The room lay ensconced in darkness and gloom, a disheveled figure of a man slouched across the crimson couches.

His head dangled precariously over the couch's edge, while his legs hung on the opposite side. He hummed an eerie tune in his gravelly voice.

His bloodshot eyes bore witness to excessive alcohol consumption.

Abruptly, he ceased his melody and burst into manic laughter.

"Min Y/N... You've got some nerves to cross me..." He hurled an empty glass bottle across the room.

"Fucking bitch!"

Kim Taehyung's heart seethed with wounded pride. Ever since he'd confirmed that Min Y/N was the one who held the key to his downfall, he'd been restless.

That girl had effortlessly planted in his organization, using Lee Taemin, his associate, as her pawn, and had made off with his hard-earned company records.

Reluctantly, he had to admit he was afraid—afraid of the repercussions if he didn't retrieve that file back.

It had only been yesterday when he'd received an anonymous call, accompanied by a photograph of the alleged culprit. Naturally, Kim Taehyung couldn't simply rely on a phone call.

His trusted men had verified it for him; they'd confirmed that the file was indeed in Y/N's possession. They confirmed when they saw her and her best friend, Jackson reading that file recording it diligently.

Even if he was a mafia, he still can't afford to torment his businessmen image to vanish. He needed to plan things .... carefully

Eighteen relentless hours had passed, and Kim Taehyung hadn't closed his eyes in fear. If he did, his empire would crumble.

Ironically, the once-feared Mafia King now lived in the shadow of fear, much like a cornered rat.

He was desperately scheming to find an opportunity to corner Y/N, but to his dismay, Min Y/N appeared to be an incredibly simple and routine-driven individual. Her life seemed to revolve solely around work and returning home.

She didn't even bother with grocery shopping; her brother took care of that.

She could usually be found in one of two places: either diligently working in her office or quietly tucked away in her room, either sleeping or working again. Taehyung's fingers practically itched with malicious intent.

He and his henchmen maintained a Keen watch over her, hoping for that one moment when she'd finally be... alone.

As previously mentioned, eighteen long hours had slipped by, but Min Y/N had never been left unaccompanied for even a moment.

Until...

"Sir, Sir!"

Taehyung's ears ranged with an unknown voice, his eyes were drowsy with alcohol, he was just staring at a wall because of his intoxication.

"Sir! Sir!"

He sensed someone vigorously shaking him, but his intoxication had reached its zenith. He couldn't quite comprehend the words coming from that voice, but one word jolted him awake.

"-saw Mi-n Y/N."

"Who?" He croaked, gradually sitting up.

"Sir, Min Y/N, Advocate MIN Y/N!"

Suddenly, the world around Taehyung froze. His ears became like the most sensitive of speakers.

His gaze remained locked on the wall, but a sinister grin began to stretch across Taehyung's lips. His head tilted back, and from his lips erupted a chilling, maniacal laughter that filled the room with an eerie and unsettling atmosphere.

His laugh was echoing in that soundproofed VVIP room, the man who just informed his had chills running down his spine.

Taehyung coughed slowly as he wiped the slight tears from excessive laughing.

"The lamb came for execution...."

He whimpered audibly as his back was pushed further in that fancy interior wall design. His eyes were lingering over the shredded glass which was in your hand.

"How?" You muttered coldly and pushed that broken glass closer to his neck

"Miss, Miss You see I have no bad intentions-"

"Who are you and How do you know my name!" You yelled despite the outrageous Club music; your tone was goosebumps worthy.

It's been a few minutes since this utterly familiar guy, Jeon Jungkook accidently revealed that he knew your name.

Your senses got alerted when you heard your name from an unknown man, and that too in such place. This place was known as Kim Taehyung's den, dozens of dangerous beings from corrupted politicians to famous ill-imaged celebrated have their way here.

Imagine the chill you will get when a person actually working here knows you or your name.

"I told you Miss Y/N, I mean no harm can we...can we please talk calmly-" Jungkook blabbered in nervousness since that broken glass was seconds away from his neck nerve.

"No" You pushed him further in his place, staggering that expensive winery stand, spilling some on the posh flooring.

Surrounding people were too busy to see Jungkook's tense and yours raged features, everyone here was just ......drunk and wasted.

"How.Do.You.know.my name!"

"God dammit! ...why do famous people not realize that they are famous" Jungkook whispered to himself.

"What?" You saw him speaking something but because of the music, it was inaudible.

Jungkook sighed looking in your raged and cold eyes, and suddenly held your wrist which had that broken glass and turned your hand in a way that it slipped out of your hand.

Your eyes went wide in realization, you did the first thing out of instinct.

Killed his family jewels...with your pointed heels

"Ow, OW!!" Jungkook left your wrist and cupped his bruised area before crouching down to his knees.

"Will you tell me now?" you crossed your hands on your chest and supported your weight on your right leg. the background music changed to a slowed dimmed version of some song, making Jungkook's painful groans audible.

