crosshairs.
↳ he’s never letting you out of his line of sight again.
◇ jungkook x reader
◇ angst | smut | secret agent!au
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notes: i hate that i had this planned out a full six months ahead of jk’s birthday. i was never on top of things like this for hobi or yoongi, lmao. also? i actually had this done ahead of time and had a full week to comfortably edit? wild. absolutely wild. a revolutionary concept, really.
anyway. happiest of birthdays to our favorite baby bun!!! can you believe he’ll finally be able to drink legally when they celebrate their 3rd consecutive bbma win next year???
warnings: light violence. also, some dirty talk and smutty stuff.
You leave Bangtan’s headquarters for good on a rainy Tuesday evening, disappearing into the darkness with nary a goodbye. Hoseok is the one who discovers your vacated room the following morning and delivers the news in a subdued voice, his usual vigor dissipating into something flat and melancholy. She’s gone. Jimin’s smile drops off his face, and Yoongi hisses a quiet curse. At the head of the table, Namjoon can only shake his head, disappointment flooding across his features. It’s a betrayal, as far as he’s concerned, but he doesn’t want to admit that yet—doesn’t even want to acknowledge it. No one does.
Jungkook is already having a particularly terrible morning, having woken up far too early for a mandatory training exercise. The sun is shining brightly after yesterday’s storm, and he briefly thinks that you would have loved it if you were here, smiling that brilliant smile that made his heart thump erratically in his chest.
But it doesn’t matter. You’re gone, and Jungkook doesn’t expect to ever see you again. Moreover, he doesn’t want to see you again. Maybe he would have missed your presence once upon a time—but no longer. Life would be much simpler without you around.