[ A/N: Guess what? I have wholly written fugitive so rapid updates from now on! ✨ ]

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☰ NARRATOR'S POV

─── 10 MINUTES AGO

Jungkook ran to the end of an alley as he hid himself with a gun in his hand and leaned to the wall stopping his breath. His heart skipped a beat when he heard footsteps approaching him from far away.

"The fugitive was here, sir." A policeman took steps after another policeman who was lower in command murmured to him about Jungkook.

Jungkook's heartbeat paced up when he heard the footsteps getting more nearer to him.

All of the policemen were alert as they were in a group with their guns high up to protect themselves in any circumstances.

Jungkook's breath was caught in his throat, he couldn't breathe and sweat started forming on his forehead. His palms were all sweaty as the gun was on the verge of slipping but he gripped it hard closing his eyes.

"Sir, I think he ran that way. Not here." The man pointed towards a direction and all of them turned around going away but glancing back a few times.

Jungkook exhaled a sigh of relief as he got out slowly checking if there was anyone. He took slow steps to get out, but his steps became faster as he started running, but a yell made him go faster.

"He went in that direction!! We were wrong!! The fugitive is there!!!"

Jungkook ran and a man followed him who was faster than the other policemen. He grabbed his neck from behind trying to tackle him, but Jungkook pushed him away and a bullet shot the policeman by mistake which was going to shoot him.

Jungkook turned around running fast to a place as the gunshots were everywhere. He tried to avoid all of them dodging them while the police were behind him.

A crowded street was in front of him as he got in the people behaving like he was one. He looked around with alert eyes hiding his face a little with the help of his hand.

The policemen got into the public as they searched for him everywhere. Jungkook got out of it and started running fast when they saw him and yelled to each other about him running in a direction.

Jungkook's feet became faster as he ran and ran. He wanted to live. Was his wish so hard to be granted for? He felt so painful. So miserable. Should he just give up and die? Should he? These thoughts were taking over him from the past few days, but he ignored it since there was a little him that wanted to live with all his might.

Living was painful, but there were a few little things that made him happy in his life. Getting a toy when he was a child. Meeting a woman that he loved in Erasird. These little things still made him want to live, in hopes that more of them will happen.

He ran and ran as he stopped near a place which was filled with broken cars and cracked buildings. He looked around with wide eyes as this was still new to him. This beautiful place called Molvania.

His mind became alert when he remembered there were police behind him. He ran to a car that felt to be not so suspicious as he fell to the ground behind it keeping his gun beside him. He took deep breaths while panting heavily as he looked down with his hands hanging on his knees.

I need to breathe.

A few moments passed by, and he didn't hear anything. Not a noise from the police made him take the decision of standing up. Although, when he was going to do that he heard something which made his heart skip a beat and made it beat faster than it has ever before.

"JEON JUNGKOOK, YOU ARE ASKED TO SURRENDER YOURSELF AND COME OUT!!!!! OUR AGENT DAE IS HERE FOR YOU!!!!! YOU HAVE TEN MINUTES!!!!!"

The only word that caught his attention was...

Dae.....

He has waited for this day so much. He wanted to meet Dae with all his might, but being a fugitive didn't let him. Without much thought, he peeked from behind the car as his eyes were wide in innocence. He saw her standing there as he immediately stood up, but his eyes widened when he saw how she had pointing her gun at him.

Is she going to kill me? I don't want to. Please.

A bullet hit him as he backed away feeling immense pain in his chest.

All of my dreams were for nothing. All of that wait was for nothing. All that I loved her was for nothing. How can she kill me if she ever did care for me?

Jungkook fell to the ground after taking another one of it as he hid his head in his arm not trying to show what he was going through. He really was going to die now, huh?

I worked so hard to live...

Jungkook's thoughts were interrupted when he heard a cry behind him making him pause. He turned his head a little.

Dae ran to him as she fell to the ground and took his head on her lap and turned to yell to her father.

"Dad, please. Call the ambulance!!! Please!!" She yelled with teary eyes and her father looked at her with a frown.

"Please, someone call the ambulance!!! He'll die like this!!!" She yelled again and Jungkook looked at her coughing blood.

"CALL THE AMBULANCE!!!!"

Her father turned around pulling his phone out dialing a number with a clear frown on his face and his gaze observing his daughter while calling on his mobile.

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Stop the music.

☰ DAE'S POV

"So that's your man?" My father openly asked standing outside the hospital room and I nodded with serious eyes looking away. Yes, my father was so open. At work, he's a serious and cold man, and with me.....this. The hospital smell of medicines and drugs filled our noses as we were standing opposite of each other.

"Her man?!" Taehyung yelled in surprise and approached us.

"Do you see yourself? Gee, you look so ugly." Taehyung muttered walking towards me with cups of coffee since he had gone to a cafe nearby to bring something for us.