"Shit! Never thought my mentor would hit me like this...."

"The fuck you are talking about!" You saw him standing again with his sigh wobbly legs

"I'm not joking Y/N Noona you indeed my mentor, my biggest inspiration" He stood at a respectable distance from you and continued

"w-what?"

"I'm Jeon Jungkook, 3rd year Law student from Seoul University...."

The name of your alumina university, made your eyes widen

'Were you really that famous?'

Jungkook cautiously came closer to you and indicated you to follow him, you followed him with your guards up.

"You and Kim Namjoon sir are my biggest inspiration, I'm your fan Ma'am ...I've read all your articles, case studies and even twitter post, your advocacy intrigues me...." he spoke with a glint in his eyes on the way to somewhere.

"Kim Ju-Kyung V/S Byun Byun-Jae is my favorite lawsuit of all time, both of my inspiration is battling against each other .... isn't that thrilling?!" Jungkook made you follow in some sort of locker room, where he halted in front of a specific red locker.

He opened the locker and took out a bag.... more specifically a college bag....

"Here....my identity card from college" He showed you a small rectangular laminated card, where you could clearly see a passport photograph of him and his other genuine details.

You were too shocked to even speak

"2 weeks earlier, I got a chance to write a sessional report for my college where we had to do research on a particular lawsuit, that's when I chose my favorite case ..."

Jungkook smiled showing you his front teeth, you slowly digested that fact and looked at him again.

"I....I still don't understand" You foolishly scratched your head, looks like martini was showing effects on your IQ.

"What's there to get? I'm a follower, Miss Y/N. That's how I know your name. When I saw you in the convenience store, I was so damn excited! You even complimented my tattoos!"

This kid was like a bundle of energy, jumping around like a cute little rabbit. This unexpected encounter with your 'fan' was making your head spin. Who would've thought that in this dire situation, you'd come across such an enthusiastic personality?

You held your head making Jungkook panic, he hurriedly opened his bag and took out his water bottle.

"As I said Miss Y/N, I mean no harm"

witnessing his genuine eyes, you finally let your guard down, this kid was really not one of those dangerous men out there--even though he has those tattoos. heck, he doesn't even look any older than 20, the baby-ness was still visible on his face.

Can you trust him?

you want to...though

If he works here, can he help you? Your work would be easier if he did...but you decided not to.

This rabbit right here looked too innocent like Jackson; you can't risk his life with your selfish wishes...

You gulped down the water like you were parched from heat, not realizing when that 1-liter water was finished within seconds, you gave him his bottle back...The thought of getting his help left your conscience...

"Are you okay...Ma'am" He reluctantly chose his words, in fear to offend you in some way

You frowned, earlier he was confidently referring you Nonna but why- Oh

"I should be asking you Jungkook are you okay?" You pointed your index finger towards his 'south' which was assaulted recently.

A huge smile spread over his face; his insight was tingling with excitement ...His Idol was worrying about him .... how magical is that?!

"I'm perfectly fine!"

"Fine" you nodded a little and smiled lightly, feeling comfortable in the air, you stood up slowly....

You looked at his face for a good minute before turning around and walking towards the door, Jungkook frowned looking at you suddenly leaving.

You again forgot your main agenda for today ...

"Miss... Miss!" Jungkook ran beside you, you looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"It isn't my any business but......Can I...."

You crossed your arms around your chest

"Can I know.... your purpose here?" He scratched his right ear

You mentally took a deep breath, you wanted to refrain this innocent being from this Taehyung's eyes, but he himself was eager to know about your plans...

Building up a believable excuse you cleared your throat

"As I said to your friend earlier ......I'm here for fun"

"Liar ...Liar...skirts on fire~" Jungkook smiled mischievously and wiggled his eyebrows

What is happening today? Why is everyone so interested today?

"I can't-"

"Please"

"I won't-"

"Please"

"I said No Jungkook-"

"Please~"

His eyes suddenly went Bambi ....it was really very alluring

You sighed in frustration and sat back on something .... like a box

"The case...your 'favorite' one .... I'm here for that......"

The revelation made his eyes widen in more excitement, Jungkook jumped and crossed his palms suddenly praying?

"Oh, my lord ...what good deeds I did in past life that you are rewarding me handsomely ...Thank you so much!" He kissed his palm and sent a wink upwards ....

"I will help you with that!"

"No"

"I WILL!"

"No!"

"Please Ma'am let me!"

"No!"

If any living being would be passing by through that workers locker room, they would be thinking there is some drunkard fight is going on .... Now, who is going to tell them it's not a drunkard but an Idol and her loyal follower?

Unfortunately, this was only a start of a crazy night ahead......

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What do we think of our fanboy Jeon Jungkook?

If he is that excited to meet Y/N .... What will happen when he meets Namjoon, his other Idol?

One word.... chaos... {Hehe}

Ignore Typos if any

I am very busy nowadays but managed to write an update.... please vote and comment beautiful.... I will update soon....

I lob You ❤️