everyone knew his name they were scared to speak it because the streets have ears.
Park Jimin
He was a ruthless mafia boss brutal crime's happened by his hands he has spilled blood and dumped bodies
Nothing surprised him anymore...well that's what...
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Yoongi POV
When I wake up in the morning, the first thing I feel is how cold I am and the second thing I feel is the pain in my lower back.
I flutter my eyes open and I see the mirrors on the ceiling. I blink around the room, trying to clear my vision, then I'm hit with the memories of where I am. A very tacky love hotel with a heart-shaped bed with cherry red covers and velvet walls with a big ass pink chandelier.
My back hurts as I move around in the bed. I looked over to my left and see an empty bed and my heart breaks again.
He left...
Jimin left me cold and alone in some strange hotel without anything. I curled into a ball on the bed trying not to cry because I'm tired of crying. I did this to myself. What else did I expect...
That wasn't my Jimin last night...
I sit up painfully because I really blew out my back last night. I look around the room searching for my phone or clothes. They were thrown carelessly last night. I see they are somewhere on the floor, spread around.
I move around the bed with horrible pain in my ass to reach for my forgotten clothes. I slip on my underwear and sweatpants, then my sweater while I sit at the edge of the bed, dialing a number with shaky fingers.
It's rang a couple of times until he picked up the phone
"YOON-GI"
"Hey Kookie..."
"Good morning. What's up? You called early on a Saturday are Hoseok and Tae being gross again"
"No...are you busy?"
"Not really. Are you okay?"
"N-No...I'm not okay"
"What happened? Who am I beating up?"
"Kookie, can you come pick me up? I-I kinda d-don't know where I am and my phone is about to die"
"Yes, of course, Hyung, send me your location"
"Thank you..."
After that we said goodbye and I texted Jungkook my location and which room I was in. I just waited there with my knees hugging my chest on the pathetic heart-shaped bed looking at a condom gum ball machine while fighting the steamy flashback of last night that is popping up in my brain at the moment.
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There was a knock at the hotel door and I actually couldn't get up without a sharp pain in my ass, making me want to collapse to the floor. When I got dress earlier, I saw bruises literally all over my body. It was painted with dark purple hickeys, everywhere but the hip bruises are intense.
"It's open!" I huffed, and the door creaked open and a mop of brown fluffy hair popped in and he looked around with wide eyes as he stepped in.
"Woah it's like the red room from fifty shades of Grey," he said shutting the door behind him as he stepped in and looking up " Wow mirrors last cool but kinda dangerous if you think about it" he whispered
