𝓟𝓼𝔂𝓬𝓱𝓸 (Psycho) || •PJM• ✔️

𝓝𝓮𝔀 𝓨𝓸𝓻𝓴

It's always dark in New York

You've lived here your whole life yet you can't seem to shake the feeling that it's always dark. Granted, you sleep during the day and go out at night, but still. Tonight's a nice night all things considered. You're supposed to be on the job, but for some reason, you can't bring yourself to do your next task.

It's been over a week since you've last seen Jimin, and you miss him. You never thought you'd see the day, but it's more than the way he fucks. He fucks good, so that's a factor too, but you want to see him again. There's something about him that pulls you in. Maybe it's his charm, his witty jokes, the way he listens to what you say. You're not sure what it is, but it's dangerous. Very, very dangerous. A dangerous attraction you can't have.

So you've put off meeting with him. You can find him easily by going to his penthouse, but you wanted some time away. But of course, you can only wait so long. Your boss will get on you about it, and you can only use the 'I'm playing it safe' excuse so many times before he gets suspicious. Don't mess with Min Yoongi.

Here you are, standing outside of the complex that includes his penthouse. You've been standing here for ten whole minutes now, unsure of what to do. Going in is the obvious answer, but something's holding you back. You know that once you enter, you'll have to somehow get information out of him. Find out where he lives. Gain his trust. Be a regular person in his life. You're not sure if you're ready for that. For the first time in a long, long time you're scared. And it's not even the fear of death. It's the fear of getting attached to him.

Fate seems to have different plans though, seeing as the doors snap open, revealing a panting, hot, sweaty Jimin rushing at you. Your eyes widen as he marches towards you, licking his lower lip and running a hand through his messy black hair. Within the blink of an eye he's kissing you, entering your personal space and devouring your lips with his plump ones.

You moan on instinct, kissing back with the same intensity. However, this isn't going to work. You can't just fuck him and keep coming back for more. You have a job to do. Getting distracted will result in both of you dying. So you pull back, him giving you the most seductive eyes you've ever seen.

"I've been looking for you," he says, his voice low and husky. 

"I'm glad we feel the same then," you reply with a smirk threatening to bless your lips. 

He chuckles, his breath hitting your skin. You watch as he places his hands on your hips, pressing his forehead against yours. "Can this be a regular thing?" he whispers, closing his eyes to enjoy the moment.

You hesitate, toying with your answer before speaking it. "Fuck buddies?" 

"Yeah." 

"Okay," you say, knowing this is the best for your mission. 

"Before you say that, you should know something about me." 

You raise a brow, brushing it off with a shrug and a hand wave. "You kill people, so what?"

He chuckles, pulling back. "That's not what I meant, baby girl." Your heart lurches from hearing him call you that. "But you have some explaining to do too. You said you do the same hm?" he asks, biting his lower lip in a teasing manner. His eyebrows are raised, his eyes scanning you slowly from bottom to top. It's like he's undressing you with just his eyes, and it's insanely attractive.

"I do," you whisper. It's best to be honest with each other, that's for sure. Well, as honest as you can be. 

"Come with me, I'll show you what you need to see and you'll tell me what I need to know." 

He holds out his hand, giving you a surprisingly soft look. You stare at it for a few seconds, considering your options. Then, you slip your hand into his. "I better not regret this," you say, although there's no fear in your tone. 

He snickers. "Baby girl?" 

"Hm?" 

"Don't worry, you won't..."