A/N: This chapter is longer than the past chapters and this is going to be one hell of a ride ;) So, please fasten your seatbelts and enjoy the ride!
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"Namjoon sunbaenim just called me to tell us that we need to transfer our prisoners to the white room temporarily because the investigation team will have further research about the fake Y/N and Jungkook's break out." The head of the monitoring team stated to his subordinates.
"And oh... by the way. Get the other prisoners ready. The Police Department will come over to pick them up except for Park Jimin."
"I wonder what happened to him." One of them who was seated in front of Jimin's monitor commented. "He's used to be all nice and bubbly but ever since he got discharged from the hospital, he's been weird. He even glared at some agents without enough reason."
"Well this has been the weirdest case we've experienced together with the fake Jungkook and Y/N. I, too, is getting more thrilled about what's going to happen next." The leader answered and exhaled. "But I hope they won't try to harm the agency."
~*~
Jimin perked his head towards the gray steel bars when he heard someone fiddling with the lock. He stood up from crouching, his thumb pressed against his index finger tightly.
"Park Jimin." One of the two agents that stood before the bars spoke sternly.
Grasping against it, he flashed them a hopeful smile. "Has Namjoon hyung forgiven me?"
"No, we're transferring you to the white room."
Jimin pouted as his shoulders sank. The steel door creaked open and the other agent immediately grasped him by the forearm, his thumb pressing casually against the agent's elbow for a second before he got handcuffed.
Without any complaints, the agents have transferred him to the white room in peace.
~*~
Jungkook couldn't stop nibbling on his lower lip with his hands clasped at his back and fingers fiddling. He was obviously uneasy for he kept on tugging on his own tuxedo from time to time. Namjoon, his best man, chuckled at the sight of the nervous groom beside him.
The guests stared to rise up from their seats when they heard the church bell rang, together with the sound of the opening of the huge double door.
You appeared by the door frame wearing a long train white dress, white veil and a bouquet of flowers in your hand.
Jungkook couldn't help but smile from ear to ear by the sight of you, his lips quivering whilst he controlled his tears from cascading down his cheeks.
You walked down the aisle until your groom gets to ask for your hand to lead you towards the altar. You stood before each other, eyes pierced with a genuine smile at each other's faces.
He lowered his head and heard you speak. But instead of hearing it right in front of him, it came from the direction of the doorway.
So, he looked away and saw a girl who exactly looks like you, running frantically through the aisle. She was wearing a dull long sleeve white dress that ends just above her heels, stained with spots of blood and dust.
"J-jungkook." She panted with her arm extended, wanting to reach him.
Jungkook exchanged glances from you to the girl until a man in doctor suit came in the scene and dragged her out of the church.
"Y/N!" Jungkook shouted as he jolted upright on the bed, his breathing raged.
Realizing his bad dream, he tugged on his hair and groaned exasperatedly.
"Y/N." He mumbled breathy and turned to the other side of the bed, finding it empty.
He immediately hopped off the bed and Cloud flinched, disturbing his sleep by Jungkook's loud and heavy stomps.
He exited your room and scurried down the stairs. Not finding you on the living room, he then dashed to the kitchen where he saw you cooking. Your back was facing him with an apron tied around your waist.
He sighed in relief and walked towards you. He wrapped his arms on your waist and back-hugged you tight, snuggling his face on the crook of your neck.
It has been a week since you've got discharged from the hospital and Jungkook has always been paranoid whenever you leave his sight. So, he stuck himself with you. He didn't let you leave the house alone and he stayed the nights with you. He was extra clingy but even once, you didn't complain since you were liking it too.
"Did something happen?" You asked him worriedly, holding his hands that was clasped against your stomach.
He groaned. "I had a bad dream."
You giggled at how baby he sounded. You set the bowl you were holding down to face him, only to get straddled by his thick arms. Your lower back resting against the kitchen counter. You ducked your lips and squished his cheeks.
"uwu~ Was baby scared?" You cooed, and he crossed his brows.
"Uwu? Isn't that an emoticon? You don't pronounce that, babe."
"But you just pronounced it too."
"Whatever." He uttered before engulfing you inside his embrace.
