Jungkook
He didn't know what was more terrifying—
The silence that stretched on for days after the "gift-giving ghost" started meddling in his life…
Or the note he found tucked under the register tonight:
You're not invisible anymore, sweetheart.– V
Jungkook stared at the signature like it burned.
V?
That had to be him… Taehyung.
Why that name? Why not his real one?
And sweetheart—what the hell did that even mean? Was this protection… or possession?
The camera. The heater. The reinforced lock on his apartment door he hadn't installed. The black coat left outside his door with no note but his exact size…
It was starting to feel like someone had drawn a circle around him and declared, Mine.
He was terrified.
He was… kind of thrilled?
What was wrong with him?
But before he could think, the store bell jingled—and everything stopped.
A man stepped in. Tall. Handsome. Dangerous in a clean, polished way. Like someone who smiled while breaking bones.
He walked up to the counter, eyes locked on Jungkook.
"Hi," the man said. "You're Jungkook, right?"
Jungkook swallowed. "Y-Yeah?"
The man smiled. It didn't reach his eyes."I heard you've been… noticed. That makes you special."
Jungkook stepped back."Who are you?"
The man leaned forward, voice low.
"I'm the one who breaks the toys V forgets."
Taehyung
His phone buzzed.
📍 Alert: Unknown presence detected. Store perimeter breached.
He froze. "No."
"Who is it?" Jimin asked from across the room.
"Minho," Taehyung snarled. "That snake."
Jimin's face paled. "He's going after the kid already?"
"I left him alone for one day."
Taehyung stood, gun in his coat, rage in his veins.
No one touched what was his.
Not unless they wanted to bleed.
End of Chapter 6