Park Jimin Daring Wife || PJM ✔️ (COMPLETE)

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After bidding Ha Na goodbye and promising her one last time that she would return tomorrow, Song Areum left the room with a happy smile. She naively walked down the halls, humming to herself now that she had found a companion to talk to the entire day. The nice girl even gave her some snacks to carry back to her room, which was a bonus!

She happily hummed the latest song from her favorite singer, hands full with snacks, completely unaware of the indignant dragon waiting for her. "The moon is high, the tides pass by, the battlefield is soaked in red.." She sang to herself, walking to her room. She looked down and wondered if Jennie would like these snacks.

"The snow falls as I raise a cup to the war casualties." A quiet voice finished the next part for her.

"Oh, you know the song too-" Her voice died down when she realized exactly who finished the lyrics for her. The snacks slipped from her hands, loudly clattering onto the floor.

Sitting by the window of her eerily dark room was none other than Park Jimin. The moonlight falling on his face added a ghostly tint to his tan complexion. She clearly saw his perfectly sculptured features.

He was eerily placid.

She swallowed.

His eyes were calm as waters before a storm and his indifferent face didn't have a hint of anger. But when she looked closely, his sharp jaw was clenched.

She shivered when his eyes fell upon her. Staring at him was like standing naked in a blizzard storm where the snow felt like ice shards digging into her skin. She didn't like the way he looked at her, the usual warmth and adoration he had in his eyes for her had evaporated faster than the sun behind thunder clouds.

She wanted to take a step back and run out of the room, but his eyes were so intimidating, they kept her paralyzed on the spot. A chill ran down her back at the way he looked at her. It was alarming to see him like this, especially when he always treated her so well.

She swallowed nervously, her eyes shaking when he stood up. His hands were tucked in his front pocket and his lips were pulled into a thin line. Even with the distance between them, she could still feel the murderous intent surrounding him.

Her blood drained as he began to slowly stride towards her. Her heart thumped erratically within her chest, building up speed with each passing second.

She turned around, ready to run, but the door behind her was suddenly slammed shut, locking her inside this hauntingly dark room. Why were the lights turned off?!

With nothing but the moonlight as her guide, Song Areum could barely see her surroundings. The only thing she could see was Park Jimin stalking towards her, as a predator would to their prey. She couldn't think straight with how fast her heart was pounding.

"You sure have a lot of guts causing harm to my men, making them run in circles, leaving this room, and not returning the entire day. You also missed your daily medicine." His deathly calm voice was beginning to scare her. She felt the hair on her skin rise at his tone of voice. It was so sinister that she finally understood why he ruled the Underworld. His aura, his presence, it commanded your obedience.

"You don't understand, I hate the hospital-"

"'Bite me.' You said those words, did you not?"

"You have no right to be angry with me." She nervously looked at him.

He was just an arm's distance away from her. She could see his eyes more clearly now. His lethal stare was piercing, as if he could see right through her soul. He was furious.

"Your provocations will not go unpunished." There was a stillness to the way he enunciated each word.

Her heart beated faster. She swallowed back whatever snarky replies she wanted to toss at him. She didn't want to provoke him further or else this dragon might really gobble her up. She needed a way of calming this fury of his and she already had the perfect plan in mind.