Bad Kitty {Jimin Fanfic}

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Jimin walked out onto the stage and grabbed the poll and started dancing. The smell of alcohol and weed was just enough to make him go wild. He loved to perform at this one gay strip club where everyone knew him and he knew everyone as well. He started stripping when he felt the moment was right as he swayed his hips and moved his body to the rhythm of the music. Once he was done, he went backstage, got dressed, and sat within the crowd. "Yuta. Get me a shot please." The bartender did as told and when Jimin got it, he took it all down in one go. That's when new people walked in. They didn't seem friendly either. Jimin was right about that too when they shot their bullets into the roof of the place and said "Everyone out! We are taking this place over!!" Everyone didn't move but laughed as they all looked at Jimin. "Yutaaa another shot." Jimin drank the shot and was drunk as he walked towards them. "Ooo you guys make me soooooo scared." Everyone laughed and watched the action occur.

He grabbed their guns and took out the bullet and threw the guns to the side. "You- *hiccup* men really don't- *hiccup* know when to stop." The two went to pin Jimin to the floor but Jimin was quick and already had them under his control before he grabbed his pink pistol and shot both of them. "I really hate- *hiccup* annoying ass males." They all gave Jimin a pat on the back as Jimin slowly got out of his drunk state and went to grab his keys to his motorcycle. He sat on his pink Harley and stuck a cig in his mouth before lightning it and turning on his ride. As he drives home, he noticed police behind him. "Oh look, police. Wow they even got their lights on. How special." Jimin turned up the music on his radio that he put in the motorcycle as he went through streets and alley ways to shake em up. Eventually he did. He was the best Mafia anyone his ever met. He was clever, quick, and overall was sexy as fuck.

He got home around 2 AM and he got himself into the shower. He loved that warm water falling onto his soft skin. Once he was done, he went to do his night routine. That is basically like any other normal human being routine. "Once he was done he layed in his big soft bed and looked out the window. He could see the city from it and it relaxed him seeing all the different colors of the buildings at night. As he slowly drifted, he cuddled one of the pillows that was in his arm reach.

When he woke up he went to do what he always did, go outside and smoke a cig and maybe have a drink of vodka or wine. He was never fully dressed when he woke up besides only a pair of sweat pants. He was shirtless with slight abs and nipple piercings that made him seductive. Although he never got a date and never wanted one. As he stood there with his oh so perfect looks, he heard his neighbor. Yes, he lived in an apartment. "Howdy Jimin!" His neighbor Daniel was the only person who called him Jimin. Everyone else had to call him Kitty. Jimin may have seemed like a badass but he had a calm spot. "Hey Dan. How is the family?" "They are pretty good." Jimin smiled "That's good." Daniel did a smile before going back inside as Jimin let out a sigh of relief.

Jimin went inside awhile later and sat on his bed and took his gun apart to clean it as he watched and listened to the news. "Amen to him. I hated him anyways." He gave a smirk as he heard that one of his rivals died in a fire. As he finished cleaning and put the gun away, he looked at the time and got on his white Gucci shirt and black jacket with pink design and tight black pants with the boots. He ruffled his pink hair and got on his motorcycle as he went to the club again. That's when he got stopped on the street by someone familiar. "So this is what you do? Go to clubs and get drunk?" Jimin got off his motorcycle, put the kick stand down, and went over to the man. "Mafia is old school. There is nothing to get over nowadays. Besides, I am the best." The man walked more into the light. "Your no longer the best." "I- step father..are you talking about yourself?" His step father shook his head. "If you were to be the Mafia that I taught you to be, you'd see there is someone out there. Someone smarter." Jimin shook his head "That's impossible." Jimin said with a smirk "Just wait till he-" his step father cut him off. "YOU WILL STOP THIS NONSENSE!" Jimin got small. He knew that voice very well. "O-oh okay father..." His father walked off and Jimin went to the club like told not to.

Jimin was enjoying the club until someone ordered a private dance from him. It wasn't normal for this to happen but when he went there he was instantly surprised. It was someone new. This made Jimin a bit out of the normal. "Well hello there. Park Jimin."

//This first chapter is a bit quick and random but the next one will be very interesting.