I am fucked. Literally. Figuratively not yet.

I would love it too, that's what was my plan if I won. Emphasis on if.

I heard horrified screams and cries rung on the battlefield. It's a one-man battle, actually. We are twelve including myself and the other group.

It's an individual game, yes. Even if you teamed up to go against Jeon Jungkook the higher the chances, you will still lose.

The man has murder on his mind as he fires his shots as if he is a Mafia. His stance and cold eyes could fool anyone thinking the same as me. No one should pass his path at this moment, as my dear friends, I am warning you. Beware.

I froze and noticed someone coming my way before the person could turn my way. My ninja skills I practiced came to use. My gun was practically touching my forehead as I got stuck myself more into the wall away from his sight.

Leaning every so slightly to the side, I aimed, if I am lucky, it would hit him. All he has to do is come a little closer.

I bit my lips tense either I kill him before he could spot and kill me. Taking a deep breath, you can do it!

I am also a CIA-trained agent.

Being brave for once, I walked out of my hiding place, directly pointing my gun at the person. He looked startled but quickly recovered, pointing his gun at me too. Too bad he was not so quick, I fired at him.

Another buzzer counting one person down. I looked at the score screen, my name shining with one kill. I squealed yes! My first kill, I did it, all I have to do is hide until Jungkook finds me, distract him and kill him. If necessary, eliminate any threats.

That's the plan for now. I looked at the screen again, Jungkook had killed six already, half. It's like hunger games, with one person down the horrific buzzer goes off notifying others they are next.

I heard footsteps behind me, their shoes scraped on the ground. I quickly ducked down rolling on the ground hiding quickly.

Ah, that was close. Placing my hand on my beating heart, I calmed down. Raising myself slowly, I peeked through the wall above me. The wall was short but enough to cover me.

The bullet whizzed past me, I ducked down again. Jesus Christ! Have they got no mercy, I cried out. I just wanted to win this so I could ask Jungkook to scratch my itch.

Frog walked me up on my way to hide on the other side while covering my ears. She kept firing, damn woman chill. I don't even want to imagine how I looked crouching and dragging my ass. A frog jump for cinematic effect would be good.

You all are probably laughing at me, pray tell me what you would do if you were in my place. I am trying to live.

Now I am being dramatic, those bullets are plastic. I succeeded, halfway there. I wanted to cry in happiness, I am safe, this is blind spot. I can see everyone from here, but nobody can see me.

Now I notice the firing has stopped. I glanced at that woman who was firing at me like a mad woman walking away, glaring at Hobi who raised his hands in surrender.

I clapped my hands celebrating our kill. He made his way towards me, hushing me."How were you able to find this blind spot?".

I looked around just as Jungkook passed by our wall."I stumbled here somehow".

Hobi shuddered beside me."Man, he is on a hunt. All the way he is killing whoever crosses his path without a second thought.

We both eyed our enemy, Indeed.

He is taking this game way too seriously. I am telling you that if hunger games were real, he could survive that.

Another buzzer, another one down. Only two left and one winner, which is three people now. I glanced nervously towards Hobi and he assuringly smiled at me. That didn't calm my nervousness. We both know who the winner is, all we have to do is save our ass.

And my blabbering mouth had to run around challenging Jungkook's ass. I am very competitive, but winning against him, my chances are low.

"Found you". We both froze not noticing someone creeping behind us.

Shit.

Slowly and trying to look confident Hobi and I stood up being as unbothered as ever. Inside we were bursting and yelling at each other communicating with each other by our eyes to do something.

Jungkook stood in front of us smirking looking ever so amused.

"Now who is the winner?".

I bit my tongue, not wanting to retort back.

'Not you'. Just wait, think bitch we are not going to let him win.

He won't kill me first, just to make it more satisfying, I would go last, so he is stalling waiting for one of us to make a move. We don't move, glaring as hard as we can.

Who are we trying to intimidate? He is on hulk mode already, it won't work, but one can try. Just as I thought, he cocked his gun.

He was stalling, he killed him first on his side, a rookie move. I smirked evilly pulling Hobi in front of me like a man shield.

I heard Jungkook scoff, and Hobi screamed in horror. His body covered and towered over me much to my benefit. Hobi threw a look at me over his shoulder. As the other buzzer went, one player was down. I still didn't let go of Hobi.

Tipping on my toes and jutting my chin at Jungkook, I was sneaking at him.

The shot directly hit him on his stomach, he didn't try to put up a fight or do anything to stop me as I was hiding behind Hobi. I won't ever admit to bruising my ego. Jeon Jungkook let me win. The bell rang announcing the winner. I patted Hoseok 's back in sympathy.

To add to the dramatic effect, Jungkook clutched where he was shot and brought his hand to see as if there was blood. I rolled my eyes, stifling a giggle threatening to burst out.

Slumping with a thump on the ground, he lay there, I smugly went to him tapping his cheek. Jungkook opened one eye looking at me behind his lashes. "I win".

He scowled, hiding his grin, and I bet I have a huge goofy grin on my face.

............

"I can't believe you out of all people would do that to me". Hoseok cried, repeating the same thing for fifteen minutes. After fifteen minutes we reached the cafe to eat.

I rolled my eyes discreetly, looking over to Jungkook who was standing in the line to order. Fucking hell, he looks so hot. The jeans cladding on him like a second skin, making his ass look more firm. The full sleeves t-shirt that's rolled over. Even when it's winter and freezing, he is not bothered much to cover up or add extra layers.

I felt a nudge by my side. Lee pointed to Hobi and gestured to me to shut him up. I shrugged. For the first minutes I was guilty, then as he kept going, my guilt faded away as the adrenaline of winning against Jungkook finally caught up to me.

My people hyped me enough, Hobi too, but he is still bitter about the betrayal.

"Do I look like a sacrificial lamb to you? Don't tell me to shut up, I will do what I want".

I snickered as Hoseok snapped at Yoongi who raised his hands at him.

"You!". Hobi pointed his finger, nearly poking Jimin's eye," You think this is funny?".

Jimin gave him an innocent smile.

Yeah drag his ass.

" You are stupid enough to get shot by Mia".

That definitely got my attention, I snarled at Hobi.

"That's enough, I am sorry. You know I love you". I kept pinching him, glaring at him, telling him to shut up.

"Will this ever end?"Jungkook said, sliding beside me.

I leaned against him, I felt him kiss my hair as usual, sniffing it.

Smiling, I looked up at him, but my smile quickly turned into a worried frown. Jungkook was looking outside the shop and giving a quick glance towards Jimin. Both of them looked tense.

"What's wrong?"When I asked him, he quickly masked his expressions, smiling widely at me as if nothing happened.

Before I could ask further, he kissed me, I wanted to brush off the topic as if nothing happened.

Something was bothering me. I wish I didn't take this lightly.