The Heart Wants What It wants | Taekook

"You and Us"

🎵And you need to know
That nobody could take your place
Your place
And you need to know
That I'm hella obsessed with your face
Your face🎶

♡

In the bright lit room decorated with different motor bike portraits and race medals was the unconscious Jimin laid on the bed covered with grey mattress and white pillows.

His Chanel Black T-shirt was lifted up exposing his milk white torso printed with black ink 'Never mind'.

SPALSH.

A bucket of cold water splashed onto Jimin by the man who lives like the epitome of black aesthetics. His mask half curve, cut shaped out his elegant cat eyes. His manly hard hands took out his phone and made a call to his boss While Jimin was getting his consciousness because of the wetness poured on him.

"Yes, Boss. He's with me. I will take care of this" the stranger said exchanging a glance with Jimin who is still trying to cope up with the aftermath of getting knocked off. More to add on, the little chic was tied with rope and his mouth were plastered.

Jimin is not afraid but sneered at the masked man for calling upon the little demon in him. He wanted to devour the man for the dare he took to kidnap him.

"hdmmmmhhmmmmghhhg" he tried to speak.

"What do you want me to do with him, Boss?" the man continued, Jimin at caution of what to happen next. To his suspense, the phone was put on speaker.

"Do whatever you want. I knew he'll try to escape from the mansion. Just have him with you and if he does something, I give you all Authority to punish him however you want".

If Jimin was not thrilled by the whole kidnap thing then he was now. Cuz the voice on the phone was his own blood who ordered him to stay in the mansion and obviously this man in black is asked to look after them without Jimin and Jungkook's Concern.

Sure, Hyung caught me. Jimin thought.

The line got cut as Tae put the phone on hang.

Assistant Black took small strides towards Jimin and bent closer to the level where their iris could kiss eachothers feather ends. A mumbled hums were spoken by Jimin given his pathetic state.

All he wanted was to help his brother to fall in love only to get locked up by him.

"You heard that ?!

I got full rights on you." He said and tore the plaster away from other's mouth space but instead of a painful moan, he heard things making him regret the decision of letting Jimin speak.

"You fucking shithead bastard of son of a bitch. No one rules me unless it's Kim Taehyung. How dare you peice of fucking moron try to bill me out!!$$" Jimin started to shower Black with glamorous F words and raged high.

"You dickhead undo this or I'll______ " Jimin Paused when Black unmasked himself for the first time in a long while. He was afraid of his face getting exposed in public because of the mafia chaos but he'd trust his home, It was his home he was in and also Jimin is his Personal space to start with.

The blonde's long earrings dangled in his ear as his peripheral vision went blur focusing his whole sense on the moonlight kissed face and rose eaten lips. Things slowed down around them in 0.5x speed. The unseen breath of both male kissed eachothers which was the only mobile object in the room other than the Air con coldness sheltering his pale and red cheeks. He was frozen by the charm he found underneath the black rock.

The other who was stunned to the same level as Jimin adjusted his expression to stand high infront of him. He went close to the latter's face as if he was going to catch the crimson lips of the latter in his mouth but his lips passed Jimin's cheeks and took hault near his ear, wishpering the sins of dark room.