When The Clock Stops : Vminkook

Little Dollie

。・゜・Chapter 4・゜・。

"Life is hard. After all, it kills you"

Two dark silhouettes shown against the moonlight on top of a building adjacent to the Kim residence. One figure was crouched while the other was twirling around with a wide grin on his face. Both figures watched the scene of their desired prey getting home and running into the embrace of the other house resident. However, their view was rudely lost when the front door to the house was closed.

The male twirling in a circle abruptly stopped the motion and a wicked smirk replaced his previous grin. "The door wasn't locked Kookie," the male then whispered into the darkness.

Peeling his eyes off the house, the male known as 'Kookie' turned to his significant other. Raising an eyebrow the other prompted his significant other to continue.

With a bubbling laughter the shorter male added on to his earlier statement, "Which means we can go inside and pluck our pretty little dollie right out of his bed." The malicious laughter of the shorter male rang throughout the air as he quickly ran up to the other dressed in black.

Back hugging the other, the shorter pulled his significant other into a searing kiss. "Please? I promise I'll wrap him up like a little present for you," the shorter said as he pressed their foreheads together. The ravenette's lips tugged into a wide smile as he gazed up at the other with crazed eyes.

"You know I can never say no to you," he muttered before wrapping his hand around the shorter's neck and bringing his face back down to kiss him. The shorter giggled into the kiss and bit the other's tongue harshly when he tried to enter it into his mouth.

"Not right now babe, we have our beautiful porcelain doll to collect," the shorter said as he skipped to the edge of the building and climbed down the fire ladder they used originally to get onto the building.

"How do you even know they didn't lock the door?" the obsidian haired male yelled down to his significant other who was already on the ground.

"I'm a kleptomaniac for a reason babe it's what I do," the other responded with a loud crackle.

"Jimin slow down, we're not in a rush!" the taller male who was still scaling the ladder shouted to the shorter who was happily skipping across the deserted street. He hurriedly rushed down the last few steps of the ladder and jogged to the other who was waiting.

Ignoring the comment, Jimin spoke to no one in particular as he said, "I didn't even get a clear look at the little one, but I just know he would look absolutely divine in silk." Jimin turned his head to the other who had finally caught up and continued, "Or maybe lace! What do you think, Jungkookie?"

"Whatever makes you happy, love," Jungkook responded earnestly as he kissed the other on the cheek. After a few seconds of silence Jungkook then added intuitively, "Red satin would look absolutely remarkable against his skin tone though."

Giggling slightly, Jimin pulled Jungkook down by the collar of his shirt and kissed him quickly. "I knew you would give in eventually." Turning around Jimin started speed-walking towards the door. He was getting more impatient by the second, desperate to have their dollie in his arms.

Silently walking up the porch stairs, Jimin wrapped his fingers around the doorknob while Jungkook quickly looked around their surroundings again. After making sure no one was around, Jungkook nodded to Jimin as confirmation to open the door while pulling out his pocket knife. Jungkook's eyes gleamed as he looked at the knife with wide eyes. He slowly ran his finger against the tip of the knife and smiled when he felt the cold metal.

Jimin pushed open the front door, a small creak admitting in its wake. Jungkook followed behind Jimin and softly shut the door. They walked out of the hallway entrance and into the living room that was conjoined with the kitchen. The living room was decorated with a gray couch that faced a small coffee table against the wall. There was a rug in the middle of both pieces and on the coffee table was a small black tv. Beside the coffee table were bookshelves on either side. A small walkway separated the living room from the kitchen. In the middle of the kitchen was a small island with two bar chairs facing it. The refrigerator was parallel to the island with two countertops dividing it and the stove. A dish washer was next to the stove and the rest of the surrounding area was countertops.

Overall, it was a very cosy area with just enough space for two people.

Jungkook and Jimin walked through the area whilst quietly admiring the small details like hanging photos of their doll and the other resident. There were also tiny plants here and there which brightened the room and made it feel more vibrant.

Past the walkways and in a small hallway were three doors. One door was cracked open enough to see it was a bathroom. The other doors were completely shut and Jimin immediately assumed they were the bedroom.

Jimin looked at Jungkook who pointed to the bedroom door on the far left and then gestured to himself. Getting the idea, Jimin walked to the bedroom that was towards the end of the hallway and to the right. Pushing the doors open at the same time as Jungkook, Jimin walked into an abandoned bedroom. Looking around, he saw a paper cluttered desk facing a wide window that had it's blinds drawn to allow moonlight in. Across from the desk was a bed pushed against the wall in the center. Occasional clothes or stationary supplies scattered the floor along with a closet in the corner.

A backpack was laid on its side by the bed like it had been haphazardly thrown there and left to rot. Jimin quickly recognized the bag as the one their doll was carrying  in the alleyway. Smiling, Jimin deemed this room his little dollie's and skipped over to the bag.

Just as Jimin was about to rustle through the bag, Jungkook popped his head through the doorway and looked at Jimin with narrowed eyes.

"C'mon, I found him."

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In case you couldn't tell, Jimin's character is just a little unhinged