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➳ 1k+ words | fluff, ceo!jungkook, secret agent!reader | jeon jungkook x f reader | nc-17 | flirty!jk, swearings, suggestive language

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Imagine yourself lounging on a luxurious yacht’s deck with your favourite cold drink in hand. The sound of crashing waves and distant seagulls shrieking acts as background music as you relax under the warm sun. That is your dream getaway. Of course, the ship had to be peaceful with not many people around. After dealing with various people in your work, crowds would only prevent you from indulging in your relaxation. 

So, you planned to come back to your hometown for a quick family visit and pack your vacation essentials. Then you’d go to the port where the rented yacht is waiting to take you on your merry way. 

You deserve this break, after all. You are one of the best in the field, but you also helped train other new agents back in the headquarters. 

Seeing you worked your ass off had moved your boss to give you a long holiday. She even rented a private yacht for you (since it was all you can talk about whenever someone mentioned a break). You barely stifled your grin when you received the news.

Everything was according to plan - that was until you faced a hindrance in the form of your childhood friend. Not that you hated him or anything. You two talked from time to time, even flirted a little back then, but it never crossed any line due to your unusual occupation. You had to keep everything under wraps, which led you to underestimate how much power he possessed. 

And somehow, you find yourself drifting further and further away from your dream vacation. How so? Well, instead of luxuriating in your rented yacht, you are now sitting in a high-class bar. Surrounded by rich people, looking totally out of place in your midi sundress and straw hat. 

“Did you not get the outfit I sent you?”

“Did you not get I am on vacation?”

Jungkook shrugs in response. “Your vacation can wait, but can’t.”

“Well, I don’t care! You could have hired someone else who is not on holiday!” You hiss in annoyance, placing your hat on your side. “There are lots of other agents capable of dealing with whatever antics you’d like to drag them into.”

“But they aren’t the best.” Jungkook counters, tugging off his suit jacket and handing them to you. 

“You don’t know that!” You shoot back, tugging on his suit to look more inconspicuous. 

“It wasn’t written in their profiles.”

You want to wipe off that smug look on his face, but you can’t create a scene.

“Okay, Mister I-Am-A-Big-Shot-CEO. You might have the resources to dig into anything you can get your hands on, but that does not give you the right to do so—”

“But I just wanted to know what my dear childhood friend is up to - why she never called, how is she doing—”

“You broke the law and my organisation’s privacy rights. They could have sued you and—”

“But you told them I can be trusted. Plus, I help their funds now. Literally, your headquarters wouldn’t have their tech and gadgets as advanced as now if it wasn’t for me.”

Cocky little shit. 

…But he’s also right. So, you deflate, giving up on arguing with him. You should have known talking to him would go around in circles, so you opt to take a deep breath and ask, “What do you want?”

Jungkook notices your change in demeanour and pouts. “I was hoping you’d put up more of a fight.”

“Well, not with that big ass ego of yours. Plus, the faster we are done, the faster I can catch up on my ride.”

Jungkook sighs in defeat as you switch into your work mode. “A competitor of mine has been making deals with someone from my company. I’ve been receiving reports of copyrights when no one should know of my developing products yet.”

You want to strangle him at this point. This is probably like a B-class case (or even C, actually), and your organisation has a handful of capable agents to deal with this.

“Kook, you’re going to sleep with one eye open tonight.”

“Why? You’ll come visit?” He grins at your apparent annoyed attitude. “Babe, that’s like a dream come true. You never visit my place. Should we get dinner too? I’ll wine and dine you, or do you prefer Netflix and chilling—”

You sigh deeply for the umpteenth time. Seriously, how did that shy boy turn into this menace, you wonder.

“How the hell did you turn into this when you were so nice back then.”

“I am nice.”

“The news article I found about you says otherwise.”

“People would say anything to get attention. Plus, they don’t know me personally anyway. Unlike you, right?”

“I don’t know…” You shoot back. “Things changed.”

“Huh…” Then he leans closer to you, voice reducing into a seductive whisper. “But I’m still me, aren’t I? Still your Kookie?”

You groan, pushing him away. “My cookie monster phase is in the past, okay? I don’t call you that anymore.”

“Why? It’s a cute nickname. Only you would call me that.”

“Kook.”

“Kookie,” he responds with a shit-eating grin. 

You glare at him. “Jungkook. How long is this mission gonna take? You know the longer you waste my time—”

“Mhmm, don’t mind at all. I can pay as much as you’d like anyway.”

As you’re about to fire back at him, there’s a new guest in the bar just arriving on the doorstep when you shush Jungkook with a finger on his mouth. “A guy with a briefcase just enter the place.”

Jungkook blinks before turning his head to glance at the entrance behind him. “Yep, that’s him alright. But we still need to find the rat.”

“Today’s a workday. Are there any uniforms or ID that your employees use?”

“Just ID card, but who’d be stupid enough to bring that here—” His breath hitches as you cup his face in your hands to make him face you.

Apparently, someone just walks to the entrance to approach the newcomer. They face in your direction, which can lead them to identify Jungkook if you’re not careful.

Leaning in so close to him, your lips are mere millimetres away from that it’d look like a couple making out to anyone around you. You tilt Jungkook’s head a bit while you tilt to the other side to keep your eyes on the two men. You both stay that way until the traitor and his friend is back in their seat.

“The rat is wearing a champagne tie, and he’s stupid enough to keep on his ID card around his neck.” You chuckle, releasing him from your hold. Jungkook is still in a daze as you mutter all the details. “—and… Are you listening?”

“Huh?” He snaps out of his trance.

“His name is Yu Junseo, part of the developer team in your company. No wonder it’s easy for him to share classified information.”

“…Yeah.”

“Yeah?” Your brows furrowed in confusion. “Is that all you have to say?”

“I-I mean, yeah, I’ll look into it.”

“See? It’s not a hard mission at all, Kook. How dare you say there’s no other agent capable of this,” you say exasperatedly, crossing your arms, but the initial annoyance has ebbed away.

“I only hire the best, you know that. How did you read his ID from this far?”

“Yeah, yeah,” you shake your head, finishing your drink in one gulp before pointing at your eyes. “Special contact lens, remember? Where you invested your funds on.”

“Ah, right…”

“Mhmm, I better get going now.” You are about to leave your seat when he grabs for your wrist. “What now?”

Jungkook looks lost for a brief moment before he babbles, “Where are you going now? I’ll drive you there.”

You raise a brow at him. “It’s fine, Kook. There’s an Uber nearby. Shouldn’t you go back to your office?”

“Nah, I’ve got time. Especially when I can spend them with you.”

And let’s just say you ended up with an unexpected company for your vacation on an even bigger private yacht.

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