Dead Ringer |Jikook|🎀

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Chapter Thirteen: Paint my heart with your love.

Jimin smiled at the stressed man in front of him. "Is there something wrong, Hyung?" Jimin questioned cooly.

"N-nothing Jimin. I-I will be right back. Stay here." Namjoon hurried out of the room, abandoning his food. Jimin giggled, taking a piece of chicken from the plate and a fork with it. He followed after Namjoon, well aware of what his Hyung was up to.

Jimin skipped upstairs, stopping in front of the slightly open door. He heard voices arguing inside and he laughed again before pushing the door open.

The young man smiled at the naked couple lying in the bed, his Hyung glaring at them. "J-jimin." Namjoon stumbled as he tried to take Jimin out but the boy gave him a pointed look.

"I appreciate you trying to stop Jeongguk from cheating on me, Hyung. But that's bad. You should tell me Jeongguk is cheating, not try to cover up for him or talk to him instead of me." Jimin softly explained, patting Namjoon's shoulder.

Jeongguk chuckled. "And I hate cheaters. I despise cheaters and liars." Jimin continued, eyes now staring at the mafia leader. "Should I punish him, Hyung?" Jimin's question made Namjoon flinch.

He didn't want Jimin to go crazy again.

It's not that he wasn't used to bloody sights or crazy people. Namjoon lives with one! But the handsome man didn't want his 'younger brother' to get crazy.

"No, Jimin. I'll talk with him." Namjoon swiftly answered, hoping the shorter obeys him.

And Jimin did. He nodded obediently, slowly stalking towards Jeongguk and the scared lady. 'Where did the fear go when she was moaning for more? Fucking bitch.' Jimin thought, eyes boring into the woman.

"I won't punish him. I will obey your words, Hyung. Instead," Jimin smirked before continuing with his words, "I will punish her."

Namjoon's eyes widen in shock and before he could stop Jimin from doing something, the fork's three sharp segments was buried into her eye.

"I hope you learned your lesson, my lovely freak." Jimin stated before taking the fork out and stabbing it into her stomach instead.

Her screams of pain deadened slowly. "I don't love you. I just don't like sharing." He added seriously, slowly retracting out of the room, his clothes and hands bloodied.

Namjoon inhaled deeply. "Fucking hell. If you do something again, I won't hesitate to kill you myself, Jeon Jeongguk!!" He grumbled threateningly but he looked like a small barking puppy.

The mafia leader laughed at the threat, his hand going under the sheets. He laughed again, this time more like a moan as his hand caressed his still very hard cock.

"I'm leaving!!" Namjoon groaned before running out of the room to go and check up on Jimin.

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Namjoon massaged his forehead as he nodded again to the fifth threat Jeongguk thrown at him. And it's just been 1 hour since he came here and invaded his privacy, in his office.

His empty threats made Namjoon laugh and cry, all at the same time.

And why is he threatening the poor puppy? What did he do?

Well, he supposedly kept Jimin all to himself. "Jeongguk. If you want me to get my work done in time, then you should first let me do it. I don't know why Jimin is not communicating or maybe I do, but that's not the point. Leave my office. You are acting like a fucking monkey. Barging into my office and sitting on the table as you chew my head!!" Namjoon grumbled out.