(Bulletproof)
Jungkook walked down the street dressed entirely in black with his cap pulled low over his head. Somehow, that hadn't been enough to stop him from getting recognised by at least three groups of people, even late at night. He just wanted to get home and have some food with his members. He had been sent out by Seokjin to retrieve ingredients, which was probably a mistake. Jungkook was the shyest of the seven and by far the least able to deal with fame and being recognised.
In a way, it was so cool to know that it was the highlight of some people's days to just see him walking down the street. On the other hand, it was weird and incredibly embarrassing to be recognised by strangers. It had been happening since he was fifteen and he was still not used to it. At all. And now he was tired and embarrassed and hungry and barely halfway back.
Unless he took the shortcut. It was dark and the shortcut would be even darker but at least Jungkook would get home fast. He took a right turn into a narrow alleyway and tried to pretend to himself that he wasn't afraid of the dark. A few more turns and he'd be nearly back to the dorms. A figure stepped out from somewhere and it made Jungkook jump more than he would care to admit to anyone. He was just going to ignore them but-
"Jeon Jungkook?" the voice was low and raspy and Jungkook sighed.
"No, it's a common mistake but he's way more talented than I am," Jungkook felt weird lying but tried to keep walking as quickly as possible.
"Nice try." He heard something click. "Hands up." He turned to face the figure, who was now holding something that Jungkook was afraid to recognise as a gun. He was being held at gunpoint. He dropped the bags he was carrying and shakily raised his hands. He liked to think he was cool under pressure, but he had honestly never been under this much pressure before. He had never before had to fear for his life.
"What do you want?" Jungkook hoped his voice came out less high-pitched than it had sounded to him. He was praying for a simple answer like an autograph or a selca, something easy.
"Cash, jewels, watches, rings, phones – everything you've got." Jungkook didn't want to give any of that stuff away. He had bought his rings with hard-earned money; his watch had been a birthday present from Jimin; he liked his phone.
"Can we come to an agreement? I know neither of us wants to get in trouble." Jungkook felt like a child but it was all he could think of. His arms were starting to get tired.
"Oh yeah?" the attacker stepped closer, "How about I take your pretty little face instead? Your fans would hate that, seeing their precious angel all scratched up." Okay, this guy definitely had something against Jungkook. "I'm gonna have a lot of fun making you bleed." To say Jungkook was scared was an understatement. He was petrified. He couldn't move or speak. He could only stare at the cocked gun and the shadowy figure who was his only company in the darkness of the alleyway. A voice rang out in the far distance.
"It is really hard to make Jungkook bleed!" The attacker and the attacked looked at each other in a similar state of confusion. The attacker looked around but there was no one there. "He's got kinda bad circulation so it's probably more difficult than you'd think!" It came from a different direction this time. Jungkook knew that information was true but he had no idea who the speaker was. The attacker looked bewildered and angry.
"What the hell? Do you have a backup or something?" Jungkook shook his head.
"I genuinely have no idea who that is." He didn't know why he was telling the truth since it would be so much easier to scare him away with the idea of backup.
"Okay, Jungkook, that's just rude." The voice was a lot closer now and it sounded a little bit like it was being filtered through something. If anything, this was scaring Jungkook more – not only did he have a gun in his face but there was also an extremely casual ghost somewhere with all of Jungkook's medical records. The attacker shouted,
"Who the hell are you?"
"A better question is who are you?" The voice spoke from directly behind Jungkook and he would have jumped out of his skin if he hadn't been completely frozen. The owner of the voice walked past Jungkook towards the attacker, stopping right in front of the outstretched gun. Although the figure was dressed in an oversized black coat with the hood pulled over the face, Jungkook knew instantly who it was. And he wanted nothing more than to get him out. "You know, I don't think you have a legal gun licence." Jungkook wondered at his ability to stay so calm. The attacker repositioned his grip on the weapon.
"Step back, put your hands up and shut the fuck up unless you want me to blow your brains out," Jungkook's head was screaming at the figure to leave but in reality, he could only watch on as the figure picked his nails casually and drawled,
"Okay, first of all, that's not a nice thing to say to someone you've just met. Second, I walked all the way over here and you're telling me to go back? Again, rude." The attacker looked disbelievingly at him and laughed,
"Move back, now!" The figure shook his head childishly. "Are you fucking suicidal or something?" The figure laughed and Jungkook felt a strange urge to laugh with him; it was that kind of infectious laughter. He lowered his arms slightly.
"No, not suicidal, no," the figure replied.
"Oh yeah? Then what are you?" The attacker sneered, not lowering his gun for a second. The figure let out a high-pitched giggle and turned back to face Jungkook for a second.