"Aigoo~ I wonder what dream scared my Kookie"
He shook his head against your shoulder. "It's nothing."
You scowled. "Eyy—How dare you tell me about your bad dream when you're not going to blabber to me about it!" You pouted. "Tell me~ Did something bad happen in your dream? Did you lose a tooth? Did you dream of a ghost? —"
"Yes, I saw a ghost. A white lady to specific."
'She was wearing a dull long sleeve white dress that ends just above her heels, stained with spots of blood and dust.'
You cackled. "A white lady? Scared you? Probably not."
"Yes, because she looks like you, so she probably is scary." He answered chuckling and you hit his arm.
"I hate you."
"I love you more." He uttered and pecked your cheeks. "Just continue what you were doing. Sorry for disturbing. I'll just take a bath. We'll leave in an hour. Okay?"
"Copy~" You sang as you continued to prepare your breakfast.
~*~
Taehyung was the last one to arrive in the conference room where the seniors are gathered for a meeting.
"So, I heard that reviewing the security cameras were done. What did they find out? How did the fakers escape?" Seokjin asked eagerly once Taehyung got seated beside him.
"We'll get to that but let me inform you about what those fakers are firstly." Namjoon spoke in deep voice and crossed his arm on his chest whilst he leaned back against his chair. "Apparently, I talked to Prof Cha from our ChemLab and he has found out that the fake Jungkook and Y/N are cyborgs. They do have their DNA, but they are being controlled by a bot. And I've already told you all what's their purpose, yes? That is to destroy us."
"But why would that mad scientist do that? Is he one of our targets before so he's taking revenge on us?" Hoseok queried.
"Probably, but we need to research on him more." Namjoon answered, turning towards the projector to turn it on. "And about the fakers, here's our recorded videos."
Taehyung and the seniors narrowed their eyes whilst they focused on the video being played on the white board. It showed the fake Jungkook and Y/N inside their own detaining rooms. They were standing straight with their arms on their either sides, eyes void from any emotions.
Their mouths hung open when Jungkook and Y/N moved in sync despite of them being in different rooms. They faced away from the camera and in just a snap, they were gone.
"What?" Jin muttered in confusion, forehead creased.
"Well there was a minute of time lapse but no matter how the monitoring team fix it, they really can't find the missing part of the video." Namjoon explained.
"What if—" Hoseok was cut off by a loud noise from outside the room.
"I'll go check it." Taehyung volunteered as he stood from his seat and went to the door.
He fiddled with the knob but stopped eventually when it won't budge open.
"Hyung, we're locked from outside." Taehyung muttered and Seokjin immediately went to him.
He tried on twisting it, inserting the key and pressing the button but none of those worked.
"What? Who locked us here?" Hoseok queried but Seokjin stayed silent whilst he walked towards the table, snatching the folder and folded it in half.
Going back to the door, he then slipped the folder to the narrow space between the door and the wall and slid it down the lock whilst his other hand twisted the knob, it then went open.
They exited the room and looked at the empty hallways, brows creased at the thought of who could possibly locked them in.
"Let's go to the monitoring room." Namjoon stated, leading the way with Taehyung and the seniors behind him.
But they stopped abruptly hearing the loud alarm.
'Bomb detected! B2F7. Code 1. Bomb detected! B2F7. Code 1. '
"What the f—" Hoseok cut himself off when his co-agents dashed in the training field, leaving him behind. "Yah!"
~*~
Taehyung and the seniors hurried down the training field, seeing the other agents who have already evacuated.
"Who the fuck would try to bomb the agency?" Namjoon gnashed, his fists crumpled.
'Bomb detected! B2F7. Code 1. Bomb detected! B2F7. Code 1. '
"Hobi, make sure that all of the agents evacuate here safely. Jin hyung, come with me. Let's try to defuse the bomb." He commanded and the older nodded before storming out of the training field.
'Bomb detected! B2F7. Code 1. Bomb detected! B2F7. Code 1. '
"B2F7. Jimin..." Taehyung murmured to himself. "That is where Jimin is detained." He uttered.
