Author’s POV

The drive to the safehouse was tense, a silence lingering between Y/N and Jungkook. The world outside rushed past in a blur, city lights fading as they moved further away. The uncertainty of the situation weighed heavily on both of them, unspoken but understood.

Every so often, Jungkook would glance at Y/N, his gaze softening as he saw her lost in thought. He wondered if she felt the same dread gnawing at him, the sense that this threat wasn’t just random, but personal.

As the headlights lit up the winding road ahead, he tightened his grip on the steering wheel, silently vowing to protect her.

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Jungkook’s POV

I pulled the car into the secluded driveway, scanning the tree-lined area around us. Namjoon had assured me that this safehouse was secure, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that we weren’t alone. I shut off the engine, leaving us in the stillness of the night.

Y/N glanced up at the darkened cabin, hesitation flickering in her eyes. I reached over, gently taking her hand in mine. “Hey,” I whispered, squeezing her hand, “we’re safe here. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

She looked at me, the fear in her eyes softened by something else—trust, maybe. “Thank you, Jungkook,” she said softly, her fingers warm against mine.

I wanted to say more, to reassure her, but the words wouldn’t come. Instead, I led her inside, trying to ignore the heavy feeling of unease settling in my chest.

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Inside the Cabin

The cabin was small and quiet, with just enough space for a living room, a tiny kitchen, and a bedroom down the hall. Jungkook set their bags by the couch, glancing around to check the doors and windows, making sure everything was secure.

“I’ll sleep here tonight,” Y/N said, gesturing to the couch. “You should take the bed.”

I shook my head. “No way. You’re taking the bed, and that’s final.”

She gave me a playful glare, but I could see the exhaustion in her eyes. After a moment, she relented, a faint smile tugging at her lips. “Fine, but only if you promise to get some rest too.”

“Deal,” I replied, managing a small smile.

She nodded, her gaze lingering on me for a moment before she made her way to the bedroom. I watched her disappear down the hall, and as soon as I heard the door close, I sank onto the couch, rubbing a hand over my face.

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Late at Night

Sleep didn’t come easily. Every sound, every creak of the cabin made me jump, and my thoughts kept drifting back to Y/N, wondering if she was as restless as I was. The weight of the situation—the unknown threat, the possibility that we weren’t truly safe—pressed down on me.

Suddenly, a soft knock on the bedroom door broke the silence.

“Jungkook?” Y/N’s voice was barely a whisper.

“Yeah?” I called back, getting up to meet her at the door.

She looked up at me, a hint of vulnerability in her gaze. “I can’t sleep,” she admitted.

Without another word, I stepped inside, crossing the room to sit beside her on the edge of the bed. The quiet between us was comfortable, a rare moment of peace in the midst of all the chaos.

“Everything feels… surreal,” she murmured, her gaze distant. “It’s like… we’re in some kind of nightmare, and I keep waiting to wake up.”

I nodded, understanding all too well. “I know. But we’ll get through this, Y/N. I promise.”

Our eyes met, and for a moment, the danger outside faded into the background. All I could see was her, the way her hand rested close to mine, her gaze steady, almost daring me to break the silence between us.

Before I could think, my hand reached out, covering hers. Her fingers were soft and warm, and I couldn’t ignore the way my heart seemed to beat louder with her this close.

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Y/N’s POV

The warmth of his hand sent a shiver through me, and for a second, I forgot about everything else—the danger, the fear, the uncertainty. All that mattered was him, sitting beside me, his gaze steady and reassuring.

“Thank you,” I whispered, squeezing his hand. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

His gaze softened, and his fingers tightened around mine. “You don’t have to think about that,” he said quietly. “I’m not going anywhere.”

For a brief, heart-stopping moment, I thought he might lean in, that he might close the distance between us. But then he pulled back, his voice a gentle reminder. “You should get some rest. We have a long day tomorrow.”

I nodded, trying to ignore the fluttering in my chest as he stood up, pausing briefly by the door. “Goodnight, Y/N,” he murmured.

“Goodnight, Jungkook,” I replied, watching him disappear into the darkness of the hallway.

As I lay back down, my mind raced with a million thoughts, my heart still pounding from our brief moment together. Maybe things between us were changing. Maybe we were already too close for things to stay the same.

But for now, I closed my eyes, letting the stillness of the night lull me into a restless sleep, the warmth of his touch lingering on my skin.

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To be continued....