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DECEPTIVE ALLURE | 01.
Synopsis— You and Jungkook can’t seem to stand each other ever since you both met; being undercover agents in the same agency has its downsides. Having to work together on a mission was already bad, but having to fake a relationship to recover stolen microchips was not on both of your agendas.
Pairing: undercover spy! jjk x undercover spy! oc
Genre: enemies to lovers, forced proximity, fake dating!
a/n: hai!! I’ve been thinking about this for sooo long, but I’ve never got the time to actually write it and actually put the thought behind how this could actually work but I finally got it!! 🤍🤍 (UNEDITED)
#THE MICROCHIP DILEMMA!
The cold gun barrel digs into your cheek as he smirks at you, his deep dimple taunting you more as the raven-haired boy makes a soft tsk sound, making you bite your lip.
“Long time no see, brat,” he taunts softly, using the nickname he had settled on you a long time ago, his gun moving from your cheek to your jaw to your chin slowly. “Geek,” you spit back.
He cocks the gun barrel under your chin up for you to stare directly into his eyes. His eyes bore into yours, and as unsuitable as the situation may seem, this is not the worst you both have done. Pointing each other with guns is at the bottom of the food chain. You don’t even know how you both ended up in this position; one minute you were entering the door, next thing you know there’s a gun pointed to your cheekbone.
Jeon Jungkook, known as JK, his code name. He was recruited into the world of CipherForce due to his outstanding skills in hacking. Growing up with a gift for computers, Jungkook became a hacker at an early age. His talent in cyberspace was what got the eye of the agency. He’s highly known for his charismatic persona as well. JK can put on a captivating show, seamlessly adopting various roles to deceive and manipulate, whether in the virtual realm or the physical world. As much as you hated him, he was damn good at his job.
You don’t even remember how the rivalry between you two came to be, but you both couldn’t stand each other. You couldn’t stand his childish behavior, and he couldn’t stand your ability to not know when to shut up. Everything about him just sets you off; Jungkook couldn’t explain it either, just watching you walk in with your short mini dresses has him wanting to make you mad in any way possible.
For you, it’s his cocky expression that always sends you over the edge; how he would wink at you or throw you a kiss just to make you mad, as well as the stupid nickname he gave you when he first met you. It was just something about him that had your insides bubbling up just waiting to explode.
“Do you want a kiss or what?” You tease, pouting your lips outwards as he stares down at you with a mischievous smile on his face. “I think I’ll pass..” Jungkook taps his gun on your red lips.
“Am I interrupting something?” A sarcastic voice speaks from the door; the once gun on your lips is now pointed to the petite girl standing beside the opened door, Jungkook quickly sliding the safety notch off.
“Well, good morning to you too!” Dione, your boss, walks in from the door. “Didn’t think I would start my morning with a gun pointed at me, but you never know these days,” she shrugs.
“Sorry, that was my fault.” Jungkook bows beside you before clicking the safety back on and tucking the gun between his belt and pants, the back of his gun poking out.
Your boss only dismisses him with a nod, before handing you both the thick folders that she was just holding on to. “You may be wondering why I called you both in this morning… I have a job for the both of you,” she says nonchalantly, making you feel slightly wary about the whole thing.
“Two microchips were stolen last week from our New York’s warehouse; we know the microchips left New York and right now are located in Las Vegas.” Dione points to the screen behind her, a big map is displayed on the screen.
“The microchips were stolen from these two, Draven Voss and Adeline Krasnov. Voss was a former top-tier scientist who used to work for us. Disillusioned with the lack of appreciation for his work, he formed a clandestine organization to steal the microchips and sell them to Viktor Volkov.” Dione continues as we look through the files.
“What about Krasnov?” You ask looking up from the picture of her thats in your portfolio, her beautiful striking red hair being the main focus of the picture. “Oh, she’s just stupidly in love with Voss that she does anything he tells her to do,” Dione shrugs before continuing.
“Viktor Volkov, Volkov is an international arms dealer. From what we accumulated from his latest illegal activities is that we think he might want to use the microchip’s abilities to control security systems, manipulate intelligence, and gain an upper hand with his illicit operations.” She explains, as a whole slideshow appears on the screen behind your boss. It shows from Volkov’s height to his whereabouts the past few months.
“We know that each microchip was concealed with nanotechnology into gemstones. Which became two necklaces.” Pictures of the two necklaces show up on the screen, one red and one bright purple, both beautifully done. You couldn’t even tell the chips could be in there.
“How’d you get those photos?” Jungkook points out.
“That’s where I was going, we found these on the website for Saturdays Las Vegas biggest auctions of all time. ‘The Opulent Nexus Gala.’ Posted by no other than our Draven Voss.” Dione makes a winking sound as if she just hit the jackpot.
“May I ask why they are auctioning it instead of just directly selling it to Viktor Volkov?” You ask, your brain running in circles trying to connect the dots on how this could make sense.
“Auctioning the necklaces provides a facade of legitimacy and cover for the illegal transaction. Also, the event already attracts high-profile buyers, making it easier to conceal the true nature of the exchange.” Dione explains once again making the dots connect in your head.
“That makes sense,” Jungkook sighs, nodding his head as he examines the portfolios.
“The mission is to retrieve the set of necklaces containing the dangerous microchips without causing a ruckus.” Dione finishes with a big smile on her face.
“And how would we do that?” You ask another question for the hundredth time. Pointing between you and Jungkook who is just as confused as you.
