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As the bus drove farther and farther away from the cafe and into the dark streets, you started to grow nervous as there weren't many people on the bus and you were entering in the uptown area, where many bad people awaited. You your phone screen and that slight action caught Jungkook's attention, as he watched you cautiously from the corner of his eyes. No. He won't let those boy-toys ruin his plans again.

"Hey, I forgot to put my contacts in your phone." Jungkook suddenly said, and pulled your phone out of your hands. You blinked up at him in objection, but decided to let it go and shrugged.

"You can put it in if you want." You told him.

Jungkook hummed in affirmation and opened your phone. He glanced up to see you looking out the window with eyes slanted in worry. He took that as a chance to turn off your notifications of text messages and phone calls, then gave it back to you. "Just in case we get lost at one of the street markets." He lied easily.

You frowned at the thought and tugged on Jungkook's shirt."It's late, Jungkook. I don't want to go anywhere far."

Jungkook rolled his eyes. "Please, Ahra. It's just a mile away from the cafe. I swear." He added at the look of your distrustful face.

You sighed and took another sip of the hot cocoa. The taste hit you and you wrinkled your nose. There was something in the drink that made you feel nauseous inside but you didn't know what. Hot chocolate never made you feel like puking out your insides. But this hot cocoa in particular tasted slightly bitter, in contradictions to its usually sweet taste.

"Hey, Jungkook?" You asked, when the bus stopped at an intersection and he led you off the bus. You were pulled along the sidewalk and he turned somewhere, down a street with many shops.

"Yeah?" He replied and you watched as his eyes flitted around, as if searching for somebody.

"Where the heck did you get this drink?"

He glanced at you and chuckled, "I got it from the cafe. Where else?"

"Is it supposed to be tasting this bitter?" You said and sniffed from it again. The scent hit you and your eyes widened in shock, as it smelled sort-of like alcohol. No, maybe it's just me. There's no way those employees could have put alcohol in it.

"What do you mean?"

The both of you took another turn to another alley of shops. Jungkook stopped by a bandana shop.

"Pick one." He offered and you glanced up at him.