All the hardest, coldest people you once met were once soft as water. That's the tragedy of living.
*Smut
*Sensuality
*Killing / Murder
*Short Chapters
*Crossdressing
#8 psychokiller 9/24/22
#3 yoonkook 10/02/22
#10 bloodandgore 9/30/22
#7 detective...
Jimin walked through the rain with an umbrella. His body was soaked with the rain but it didn't bother him. Cars zoomed past him and stirred up the water that splashed over him.
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He had a gun tucked in the back of his pants. He would use it on Jungkook. He remembered as he walked about the first time he met that little doe eyed kid. It felt like yesterday when Jimin took him in and showed him the ropes of murder.
flashback
Jimin slipped through a rusted gate and ran into the huge estate he was aiming for. It was all condemned so he could slip right through the unlocked doors.
He panted and slid down the wall covered in vines. A Knife stuck out of his thigh and he pulled it out, trying to scream as quietly as he could. "God that fucking hurts." He growled with gritted teeth.
He tore some of his shirt and wrapped the fabric tightly around his thigh. Before he stood up to look around, he heard quiet sniffles not too far away.
The killer grabbed an extra weapon from his back pocket and creeped around the estate. Soon enough he found the source of the sniffles.
A boy, probably around thirteen years old, was huddled up against an old sofa crying into his hands.
Jimin could have left, or killed the boy, but something about him made him stay. He didn't know what but he felt attracted to that crying boy.
"Hey, why are you crying?" Jimin placed a hand on the shaking boy's knee. The boy looked up and shrieked when he saw the blood covering Jimin and he tried to back away, but he hit a wall.
"I'm not gonna hurt you. This is, uh, ketchup. I had a ketchup party." Jimin lied and released a chuckle. The boy pouted and rubbed his eyes, tears still streaming down his cheeks.
"I-I ran away. My parents ha-hate me." The boy murmured and let out a choked sob.
Jimin cooed and pulled the boy into a hug. "Why don't you come live with me? I won't hurt you." The killer rubbed the boy's back soothingly and felt him relax in his hold.
"O-Okay." The boy murmured as he pulled away from the warm hug. "Now what's your name, little one?" Jimin asked as he stood up and held out a hand for the boy.
"Jeon Jungook." The boy answered and held hands with the killer.
"Well, Jungkook, welcome to your new life."
end flashback
Jimin continued down the wet street until he stood in front of the lovely beach house. Tears streamed down his chubby cheeks, but it had to be done.
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The number one rule Jimin established those years ago was to never bring a cop around. Yet Jungkook did.
And he had to suffer the consequences.
... I think I missed a couple days of updating so I'll do a double update 💕