He stopped a foot to run but Hoseok grabbed his arm to stop him.
"Where are you going? You can't leave the field now that we're on Code 1."
"But Jimin—Jimin needs to evacuate here too." He muttered before snatching his arm away from Hoseok and dashed out of the field.
"Taehyung!" Hoseok shouted but the brunette ignored him, so he ran after him, mentally hitting Taehyung's head if he makes Jimin escape.
They ran down the hallways and the glass bridge until Taehyung gets to the elevator. He immediately pressed a button, not letting Hoseok in. The older groaned and punched the door, frustrated.
Without wasting any time, Hoseok took the stairs and ran down frantically. He grasped by the railings and jumped from level to level, but he stopped abruptly seeing Yugyeom, Jackson and Mark climbing up the stairs casually.
"H-hey—" Hoseok breathed out, slightly panting. "Why are you guys still here? You should be in the training field right now. We're in Code 1! Didn't you hear the alarm?" He uttered in hurry and the three lifted their heads up to him.
Hoseok hitched a breath at how their eyes were blank, not seeing even a single emotion.
"Evacuate to the training field! Now!" He commanded in full authority but the three just rolled their eyes and continued walking, unbothered.
"What—" Hoseok muttered to himself, watching them climb up casually. "What's happening to them?" He wondered frustrated but shrugging it off, he continued chasing Taehyung.
He kicked a door open and rushed down the corridors. He slowed down as another group of agents walked by him.
Seungcheol, Mingyu and Seokmin.
"What are you guys doing here?!" Hoseok scolded them. He clenched his jaw by the sight of the agents ignoring Code 1. "You should be in the training field now! What the heck are y'all still doing here?!" He scolded them angrily.
Mingyu turned to him with eyes as cold as ice. Meanwhile, Seungcheol and Seokmin just walked away like they heard nothing. Staring intensely at Hoseok, Mingyu then looked away and followed the two.
Hoseok's mouth hung open at how strange the agents were acting. It was his first time for him to experience such an attitude since the agents have always to follow their seniors and Hoseok was one of them. He was broken from his trance when his phone suddenly rang and Yoongi's name flashed on his screen.
His eyes sparkled as he immediately answered the call. But before he could speak, Yoongi has already butted in.
"Leave the headquarters. Now!"
~*~
Jungkook smiled by the sight of the rising sun from the view of the sea. He parked the car by the beach house's garage and took a glance of you who was still drifted to the dreamland.
He chuckled. "Hey, sleeping beauty. We're here." He spoke with his arm rested against the steering wheel.
He popped a breath through his nose and pouted his lips, leaning in to you to get a clearer view of your face. He grinned at how your lips were pouted and cheeks pressed against your neck pillow. He stroked your hair away from covering your face and leaned even closer, pressing his lips against your pouted ones.
Slowly, you opened your eyes, only to get another peck from him. He grinned.
"Good morning, baby."
You groaned as you scrubbed your eyes. You then roamed your eyes from outside the car.
"We're here." Jungkook spoke and you smiled big.
"Really?" You uttered before opening the door and hopping off the car.
You dashed away to the sea with your arms spread off in the air.
"Yah!" Jungkook shouted at how you ran like a little kid. "Aish. This brat." He muttered and followed you.
The breeze of the wind immediately hit your skin, making you hug yourself.
"Cold cold." You breathed out.
"See? What did I tell you?" Jungkook spoke as he walked towards you.
You turned to him. "What did you tell me?" You asked back.
"That it's cold!"
"You didn't tell me!"
"Of course, it's like dawn right now and we're by the sea so obviously?" Jungkook sassed and you just hissed, turning your back at him. "Here." He said, and you felt his jacket being put on your shoulder.
"Oh—how about you?" You asked worriedly, seeing him only in thin white shirt.
He smiled and grabbed your shoulders to turn you to face him fully. He then put you inside his warm embrace. "I'm contented with this." He stated, and you giggled, hugging him back with your arms wrapped around his waist.
"Clingy bunny."
"I'm sorry."
"Hmm?" You hummed, lifting your head up to him with furrowed eyebrows.
