Thirsty Trap |JK×READER|

10. Mr. Park

Jimin.

That traitor! Why didn't I notice his weired habits? Was I filled all along? I was damn sure there wasn't any Jung spy all along. That bastard, he's gonna pay for this!

Jungkook clenches his jaw tightly trying his best to not barge out from his hiding and punch Jimin in the face until he bleeds to death.

No he had to control himself if he wants to teach him a lesson.

Soon the two males ride their horses in the direction which they came from, the padding of the horses fading away into the distance.

Jungkook chuckles in amusement behind you and you think twice before craning your neck to look at the tall angry guy.

You avert your attention to his knife-sharp jaw, thin lips that are emitting low sound from the void of his throat, his point shaped eyebrows, his crescent brown orbs filled with some unknown words you're yet to decipher and of course the strong hold he's having on you remind you that you're struggling to breathe.

Struggling your small frame to get out of his tight hold you successfully fall down panting heavily like you're being on a chase except that there is no criminal nor a psych guard behind your back.

Checking around you to make sure that the guards or whoever those people weren't near and you both were safe. You decide to speak up first.

"Who was that a while ago?" your question merely gets an answer so you try again to not give up so easily.

"Who was that?"

"That's it for today I think"

"Do you know that person?"

"Let's meet by the river bank tomorrow night"

"Why are you avoiding my questions?"

"Can't you just shut up & walk?" He glares at you biting his inner cheek in frustration.

"I'm sorry" and with that you both move quickly towards Jimin's mansion.

-

Sipping on your 'special juice', as called by Ji Eun, you contemplate whether to escape from here or just work as a maid to you did.

It wasn't easy to escape, sure, but you could anyway try to throw a stone to the fruit. Who knew you'd hold luck like no other and win at the first throw.

Furrowing your brows to think deep while rubbing your hands on your thighs you don't even notice Ji Eun stand beside you with panic written all over her face until you get a smack on your head.

Hard.

"Shit! Who the hell dares to-" your yell abruptly gets stopped by the wide eyed, trembling figure standing in front of you.

She was surely looking good this morning.

Well fit even.

Was she ill? Did you have to do all the housework for a few weeks? Did Jimin yell? Or worse, did he find out about you escaping every night with Jungkook and is about to kill you?

"W-what happened... Ji Eun?" You crane your neck to watch her reaction which only seems to be worsening every passing moment.

"Are... You... You ill? Do I-do I have to do all the work?" you hesitating-ly question bracing yourself for what's about to come.

"I-it's not that, I'm.. I'm fine" she breathes out deeply and sits on the floor beside you in the corner of the kitchen.

And you internally sigh out in relief. At least you didn't have to do all the work by yourself.

You wonder what's so scary she's heard that she's trembling and running around like a mad woman so early in the morning.

"It's... It's... Master Park is returning back to the mansion after three months. Today" she breathes out as if a heavy weight is of her shoulders.

You're officially doomed.

The amount of rage Jimin has for you is enough for him to complain his father like a little baby and make sure you rot in the durgens.

Why was fate always like this with you?

Weren't you still forgiven for the lies you've told till now?

And by the amount of fear Ji Eun is having just by saying his name out loud, you doubt you'd even have a chance to escape from this crazy town, forget the escapes at night time with Jungkook.

Oh shit!

Jungkook!

You had to serve him too, along with Jimjn and Mr. Park.

You had to tell him you couldn't accompany him from now on or you had to tell him to make other plans than hunting.

Oh, this was going to be a long day.

-

"He might be here any moment" Jimin's rather rude voice resonates inside the dining room as he sits on one of the chairs.

You pace all around the kitchen to help Ji Eun and Hoseok to prepare the food for Mr. Park. Exhausted would be an understatement for the way you were feeling. You were terribly in need of rest, a good seven hour sleep was required yet you worked yourself to meet their expectations. It wasn't like you had a choice anyway.
And somewhere along the lines you've forgotten that you were once treated like a princess.

And a part of you regretted fleeing away from home.

Yet another part didn't.

Jimin had become a little different in your eyes. Especially since morning. He neither ordered you to do anything nor looked at you even once. You suppose he was happy for his father's arrival.

The sudden knock on the door brings you back from your trance and you walk behind Ji Eun and Hoseok to the main door. Ji Eun opens the door greeting a man who you assume to be Mr. Park looking in his late forties wearing one of the expensive hanbok, physically well built with crinkled eyes and grey hair that defys his old age.

"Father" Jimin hugs his dad, a little dramatically you could say, his eyes and lips crescent shaped mirroring his father's.

"Is been a long time father" Jimin is the one to break the hug with a wide smile tugging his lips as they both evacuate to the grand living room.

"Hope you are doing well kid" Mr. Parks voice is rough unlike his son's which is a bit high. And his voice already scares you.

"Yes father, I'm doing well. How was the meeting?"

"What do you expect when I'm there? Of course it's a win for us" he chuckles as his eyes scan the entire room before they fall on you and your breath hitches.

"Daugh-wh.... Who's she?"

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Oops! The update was a little late because I wasn't feeling well. Will try to update soon next time.

Did you watch butter?

It was so damn amazing!

And a new addition of character. Hmm, what do you think?