𝐌𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄♡ || 𝐉𝐈𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊

✯𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅✯

"So that's how I found myself all alone, I don't know who did it." Jimin pouted as he and Tae were watching something on Taehyung's phone together.

"Why didn't you call me? I would've been there in no time." Taehyung said as they were laying on the bed next to each other.

"I didn't want to bother you and besides if people see you roaming around at night they'll go crazy over you and the important thing, if they find me with you they'll surely think about us dating and I don't wanna be in the headlines." Jimin said hugging Taehyung's torso and laid his head on his best friend's chest.

"Minnie, you're like my little brother, people have to know who's the actual best friend of Kim Taehyung, not any other stinky person but a beautiful blonde innocent guy, Park Jimin." Taehyung said.

"Maybe, some other day." Jimin giggled and Taehyung pinched his cheeks.

"Let's sleep, you little mochi." Tae said and Jimin nodded.

Taehyung noticed Jimin, fast asleep, his gentle breathing was the only sound in the room.But something was off. A faint aroma lingered in the air - musky, expensive perfume, too luxurious for Jimin's usual taste.

Taehyung wrinkled his nose, puzzled. Where could it be coming from?Then, as he inhaled deeper, another scent hit him - the sharp tang of cigarette smoke. It was oddly familiar, stirring a sense of unease within him. Taehyung's heart quickened. Could Jimin be involved with someone dangerous?

As Tae's mind replayed the scene from earlier. He remembered the sound of the expensive bike's engine, the sleek silhouette of the mysterious man who dropped Jimin off when was looking for Jimin through the window.

His heart sank as he connected the dots. Could that man be involved in something dangerous? The image of a mafia-like figure loomed in Tae's mind, sending a shiver down his spine.

The pieces of the puzzle seemed to fall into place - the musky perfume, the cigarette smoke, and now this ominous encounter. Taehyung's worry for Jimin deepened, his protective instincts kicking into overdrive.

Taehyung's mind raced, Jimin, a simple school teacher, had always been a kind and gentle person - it was impossible to imagine him having enemies.

Yet, the encounter with the mysterious figure on the expensive bike replayed in Taehyung's mind, ran doubt over Jimin's safety. Could it be a case of mistaken identity? Or was there something more sinister at play?

Despite his trust in Jimin's character, Taehyung couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. The thought of his friend being unwittingly entangled in a dangerous situation gnawed at Taehyung's conscience, urging him to intervene.

After thinking hard, he buried himself under the comforting weight of the blankets, hoping that sleep would offer him some respite from his thoughts.

But even as he closed his eyes, the image of Jimin's serene face haunted his mind, a constant reminder of the danger lurking in the shadows.

Despite the darkness that clouded his mind, Taehyung found solace in the familiarity of their shared space. They had been through so much together, supporting each other like true brothers.

Gently adjusting the blanket to ensure Jimin's comfort, Taehyung felt a surge of protectiveness wash over him. He couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to his dear friend, his brother in all but blood.

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The night draped over Jungkook's mind was filled with thoughts of Jimin's beauty and imagining what it would be like to hold someone so captivating and tender, how nice it would be to hold someone like him . The night was quiet, and Jungkook found himself lost in these thoughts, unable to drift off to sleep.