She swears she can taste the salty sweat that rolled down from her forehead but it's just her tasting her own fear while having her life flashing before her eyes. Instincts kick in like a ninja and Ara starts to squirm like crazy and the next second she lets out a bloodcurdling scream that pitched her vocal ability which surprises herself too. Never in her life had she felt this skin crawling fear, ever. The look of his deep onyx orbs that bear nothing but murder and death. He smells heavenly yet Ara can only hear his bubbling anger and it's syncing her hammering heartbeat, conveniently spiking her nerves like sending jolts down her spine. The day isn't looking the best at the moment and she doubt it would get better.
"PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! PLEASE! JIMINNNNN!!!!!", Ara felt her throat stung when she blew out her plead for mercy. Her instincts kick in again and makes her knees swing in desperation, instantly meeting his crotch and hitting where the sun doesn't shine. A roar of pain and rage mix into the desperate screams of Ara and she immediately runs towards Jimin when the grip around her wrist loosened. Her steps are stumbling and knees are weak. At times like this, it makes Ara really see why Jimin meant so much for her. He isn't someone with a Taekwondo black belt like her, not someone with a bad boy reputation, not even someone who would squash a spider yet somehow he's her safest shelter. And right now, with a massive tattooed man right beside her, Ara felt that urge to hide behind Jimin.....or to protect him too.
While Ara stumbled her way towards Jimin, the blond boy was already running towards her with a....a knife? In that instant, Ara almost loses her breath at the glimpse of the shiny object but is taken back by the one who is wielding it. Jimin grabs her by her arms and pulls her behind, shoving her behind him while he faces Jungkook with broaden chest and squared shoulders. Most of all, he holds the knife like a dagger, with its hilt near his chest and its blade pointing right at Jungkook's neck. Jimin's sudden defensive stance surely wasn't out of instinct. It was too tamed, too clean and too....professional. As if he had been through some sort of training to gain such precise posture without a breath of hesitation or fear.
"He didn't hurt you, did he, Ara?", Jimin's voice is strangely stern and vicious almost. Lined with dangerous venom yet her name sounded sweet and small rolling out from his tongue. Ara had to snap herself out of her shock to respond to him, "n-no". Her answer came out like a whisper, a confused and breathless whisper. Jimin narrows his gaze at Jungkook who is also starring daggers at him before slowly lowering the knife and turns to Ara. He drags his tense gaze up and down her form, scanning for any injury but only spotted her baffled expression.
"I don't trust you", Jungkook huffs, followed by a metallic click but Seok Jin quickly intercepted, "enough, put your gun away, Kook". Ara's heart skips at the mention of a firearm but Jimin blocks her line of sight when he came closer to examine her, not even flinching with his back facing the gun. There's something about Jimin, something new yet old, hidden yet obvious, scary yet thrilling, something Ara needs to dig out. She knew her best friend well but obviously not well enough to explain what happened just now. The nerdy guy-best-friend of hers just jumped in front of her with a dagger in hand and eye lightning sharp and predatory. There's definitely something fishy going on.
"Park Jimin", Seok Jin calls out and the said-person turns around again his form casting a shadow over the girl behind him, shielding him from the males. The older man slips his hands into his pockets and balance his cigarette between his lips and teeth with stoic gaze glue to the blond boy , "you're him, aren't you?". Seok Jin speaks nonchalantly but his smirk hinted his victorious amusement. He sounded crazy judging by Jungkook's deep frown and confused expression that mirrors Ara's but Jimin seems rather bothered and it causes a disturbing worrisome in her heart.
"Jimin, what is he-", "PJM, that's you, ain't it? The only surviving apprentice of the highly classified research led by the one and only....Dr. Rae", Ara's breath hitched at the loaded information dump that might as well have dumped her down a volcano because she's burning up. She felt her cheeks reddened and palms sweaty. She hasn't heard of her father's title ever since he died and saying it sounded almost illegal and prohibited in any shapes or forms yet Seok Jin blurted it out like a casual Tuesday morning. Not to mention the information following afterwards. A highly classified research? The one that got her father killed? And now is also the one Jimin was involved? "Impossible. Jimin is the same age as me, how can he be involved in something that happened a decade ago?", Ara was quick to counteract the absurd claim but it scares her to see her motionless best friend staring into space.
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𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗛𝗪𝗔𝗟𝗞𝗘𝗥𝗦 // 𝗝𝗝𝗞 (FT 𝗣𝗝𝗠)
FanfictionSomeone once said, "a simple life isn't one to be born with, but one to achieve instead". Jeo Ara thought her life was as simple as a university student who is trying to figure her life out and seems to be failing to do so. But after unfolding her t...