He looked down at you. "I'm sorry if I am getting clingier these days, if I'm being very paranoid whenever you leave my sight. Please don't get sick of me."
You smiled at him in assurance. Tiptoeing, you pecked his lips.
"It's not a big deal. I understand, and I won't ever get enough of you."
He smiled from ear to ear, hugging you even tighter.
"Shall we watch the sunrise together?" He asked, and you nodded vigorously.
You released yourself from his embrace and slumped down on the white sand. Jungkook then positioned himself behind you, his legs straightened on either of your sides and arms locked around your waist. You then leaned back against his touch, resting your head on his chest.
"We should be thankful to Namjoon hyung. He allowed us to have even a short vacation despite of the overloaded works in the headquarters." Jungkook stated and you nodded in agreement.
"He's so kind. Maybe we should pay him back?" You lifted your head up to him, your faces only few inches apart. "How about we bring him something—like a present when we go back?"
He pressed his lips together as he hummed. Smiling, he pecked the tip of your nose and uttered, "Okay."
You giggled but he held your face softly to turn it towards the view of the sea.
"Stop staring, lady. You might miss the beauty of the nature."
"But you're more beautiful than the nature."
Jungkook felt the heat that crept up his cheeks and he couldn't help but to bury his face on the crook of your neck.
You laughed. "What— Are you blushing?"
"No. I'm just cold."
You cooed, turning around to face him, your legs crossed with his still straddling you. He was lowering his head, so you cupped his cheeks to lift his head up, seeing his ears red and cheeks blushing.
"Aigoo~ The great Jeon Jungkook is blushing!" You teased that made him shy even more.
You laughed at him and he smiled, seeing how your eyes turned to beautiful crescents whenever you laugh. He leaned closer to kiss you, but you leaned away, sticking your tongue out to tease him more.
He sulked and pouted but you shook your head as you stood up.
"Catch me first!" You sang laughing and he ran after you, unhesitant.
The place was filled by your laughter as the both of you ran along the sea whilst the rising sun lighted up the atmosphere.
"Yah!" Jungkook called you out and you stopped running immediately, hearing how angry he sounded.
You turned to him and saw his furrowed eyebrows. "W-What---" You stuttered as he neared you.
"This brat." He muttered, pointing at your black pants. "Look at your pants! It's already covered with sand! He scolded you like a butler who washes your clothes.
"Oh—" You looked down at yourself and saw how the white sand almost covered your butt.
You were about to dust it off, but he grabbed your arm to stop you.
"Let me do it for you." He stated, and you widened your eyes at him.
Flashing you a smirk, he then spanked you.
Your blood quickly rushed up your cheeks as you threw profanities to him mentally.
He laughed. "Who's blushing now?" He mocked.
"You, pervert!" You snarled as he started to dash away from you.
With that, you spent the morning chasing each other.
~*~
"I'm sleepy~" Jungkook groaned against the pillow as you were pulling him away from the bed.
"Get your lazy ass out of there or I'll kick you!" You warned but he didn't even budge from laying against the bed on his stomach. "Seriously, Mr. Jeon? We don't want to waste our 2-day vacation we have by sleeping, do we?"
"15 minutes, babe." He groaned, still unmoved.
You sighed and dropped yourself on the bed. Jungkook rolled over, and with his sleepy eyes, he looked at you.
"Don't you feel sleepy? We woke up like 2 or 3 in the morning and drove for an hour--- Oh- "He cut himself off when he realized. "You slept in the car, that's why." He spoke and laid on his stomach once again. "I'm really sleepy, baby. I'm sorry."
You hissed whilst you stood up, lips pouted. You walked towards the door, but before you could leave completely, you spoke. "Alright then. I'll stroll outside alone!" You emphasized the last word loudly and Jungkook jolted up from the bed.
"Who says I'm sleepy?" He uttered, his eyes barely opening. "Let's go, boo. We have so much to do today."
~*~
Evening came and unlike what you've expected, the both of you just strolled around and didn't do much activities since you were both worn out due to lack of sleep. So, you decided to just enjoy and seize the time the next day.
