𝐑𝐄𝐃 .

Chapter 6

Author's point of view.

"Who the fuck does he think he is?" Jimin rubbed his throat, which was now red, purple fingerprints slowly taking their place on his neck. Jimin was used to this type of shit, it didn't faze him anymore. He was so used to this. He rolled his eyes and looked at the bed, it wasn't like he had anything else to do.

He laid down and his eyes focused on the ceiling, currently the most entertaining thing on these four walls. No matter how many times he tried, his thoughts always stopped at one person.

Mr. Jeon

No. Don't think that way, you dirty-minded creature. Go touch some grass.

He always ended up thinking how kind Mr. Jeon was. How he made him feel welcome here, unlike his son who just wanted to fuck him. But then again, he couldn't help but think of his kindness as a facade. Something he had learnt in his 26 years of life, was to never trust people.

Especially people like Mr. Jeon.

First, they would make you feel warm and welcomed; manipulating you into thinking that they would be your friends, and wanted the best for you. But the second they found you in their claws they wouldn't hesitate to become a foe.

Jimin sighed, shaking his head to clear his thoughts. He couldn't get attached to anyone, especially Mr. Jeon. No matter how much he made him feel warm, he just couldn't. No matter how much he yearned for this kind of warmth throughout his life, he couldn't. His eyes widened when a sudden thought came across his mind.

"Holy shit." He whispered and sat on the bed, his sick mind was already making plans. He observed at the dining table that everyone respected and listened to Mr. Jeon. Even his motherfucking cunt son had a soft spot for his father. He looked at how Jungkook's eyes sparkled and voice softened when he talked to his father.

In short, Mr. Jeon is the key.

He remembered when he was coming back to this room, he overheard them talking.

"What do you think of that boy?" That blue-haired boy asked everyone, Jimin's ear perked upon knowing he was talking about him. He stopped and eavesdropped their conversation

"That comic artist?" Mr. Jeon asked.

"Yeah." Taehyung replied.

"To be honest, I don't trust that guy." Namjoon started. "He seemed shady. His story sounded like a movie as if he made it." Jimin rolled his eyes and made a mental note:

'Kim Namjoon, the only potential with a brain that could blow his cover. '

"I think that too, I don't trust that bitch." Yoongi replied while cleaning his gun.

"Language Yoongi." Mr. Jeon cleared his throat.

"I agree with Namjoon. That Jimin guy, I'm not sure but all I know is we shouldn't completely trust him." Hoseok's statement made everyone nod in agreement.

"Somebody tell this to Jungkook- wait, Uncle, why don't you tell this to Jungkook. I'm sure he will listen to you." Taehyung suggested.

"Wait, let's observe that boy for a couple of days. I don't think that boy is shady but if we find him suspicious then we will kill him." Mr. Jeon declared.

Jimin gulped and scurried from there.

He already realized that Mr. Jeon felt bad about him. He had his sympathy, it would be perfect if he had his favor too. So to save himself here, he has to be at Mr. Jeon's good side, because he is the actual miss here. Not Jungkook, and not anyone else.