JK

My days in the mansion changed drastically along with my intentions regarding the mission. Thanks to Yoongi I was now free to roam about in the house. Even though they still didn't allow me anywhere near the exits, it was still an upgrade.

I spent my days chatting away with the servants, playing video games with Yoongi and at times receiving lethal glares from Y/N. I won't say that I was okay with the entire two months long captivity, cause I definitely was not but I knew once I helped them find the murderer of Mr. and Mrs. Kim, I'd find my way out. And also, capturing one true criminal would certainly make my team proud. So why not?

After living with these people for more than two months, I now knew a lot about their personalities and I can confidently say that they are far from being cold-hearted like I once thought. Other than Yoongi, I made friends with Taehyung and Jimin. Their ages being closer to mine I connected with them at a deeper level. I also became familiar with bits and pieces of their pasts and to sum it all up in brief, neither of them willing devoted their lives to this mafia.

In fact, these guys were appointed just a year ago and didn't even have any track records yet, that the police could have held against them. All the illegal business and transactions Namjoon had talked about were done by Myung-Dae and his team, the new group that formed after his death had nothing to do with it. So even if our plan had failed, with this whole captivity I still managed to gather all the information I came here for in the first place.

This was kind of like an exaggerated field mission.

Y/N's cousin Jin and my former partner, a.k.a spy Hoseok didn't yet accept me though. They still wanted to kill me and was furious at Yoongi for obvious reasons. And that very much led to my current situation, standing at a far corner of the gym while Jin showered me with a burning glare that I tried my best to avoid.

It was just yesterday that I asked Yoongi if I could sometimes use their gym and I was ecstatic when he replied with a 'sure why not'. I prioritise my health and physique a lot and not being able to be athletically active for days was taking a toll on my brain big time.

So this morning I decided to give the dumbbells a quick visit. However I never expected to run into two people that hated me the most, that too at the early hour of 5 am. I was caught off guard to see Y/N and Jin already present in the room, doing calisthenics on a protoner rod at one side of the hall.

Both of them greeted me with unwelcoming glares but I had to gulp the intimidation down. I wasn't scared of them, not of Jin at least. And also I needed this session more than anything, so I decided to shrug off their presence and make my way to the other side where the treadmill stood proud.

The thought of how my kidnapping turned into a luxurious vacation with lavish privileges was still strange to me and there were times when I felt weird about it but I guess I had been lucky that way.

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"I'll take my leave now, Y/N"

It had been half an hour since I started my cardio and I heard Jin bid his goodbye already, followed by opening and closing sounds of the glass doors. The doors were automated and sliding but it still made a swoosh every time it moved. They were connected to a narrow passage that led to a camouflaged tile on their living room floor board as the training centre was hidden underground and the entrance was through the very same tile.

Jin's footsteps faded into the distance before a loud slamming of the tile rippled against the silence of the morning. I didn't turn to witness any of it but a sudden realization made me widen my eyes, and I spun around only to discover that Y/N and I were now all alone in this entire floor.

The cool breeze flowing out the vents had dawned upon the space like a soothing blanket and the bright rays radiating off the glass tubes recoiled against the white marble floor making the room as irradiated as a bright sunny morning. It was a big room with several machines and equipment lining up against the walls. There were no windows there but the big rectangular mirrors that hung on all the four walls gave the space an elevated volume and made it look spacious and open. The walls were white with grey splashes and the entire place looked visually pleasing.

I retarded the treadmill until it came to a complete halt and as it did, I jumped down. Turning around my eyes directly landed on the only other individual in the premise, a female figure in front of me. From the protoner she had moved to the pulley by now.

The machine was aligned in such a way that I could see her back perfectly from my position while she faced the other side. Y/n was clad in typical workout garments, that is, a pair of black tights and a pink tank top. Her long, black hair was tied up in a high ponytail that swayed right and left with her movements against the machine. The girl, with utter dedication, kept pulling on the weights and eventually dropped them slowly making the muscles on her back and upper arms flex from under the fabric. Every now and then a strained whimper would escape her throat indicating how much she over exerted herself. But after what Yoongi had told me about her nature, it wasn't a surprise.

Seeing Y/N like that made me feel stuffs I'd never felt before. Well, never would be wrong because I certainly remembered having a glimpse of it the night I came here, when I treated her wound. But back then, it was just a mere attraction. I mean Y/N is a fine girl, basically she's hot and being a young man who's single, I definitely felt physically attracted towards her. But now it was something different. I had this urge to protect her from god knows what and I had no idea where it came from.

I didn't know how but seeing Y/N sad the day she barged into my suite kind of made me sad too and even the day after, when I said I was her friend, it was pure impulse but I didn't regret saying so after. Maybe I was starting to respect her as a friend.

A flick on the forehead brought me back to reality and I realised I had been zoning out for quite a few minutes now. I looked up to see a frowny faced Y/N standing right in front if me. Her eyes draped me with an annoyed glare but I could also see some hints of concern in then. That's new!

"What the hell Jeon! I've been calling you for the past minute. Did you fall asleep standing there or what?"

Her sudden interrogation caught me off guard and gulping a huge lump down my throat, I quickly managed to scavenge for an excuse to give to her.

"I-I was just judging you, you know. Your postures are.......really bad" I know the lie was stupid but that was the best I could do at that moment, she made me nervous. However, oblivious to the truth of what I was actually doing, Y/N gave me an offended look before scoffing through her annoyance.

"Huh, so you think you can do better?"

To my surprise I liked where this was going and I didn't refrain the proud smirk that came up on my lips. Without saying anything else I strode, with my chin held high, past her and to the machine Y/N had been on just a couple of minutes ago, the protoner.

I looked up at the metal rod with determination and with a swift jump I latched my palm on to it, immediately pulling my body up. Being out of practice for so many days I was a bit rusty but that didn't stop me from giving it my best, after all I had a point to prove. Exerting all my strength on my arm muscles pulling my body as high as I could, I could feel my back tensing and even though the skin on my palm started burning a little, I didn't stop.

On the back of my head I could feel Y/N's intense glare and I only hoped her to be impressed, amused at least.

I moved my body up and down for like fifty times before letting go and landing on my two feet. Brushing my fingers through my sweaty bangs in order to push them back I turned around pretty slowly, savoring the moment. There was a smug smile on my lips that I didn't wanna hide and a single glance on the girl's face, my grin only widened.

Y/N was looking at me with her mouth slightly ajar and lets just say, her eyes were not where they're supposed to be. I glanced down to where she was staring at and saw my white shirt now drenched with sweat and clenched against my muscles which, thanks to my police training, were quite toned.

"Miss Brute?"

Y/N's gaze bounced back up to my face that now had a teasing grin plastered on it. Her eyes widened upon realising what she had been doing and to be honest, it was cute. She parted her lips further to say something but closed it after a few seconds probably finding no words. The blush on her pale cheeks were clearly visible by now and it amused me, how she could change from an angry young lady to a flustered teen so fast. However, being the bully I am, I decided to tease the poor girl some more.

"You seem to be enjoying the view quite much, don't you Kim Y/N?"