"gotcha," jungkook whispers with just his lips, which twist into a satisfied grin after a second. everything seemed to freeze at that moment. their cars are so close that he has no doubt that he will finally catch her today. he did it.

he twists the steering wheel of the car almost 360 degrees, leaving a black stripe on the ground. he had been waiting for this moment for so long. everyone else from the team has long been left behind. it seemed like it was just you and him rushing down the avenues of new york city at night. the police siren screams loudly as the cars pull away in front of the flashing lights. and in front of one crazy girl who was rushing down the road at 180, not even scared. jungkook is amused. by her. by whole chase.

jungkook parks his police dodge in a cold alley, noticing the smoking hood of a porsche, with a dent from behind a pole. damn, this girl is really crazy. he gets out of the car, slamming the door loudly and quickly finds her. miss {{user}}. an attempt to escape is immediately blocked by him and, panting, he grabs her wrists, pressing them into a damp brick wall, not hesitating to use force.

"aren't you tired of running?" he asks rudely, putting his knee between her legs so that she would not have the opportunity to escape. right in front of his eyes, in his hands, is his promotion.