“I need you to fake being a married couple,” Dione shrugs, nervously smiling back at both of you who stand in utter complete silence. Jungkook’s eyebrows scrunch in confusion as you gasp dramatically beside him.
“Um huh? What?“ you ask, shooting out whatever words your brain could make up, as shivers run down your back at just the thought of you ever being married to the man standing beside you.
“What does being married have anything to do with the mission and why us?” Jungkook dramatically side eyes you with a scowl on his face as if you were the one who suggested the idea of getting married.
“Because one, I need you both there. Two, you’re both new to the agency and I won’t risk Voss recognizing any other of my agents. Three, I need you both to step into the roles of Alexander and Isabella Sterling, a wealthy married couple who had been regular attendees on the guest list for several consecutive years. With a history of last-minute cancellations, the couple was renowned for the event this Saturday again,” Dione explains the reasoning perfectly.
“And how do you know they are not attending this year?” You ask through gritted teeth, your head slightly tilting to your left.
“Oh, I have no clue, that’s your job to make sure they don’t show.” Dione claps her hands, causing you and Jungkook to jump up from the sudden outburst. Dione chuckles before turning off the enormous screen and collecting some papers she left on the table.
“But one thing is for sure, do whatever you have to do for them not to show up. If they do, the whole plan is fucked.” Dione smiles, making her way to you with both her hands extended with two identification cards in her hand. “Isabella Sterling.” She hands you the small ID with a picture of you that she must have taken from your profile, your government name nowhere to be found but ‘Isabella Sterling’ reads instead.
You take the card and just nod.
“Alexander Sterling,” Dione hands Jungkook his corresponding ID card which he accepts with his tattooed hand.
“Good luck!” She pipes before walking out the door.
You let out a big breath you didn’t even notice you were holding in, you softly rub your temple and smoothing out your hair. “So..” Jungkook starts, “don’t talk to me.” You interrupt, “not in the mood to deal with you right now.” you walk out of the room with your heels clicking behind you, leaving an annoyed man dressed in all black behind.
“They’re ugly as fuck, Dione expects us to pass as them?” Jungkook whispers through your earpiece, causing you to roll your eyes. “I mean maybe you could pass as her..” he shrugs with a mocking tone as he watches the couple sleep through the cameras.
“Shut the fuck up and deactivate them!” You whisper-shout back.
“The attitude your mother gave birth to..” Jungkook mumbles under his breath.
You and Jungkook didn’t waste time localizing the couple; you had no clue how Jungkook took out his laptop, typed away, and found their address in a matter of seconds.
So here you both were, in the middle of the night about to hit three am, outside the married couple’s house in Seattle. Jungkook in your car is trying to hack into the security camera system, but apparently, he can’t do his job without keeping his mouth shut. The more he talked, the more you wanted to abandon position and shoot him instead.
“Hurry up; I think something poked my ass,” you shift your weight to your other foot from your kneeling position.
“Didn’t see you as taking it up the ass kinda gir—“
“I will kill you.” You say through gritted teeth. This is what you mean when you say childish behavior, and as much as you want to be the bigger person in all of this, you find yourself going along with his behavior.
“Looking forward to it, but you can go in now.” Jungkook chuckles under his breath as you internally roll your eyes. You make your way to the side entrance door; your gloves turn the knob of the door for it not to budge.
“It’s locked.” You whisper, “use a bobby pin.” Jeon explains to you.
You reach into your hair for a bobby pin, “insert the pin into the lock and try getting the tumblers. When you have it, turn right..” he explains carefully to you. While you only hum in agreement, the quiet tension filled the air as the lock finally yielded from your countless wiggles.
“There,” you smile, slowly opening the door, trying your best to not make any sound. “Good girl.” He says in a mocking tone.
“Trust when I see you—“ you get interrupted by a small noise.
“What was that?” Jungkook asks from outside. “Check the cameras. That’s your job.” You whisper, clearly irritated from this whole situation. Only for a small fluffy cat to walk past you like nothing. “It was a cat.” You explain.
While you make your way to the kitchen, a stack of unopened mail sits on the kitchen counter. You reach for the stack, rummaging through them. When you see the invitation,
Dear Mr. and Ms. Sterling,
We extend our most cordial invitation to you for “The Opulent Nexus Gala,” a prestigious event that promises an evening of elegance, sophistication, and unparalleled opulence. The gala is set to take place on Saturday 13th at Starlight Pavilion.
Your distinguished presence has been a hallmark of our previous galas, and your absence in recent years has been deeply felt. As we prepare for an exquisite evening of indulgence, we would be honored to welcome you back to the grandeur of “The Opulent Nexus Gala.”
“Psh! They haven’t opened the invitation. Does this mean they don’t know they got invited?” You whisper into your earpiece. “I’m checking their email right now, and they haven’t gotten an invitation here as well so yeah.” Jungkook says as he clicks and types away into his computer.
“Does this mean I can just steal the invitation, not drug them and kidnap them?” You question as you grab the invitation and make your way to the side door you just walked in from but not before caressing the kitty on the couch on your way out.
“It felt illegal..” you shrug, locking the door from the inside and closing it behind you as you walk into your car, shoving the invitation into Jungkook’s hands. “That is illegal.” He states, giving you a confused look. “Oh well, at least we know they won’t go” you turn on your car and switch your gear to drive before pressing on the accelerator.
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Thinking about an universe where Curt was the one that slipped in his own banana piel and "died" and how I still think Owen would have gone at least a bit to the evil side because I think that while Kurt got stuck in the pain and guilty stage of grieve Owen would be stuck in anger and barganing and blame the spy world.