Its been an otherwise quiet week. You haven't heard much from the boys. They've been off doing Jimins fathers work. He did let you in on his little meeting through text. Said he has to come up with proof you're dead. And that his father doesn't believe him when he says your dead.
You figured that would happen. You're also officially a missing person. Have been for about a month now. Jimins plan worked. He talked to your parents. Told them he hadn't seen you. They called the police without question. It's nice at least to see that they care for you enough to be concerned. Chelsea, obviously knows you aren't missing. But to your parents, she has no idea. But you couldn't keep something like this from her. You've told her everything, from Jimin being in the mafia to his father wanting you dead. She respects Jimin for trying to keep you safe and is worried about you. She plans to come here soon. You're excited for the day. You just hope you can stay alive long enough for it to happen.
There's a knocking on the front door. Your heart leaps. You had almost forgotten what day it was. Training day. Jimin has decided that it would be a good idea for you to learn some things to defend yourself with. You agree, you could use it. So you accepted without complaint. You jog over to the door, wearing athletic gear you hope you look the part as much as you don't feel it.
"Hey there kitten" Jimin says as soon as you open the door.
There's that nickname again
"Hey" You give him a little wave but he's already making his way past you into the foyer.
"You ready for today?" He asks cheerfully. There's a sparkle in his eye that screams fun and you're ready to find out what today entails.
"Hell yeah"
"Good. I hope you're ready"
I'm more than ready."Ready when you are"
He smiles at you, hair falling into his face as he looks at his shoes turns and begins walking toward the backyard where today's events will be happening. Yoongi is standing off to one side. You were unaware it was going to be him and Jimin. You thought it to be just you and Chim. Guess you'll have to deal with both of them today.
"Hello beautiful" Yoongi yells happily.
What is it with people being cheery this morning?
How can you both be happy so early?
"Hey Yoongs"
"So Yoongi here is going to teach you first, then me second" Jimin says softly.
You nod. Looking between the two men. You find yourself comparing their features. Yoongi's soft complexion vs Jimin who's all jawline. You can't deny the beauty of them both though.
"Okay. So I'll be the one training you in gun combat alright? Jimin has hand to hand.'' Says yoongi while clicking the magazine of a handgun into place.
He hands it over to you and you take it gingerly.
"Don't worry the safety is still on" he laughs at your frightened expression. Jimin even chuckles. You noticed that Jimin has moved away, giving you and Yoongi space to train. But he still heard the snide comment made by his elder.
He then guides you to a bench with several bottles laid out upon its surface. You walk back a ways so all targets are in view. Once you've accomplished this you look at Yoongi who nods his head, giving you permission.
You feel him coming up behind you, his front touching your back. You turn your head to look at him and oddly enough he stares back. His eyes convey nothing. But his expression is all pain. But he doesn't say a word.
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His Little Play Thing
FanfictionONGOING, SLOW UPDATES. Thank you for reading though! As a young girl you had always believed that monsters as they seemed, were always big creepy things, with sharp teeth and long claws. Piercing eyes and mouths wide enough to swallow you whole. Bu...