips.

Shit, how did she manage to make him feel weak if she was nowhere near him?

“We won’t be able to stick around for too long, so make it quick.” His right hand commented, snapping Jungkook out of his thoughts. “Security is tight. Anything suspicious and they’d be triggered.”

“Yeah.” Jungkook responded, glancing out of the window.

“She might be scared to go with you. Her parents have been investing a lot in that therapist she’s going to, so don’t be surprised if they scared her straight. Don’t really see her get to leave the house much either.” Donghyun warned him, they had to get Ari out in mere minutes, if force had to be used, so be it.

“Did you do any research on that therapist?”

“They are specialized in kidnapping cases and Stockholm syndrome clients.” Donghyun answered. “Worked with many big names and has been doing this work for more than ten years.”

Jungkook scoffed. “Stockholm syndrome? That’s what they think, huh?“ He chuckled, opening the dashboard to look for a quick smoke before they’d arrive.

"Ari… Mom and dad are sorry for arguing in front of you that one day." The girl’s mother apologized. “I promise it has nothing to do with you, it was just a bad day for us all and we really didn’t mean to do that.”

“That’s right.” Haneul agreed, looking over at his daughter. “We will never fight like that in front of you ever again.”

“Oh, before I forget! Chanwoo called earlier, he was wondering if you’d like to go out together?” The woman suggested with an excited smile. “Ari, Chanwoo is such a sweetheart. Why don’t you give him another chance? You know, I think he never stopped liking you… The weather will be lovely tomorrow, what do you think? Should I tell him you’d love to go?”

“… That won’t do. You should tell him she’s busy tomorrow… oh, and taken.”

A scream left the mother’s lips as she made eye contact with the man who stood in the middle of their living room. The man of the household jumped up, at which Jungkook shook his head, before he pulled a weapon out of his pocket.

“Relax. Don’t do anything stupid, old man. It’s loaded and ready, so you better stay right where you are.” Jungkook waved the gun around, before pointing it at a bottle on the kitchen counter, penetrating it with the bullet, the glass shattering upon impact. “Got it? Don’t test out how good I am with aiming, because you’ll lose that bet.” Finally, his eyes landed at Ari. She looked… different, slimmer.

“Please, please, don’t hurt us, if you want to hurt any of us, hurt me, please don’t harm our daughter…” Her mother sobbed.

“Shut up.” Jungkook dismissed her pleads, nearly offended by her implication that he was here to harm her. Those people really didn’t get it, did they? They didn’t understand that he had the power to give the girl anything she’d ever wish for… whereas all they could offer her was the mundane life where she’d be locked up in a cage and fed bird food for the rest of her life. Jungkook knew… he simply knew that he would be able to offer Ari so much more than her parents ever would.

Jungkook then glanced over to his girl, before he whistled at her. “Come here, bunny. We need to go, let’s go grab some stuff for you, and then we’re leaving.”

“No, Ari, you don’t have to go to that monster.” Her mother intervened, but to her horror, the girl seemed to gravitate off the chair, but before she had the opportunity to, her mother grabbed onto her arm, digging her fingers into her upper arm. “No, no, you are NOT going with him, do you hear me? Absolutely not! Ari, he has brainwashed you, haven’t you learned anything from therapy? You’re staying here, you’re not leaving, not again!” The woman freaked out, heaving. “Please, Ari, please, we love you!”

“JK.” Donghyun joined by his side, at which Jungkook nodded, understanding the reminder that Donghyun had given him earlier, and he stopped forward.

Haneul was alert at the man approaching them, but Donghyun placed a firm hand on his shoulder; reminding him that there was nothing they could do about this situation and to not try anything.

Jungkook stood in between the two, stopping himself from yanking the woman’s arm off Ari, not wanting to harm his precious girl, so instead, he peeled off her fingers, one by one, before he pushed her away with a firm push, knocking her off her chair.

Jungkook shot a glare at her. “She is mine now, she’s no longer yours.” He then looked over at her father. “The sooner you will accept that, the less hard you’re making things for yourselves.” It was that simple. “I have her now, and I will never let you take her away from me again. That’s a promise.”

Jungkook took Ari’s hand and led her out of the chaos in the kitchen before he brought her upstairs. “Show me where your room is, Bunny.” He silently ordered her, as he let her lead the way, and once they were in her room, he closed the door behind her.

“We don’t have a lot of time, I need you to listen to what I’m telling you, bunny, I need you to pack for a few days, I’ll get you anything you need when we are settled, so for now, just grab whatever.” And while she did, he unzipped the prison overall he was forced to wear, leaving it on the floor as he got changed in something more casual.

Then, he helped Ari with packing, picking up the bag so she didn’t need to, and with his other hand he held onto her hand, picking up the pace as he walked down the stairs, to outside to the car.

#🫐 anon

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