You were leaning against the railings of your room's veranda with a cup of tea on your hand. You smiled at how the sound of the waves of the seawater, and the breeze of the wind together with the singing of the nightingales created a beautiful melody in your ears.
You looked up at the starry night skies as you felt a pair of arms being wrapped around your waist.
You giggled. "You love back hugs that much, don't you?"
"I don't. I love you more." Jungkook answered casually, kissing your cheek. "Shouldn't you be wearing a lingerie right now?"
"What?!" You shrieked. "It isn't even our honeymoon yet."
He grinned. "So, you'll really wear one on our honeymoon?" He asked, his eyes sparkling, and lips curved in a hopeful smile.
You looked back at him, scrunching your face. "l won't be surprised you'll start talking dirty to me any minute now."
He shook his head. "Nope. Unless you start."
You grinned. "Sure then." You shrugged smugly and cleared your throat. "Snot. Garbage. Shit—"
"Alright. That one's funny. You can now take a bath." Jungkook said sarcastically and you chuckled as you made your way towards the bathroom.
He sighed with a smile on his face. He hopped on the bed with his back rested against the headboard.
'She was wearing a dull long sleeve white dress that ends just above her heels, stained with spots of blood and dust.'
He crossed his brows, remembering his dream again. He stared at the bathroom's door.
'I'm with the real Y/N, right? She couldn't be fake.'
He convinced himself as he thought of the week he spent with you since you were discharged from the hospital.
He thought of you hardly. The way you kiss him, the way you smile, the way you glare at him and the way you show you love for your mom and him. He couldn't find a single clue that you were fake.
He didn't even think of you as a robot not until he had a dream of another Y/N appearing on the day of his wedding.
If it happens to him, he would totally lose his sanity.
"Enough of the overthinking." He mumbled to himself whilst he tucked himself in the duvet, feeling his head throbbing in pain since you didn't let him sleep since you arrived at the beach house.
~*~
"H-Help me..."
"J-jungkook--- save me."
It was so dark that his pupils dilated. But no matter how much he tries to blink his eyes, he couldn't find even a single light.
Jungkook stepped back a little as he heard a loud devilish laugh, followed by your screams of agony.
"Y/N!" He jolted upright on the bed, quickly turning to his side to see you still sleeping soundly beside him.
He sighed in relief that he didn't able to disturb your sleep. He turned to the open veranda and noticed that there was still moon and stars in the skies.
He carefully hopped off the bed to walk towards the veranda, calming his mind by the help of the sound of the sea and the nightingales.
'What's with my nightmares?' He asked himself, tugging on his own hair.
'She was wearing a dull long sleeve white dress that ends just above her heels, stained with spots of blood and dust.'
The thought of another you in that dress kept on appearing at the back of his head.
He sighed, frustrated, turning his look at the view of the seawater being pushed against the white sand.
But his heart beat hitched for a second as he saw someone in white dress running frantically along beach. He gasped.
'This is Y/N's private property. There's no way that there is someone other than us in here tonight.' He thought, and he ran out of the house to follow the girl after taking a single glance of you still sleeping on the bed.
He followed the girl until she went to the part of the beach where there were huge rocks. She ran and ran unstoppably and so does Jungkook behind him. But the closer he gets to her, the more his heart increased its pace.
"Please don't--!" She screamed in horror, seeing someone behind her but she cut herself off knowing who it was.
Meanwhile, Jungkook hitched a breath when he saw another you, wearing that dress he saw in his dream when she appeared during his wedding.
"J-jungkook—" She stammered whilst she walked towards him, her arm reaching out.
Tears welled up her eyes seeing him this close to her, until someone in white suit appeared behind her.
Jungkook's eyes widened at the sight of it that he quickly grabbed her hand to protect her instinctively.
But the man in white suit was quicker to snatch her away from him. Her hand breaking against Jungkook's hold until they disappeared on his sight.
"Y--- Y/N—" He breathlessly spoke, opening his hand that left a thing from her hand. A thing which he failed to notice that the Y/N with him, sleeping in the beach house, didn't have. A thing which the real Y/N only has.
'The engagement ring.'
A/N: I'm sorry for the nonstop cliffhangers and problems kkkkkkk
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