jiseo doesn't ditch yoongi for free food with a wanted person because who the hell does that?

"where were you? god, you scared me," yoongi frowns as he shuts the car door and puts his seatbelt on.

"i got bored, went driving around," she lies. a little white lie wouldn't hurt anybody right? she doesn't want yoongi to worry. she wants to forget what happened earlier, act like it never occured because all of this is crazy.

"give your friend a heads up next time okay? a text or call would be nice," he stops for a second to exhale a sigh. "almost gave me a heart attack when i realized you were gone."

"you know what? i'm tired, let's get together another time— tomorrow or something," jiseo says.

"i just bought twenty cups of ramen and you want to fucking bail on me."

"come on, seo," yoongi groans. "i thought we were gonna like— pig out on ramen or something."

"maybe next time."

—

jiseo stops the engine of the car. she eventually convinced yoongi to let her off earlier, which she's thankful of yoongi even though he proceeds to curse her out after the agreement. but really, jiseo isn't feeling it anymore. she wants to go home, take a nap and think about things, about him.

she opens the car door, getting out and checking to see if she has all of her belongings before shutting it and pressing the car key. the sound of the car locking is heard as she slips the car keys into the pocket of her jacket.

the dim lights illuminating the dull looking parking lot with chipped off paint at some parts flicker occasionally. jiseo walks, not really paying attention to her surroundings as this has been a daily thing she's done. getting home late at night, taking the elevator up until the floor her apartment is on.

this is when a hand suddenly stuck out of no where and clasps on her mouth both jarringly and roughly.

jiseo abruptly feels the fear bundle up her whole body, the rush of panic in her chest and the rapid uneven breathing. she tries to yell, tries to scream for just something, but it's easier said than done. her hands grasp around the calloused and rugged skin that covers half of her face with force. the vigorous hold makes her heart beat rapidly in terror as she tries with all her might to pry off those sickening hands.

"heard that jeon kid has been getting cozy with you lately," a deep and spine-chilling voice speaks near her left ear.

"yeah, and you're going to take the blame for his doings," another voice speaks, it's not as deep as the first one.

"his price is yours to pay." a figure appears in a her vision in front of her while jiseo struggles with the strong hold.

"mhmmm!"  jiseo tries to protest, tries to say just something.

the man in front of her smirks as he observes jiseo's effort that's left in vain of struggling out of the hold. she can feel the other man holding her chuckle with delight. "gonna show the kid what happens when they mess with us."

"i wonder what we're gonna do with such a pretty thing like you," the voice that's tinted with a tone of jest gets louder as she sees the man in front of her getting closer and closer. she stops struggling and for a second, she swears she was going to give up.

she shuts her eyes, preparing for whatever is going to happen to her in the next second, but the answer to her scattered thoughts that is filled with fright is nothing. well, not exactly nothing. she flinches as she hears a cracking sound and a few more sounds that are similar to a punch from skin to skin and maybe potential kicks.

she opens her eyes in shock and realizes that she's falling. the concrete ceiling of the underground parking lot that lacks in vividness in her view. the world rushes by in a blur and the pain kicks in as she falls on her back with a low grunt.

she swiftly gets up without any hesitation to see what's going on, ignoring the pain. before she could properly take in the situation, a hand takes her own, pulling her up and away from the scene. jiseo stops both of them and was about to shout in objection but she shuts her mouth when she sees the person holding her hand tightly.

jeon jungkook, of course.

jiseo feels her body rush in the wind as they run, her body jerks in pain from the previous fall. she turns her head to see what the hell happened to those two men hogging her a few seconds ago. her eyes then set on the bloody brick on the ground stained with crimson liquid with the men who have faint footprints on their clothes and bruises on their face that weren't there before groaning in pain.

she doesn't take all the details in as she focuses on the male that's dragging her away from the sight. they run, hand in hand, the soles of their shoes pounding the ground as their breaths waver and the rate of their heartbeats throb inside their chests.

and she thinks, maybe jeon jungkook isn't that bad considering that he basically just saved her ass.