I rolled my eyes deciding to ignore him. Yes, my eyes were puffy. Jungkook had fainted then and there which made me cry more. I had thought of killing him, but I couldn't. Not with my hands. I was so wrong about myself. My reaction was extremely unexpected....I fell in love with him and now I know what exactly it is. I didn't exactly know what love was...I thought so wrong of it.

I stood outside while tapping my foot because I couldn't wait for the doctor to come out.

"He'll be okay." My father muttered with much confidence which made me and Taehyung frown turning at him.

"You see those abs and biceps. The doctor had to cut his shirt out when I took him to the emergency room for the operation to take out the bullet and damn! There's no fat, but only muscle in there. He can't die." My father shook his head with wide eyes totally surprised by Jungkook's muscular body.

"Really?" Taehyung took a step with curious eyes as he was a guy interested in making abs and biceps.

"Of course. The bullet would have been stuck in his muscle. I am a commander, and I had them in my youth, which I currently don't, but he got more than that. I was literally counting how many packs he had in the room where the doctors and nurses were in a hurry and worry!" My father tilted his head taking the coffee and sipping it from the straw.

"I gotta know his workout routine, or I ain't living without it." Taehyung seriously nodded and I looked at them with a grimace since I was totally weirded out with this conversation. There's a man dying in there and here they are talking about abs and biceps.

"Tell me when you know it, commander." Taehyung showed a thumbs up and did a high five with my father turning around and walking away with him while talking about work out, but the door clicking sound stopped all of us as we turned back around to the operation room.

"We're so sorry to say this...." The doctor turned to me with a panicked expression and fearful tone and Taehyung hurriedly walked to him.

"Did he die?" He asked with bizarre eyes and two cups of coffee in his hands because my father's prophecy wasn't going to come true.

My father approached the doctor wanting to know like Taehyung.

"No.....um....He ran away." The doctor silently said and my father sipped from his straw relaxedly.

"I thought he had stamina and was strong, but actually he's more than that. Boy got a bullet in his abdomen and still had the guts to run away." My father muttered and I immediately turned around with wide eyes dashing away to catch him.

He can't run away again....

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"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Jungkook cursed in pain taking stumbling steps with his hand on his abdomen as he tried to run away but still was outside the hospital standing there in pain with his weight on a tree.

It pained so much because of those wounds. He still stepped forward to go away, but my yell made his footsteps faster.

"Jungkook?!"

No fucking way I am believing in the word love again, and not even going back to her. My trust has said goodbye to this world.

Jungkook ran fast like a normal human removing his hand from his abdomen and behaving like nothing pained but he felt his heart being ripped out.

Don't focus on the pain. Don't.

He told himself again and again as he ran and I followed him, but he was fast crossing a road and a truck went from between us.

"Jungkook?!" I yelled, but the next moment there was no one. He had disappeared from the side street of the road....

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"You shan't be with him." My father muttered as he sighed right after rubbing his hands through his face in stress.

"I know," I replied in a low voice lazily laying on a chair and pulling my knee up sitting in my living room opposite of him.

"He was the man you met in Erasird? I still can't believe it? He's the leader's son? What did you get yourself into, my daughter? How can it be a coincidence that the man you met turns out to be a fugitive of our country?" My father looked up with confused eyes as he had many questions that needed to be answered at all cost and I exhaled a sigh.

"I don't know, dad. I thought I loved him a little, but this love looks too much cause I couldn't see him dying. You're worrying about that thing, but my heart is in its biggest misery right now. What if he hates me for that? This is the only thought that's roaming in my mind..." I looked away laying my head on my knee.

"He can't be angry with you for long if he really loves you." My father was dead serious as his eyes said everything and I looked at him still in a sleepy way.

"How?.."

"I have fallen in love before, sweetie. Your mother angered me so much that I wanted to finish everything and then I was at her house outside the door waiting for her to come out and forgive me when I was damn sure it was her fault in it." A chuckle escaped my lips and a laugh erupted in the atmosphere as I clutched my stomach while laughing with my head back.

"He isn't like this, dad. He's different." I looked back at him with a smile seeing he was trying to kill my stress by giving me examples that I shouldn't worry about him being angry with me. My father was the one who was the most worried about me here.

"I know. But believe me. If he really loves you, he'll try to approach you." I slowly nodded reassuring him and he stood up stretching out.

"If anything happens, call me. I am one phone call away. If he approaches you, tie him up to the bed and then again call me." My father started giving me instructions and I rolled my eyes.

"What kind of idea is this, dad?" I asked while he was standing in the middle of the living room.

"An idea from a professional." My father walked away taking a long yawn since it was night and he was sleepy. He had to go to his house now.

The door closed and a clicking sound took over the silent house as I slowly stood up to go take a shower.

"Believe me. If he really loves you, he'll try to approach you."

Because of my father's words, now I had a hope in my heart that he'll really find a way to me....

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