Protect and Serve (JJK 18+)

Jungkook slings our bag on the bed, and I look at it and blush. There's only one bed. "Sorry, I booked one bed, so it looked less suspicious." I nod to him and sit on the bed.

His phone rings and he answers it quickly. I can hear a deep voice on the other end "Report." I listen as Jungkook goes over the situation to his superior. He explains everything in great detail, it was incredible. He remembered every small thing that happened. While with my brain, everything is a frantic blur.

"The man who entered our house is Jung Hoseok. He is 27 years old and stands at 5'10 with dark brown hair and brown eyes. He has no piercings, tattoos or identifying qualities. He only spoke to me the entire time, sir. He never mentioned Emily. He kept saying he wanted to talk to me. He needed me to meet with someone. He openly fired his gun but shot in the air. I believe it was a warning shot."

I swallow deeply as he recounts the events to Chief Namjoon.

"I did an extensive background check on all of our neighbors, sir. Nothing came back on Jung Hoseok. He is a literary teacher at a high school. Was he apprehended?" I remain quiet and listen carefully.

"I see, that's unfortunate. Right, look into it and get back to me. I will keep Emily safe here until we decide how to proceed." He hangs up and turns to me. He shakes his hand, clenching his fist. "He wasn't there when they arrived. They are going to get a warrant and search his house though." I nod and stare down at my hands in my lap. I felt so powerless.

Everyone was doing anything and everything to protect me, but I'm just a burden.

Jungkook crouches down to me, looking up in my eyes. "I told you I would protect you and I meant it." I stare into both of his eyes. He did protect me. He led me to safety and let me leave the house before he did. I was terrified of the situation, but I never thought I wasn't in good hands. He is definitely capable.

My eyes trail down his face and stare at his lips. He parts them and I can't stop myself from grabbing his face and pulling it towards my own. I press my lips to his and he doesn't fight me like I expected him to. I kind of wish he had rejected me. Because the more I kissed Jungkook the more I got wrapped up in the moment.

He breathes deeply as our lips lock. I grab onto his jacket and pull him closer. He leans over me, placing his hand on the bed. I slide my hands underneath his jacket and slide it off of his body. His lip ring clinks against my teeth as I kiss him harder. I reach my hands down and pull up on the hem of his shirt and begin to lift it.

Jungkook's hand shoots down and stops me. He pulls back and slowly opens his eyes. "Emily," he whispers, and I bite on my bottom lip nervously. My face felt like it was on fire and my heart was racing again. "We shouldn't." I almost wanted to whine.

I back away from him and sit further on the bed, turning away from him. I felt like such an idiot. Jungkook comes around the bed and sits near me. "You aren't thinking clearly. Your adrenaline and fear has all your emotions out of wack. You shouldn't do something you'll regret later."

I hated when he was right. I doubt I would regret it, but it wasn't the right way to deal with my emotions. Sure, I thought I was about to die and Jungkook saved me. I think it's normal to want to throw myself at him. But then why did kissing him feel right just now?

"I'm sorry," I mumble and then awkwardly play with my fingers and stare at them. He laughs softly, "Don't be sorry. I got carried away too." My face burns hotter.

"I think you just need some comfort and human contact. Get into bed, I'll hold you while you sleep." I blush harder but lift up on the covers and slide my body down into them. Jungkook pulls off his military style boots and sits them by the bed. He scoots under the covers with me. I turn on my side and he slid up against me.

He was right, again. I just needed some sort of comfort, and this was working. He rests his arm around my stomach and holds me against him. I could feel his chest moving up and down against my back. I was enjoying this physical contact a little too much.

It was nice to be held like this. It was even more soothing than having him just sitting in the room. I found myself wishing a moment like this would never pass. The previous events were unfortunate, but this right here, this felt right.

I don't know when I started to crush on Jungkook so hard, but it was evident now. And what a horrible idea this was. And very controversial. He is my bodyguard and here I am wishing I could turn around and kiss his lips again. I'm even dumber than I realize.