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frizzle54 · 10 months 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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