"Does he not listen to our music at all?" He turned around to face the attacker and pulled a gun out of his coat pocket. "We are bulletproof." The attacker looked surprised and terrified. The figure stood with such power and control that the attacker dropped his gun and bolted. Taehyung flung his hood back, threw the gun to the ground and ran back to Jungkook, removing the microphone from his face. "I'm so sorry, Kookie, are you okay? Did he hurt you?" As soon as Jungkook shook his head, Taehyung pulled him into a tight hug. "Thank God."
Jungkook was shaken and confused and found that coherent thoughts were eluding him. He sank into Taehyung's arms gladly for what was probably a while. After he had recovered slightly, he mumbled, "Taehyung, I'm fine, let go or I'll suffocate." Taehyung did let go but didn't stand too far away from Jungkook. "Taehyung, what the hell were you thinking? That guy could have killed you! And what the hell were you doing with a gun?" Taehyung raised his hands in defence.
"How am I the one that needs to be worried about?" Jungkook folded his arms. "He wouldn't have shot me anyway. Very few people are willing to actually kill someone when it comes to it." He moved to collect the bags of food that Jungkook had dropped and added, "Oh, you can hang up now if you want." Jungkook was confused and reached into his pocket to get his phone, which had indeed been calling Taehyung for the last ten minutes.
"That's how you knew I was in trouble?" Taehyung held both of the bags in one hand and went to pick up his gun, which Jungkook now realised was a well-made prop. He put the gun in his pocket and started to walk out of the alley. Jungkook followed him gratefully.
"We found an old box of stuff full of music video props, like this gun and this really cool voice-altering mic, so I called you to say hurry up, but I think you answered by accident. I heard you lie and say that you weren't you which is only an excuse you use when you're panicked, so I ran out and tried to find you. Then I heard you drop the bags and I could just about hear him threaten you but I still couldn't find you. That's when I realised you were in the shortcut which Seokjin told you not to take." He flicked Jungkook's head, making him flinch, but then ruffled his hair comfortingly.
"So I'd basically been running around for like five minutes, which wasn't bad because it gave me more time to think of an out-line. Did you like it, by the way?" Jungkook thought back to Taehyung's "We are bulletproof" and chuckled.
"Yeah, it was good. How did you know he was going to give you the set-up?" Taehyung rolled his eyes.
"I was going to be so annoyed if he didn't." Jungkook laughed and looked over at Taehyung, his beautiful saviour glowing in the moonlight. "I'm just so happy you're safe, Jungkook," he said quieter. Jungkook entwined his hand with the other's and they walked in relaxed silence for the rest of the way.
Jungkook opened the door to the apartment to see everyone sitting on the floor playing with various props: a selection of hats, a plastic cake, a remote control car, a fake lighter and other random objects. They turned around and cheered when they saw Jungkook, knowing he promised food. Jungkook was happy to see them all. Their attentions were drawn to something besides Jungkook, who remembered that it was Taehyung. Everyone was staring at their interlocked hands and Jungkook realised that it was probably weird. He also realised that Taehyung hadn't told anyone where he was going.
"Oh wait, did he tell you then?" asked Yoongi. Jungkook was confused. He looked up at Taehyung, who was currently shooting daggers at Yoongi.
"Tell me what?" he asked and he could feel everyone shift uncomfortably. Jungkook was very confused. He repeated, "Tell me what?" Hoseok rolled his eyes.
"That he likes you, genius," he said, probably louder than he meant to. Everyone looked between everyone else, seemingly waiting for something. Jungkook felt his pulse thud.
"W-wait, what?" Everyone was now staring at him, looking more puzzled than Jungkook felt. Seokjin put down the fedora he was holding and held up a hand to silence the silence.
"Hold on, wait a sec. Jungkook, did you not know that?" Everyone else did? Jungkook shook his head in astonishment and looked at Taehyung, who had blushed a deep red. While everyone else tried to suppress laughter, he said quietly,
"Maybe we should go somewhere else," he let go of Jungkook's hand and walked to the kitchen to put the bags on the counter. Jungkook swallowed,
"Agreed." He walked into Taehyung's room and Taehyung followed. He shut the door and they were alone.
"Jungkook, I-" Taehyung started, but Jungkook interrupted him with a laugh. Because this was just too good. "What? Jungkook, please listen, I'm-"
"Tae, you're such an idiot!" Jungkook managed in between giggles. Taehyung looked so confused and Jungkook smiled before walking up to him calmly and kissing him gently. He pulled away and looked at Taehyung's shocked expression.
"I really don't think I'm the idiot here," Taehyung whispered and kissed him back. Jungkook bit his lip lightly before pulling back again.
"I think we're both pretty stupid." Taehyung grinned in agreement and connected their lips again, letting Jungkook push as far as he had always wanted to.