MERCENARY 3: Descent into Madness |BTS JIMIN FF|

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'Stand back a bit.'

I didn't need to ask why. I simply listened to him and took a few steps back from where I was, and then I realized why he said it.

He had a hose connected in the corner, and he washed Nolan down in the freezing cold water, waking him up with the shock.

He woke up flaying his arms around and spitting the water out. In all honesty, it would have been enough to sprinkle him, but Jimin kept that blast of water on him for a good minute. The floor beneath us turned into a small pool where Nolan was sitting in, drenched head to toe and spitting out water, coughing.

'Afternoon.' Jimin greeted him in perfect English. 'Had a good nap?'

He was still coming to it, hyperventilating from the shock until his eyes fell to me, and he simply stopped breathing.

'I would introduce you, but I believe you've gotten acquainted with my wife throughout the last few months.'

His eyes wandered from me to Jimin to around the room, possibly looking for escape. At least he did until he looked behind us and saw Ren's mutilation hanging like a chandelier in the middle of the room. The look of fright was palpable, and I couldn't even hide that I'm enjoying it. Not that I want to hide it.

'You were so talkative last time, and now you've gone all silent on me.' Jimin leans closer, whispering sarcastically, 'Performance issues?'

'Where the hell am I??'

'It's fun waking up and having no idea where you are, isn't it?' I ask, having his eyes glued to me

'I was just doing my job. It wasn't personal.'

'Why didn't you just say so? If I knew it wasn't personal, I never would have brought you here. So silly of me, really. Would you like to go on your own, or one of us can drop you off where you need to go.' Jimin went full sarcasm mode, nearly making me laugh

'I don't even know you! Why would I go after you?!' Nolan yells in fear

'Oh, you know me.' Jimin's angel mode switched on and his tone switched along, becoming steely like the blade he's now flipping in his hand. He took a step closer, crouching in front of Nolan, staring him down. 'You said you were a fan of my work. Then you must know what awaits you. Just look at your friend behind me. That will be you soon enough.'

The colour drained from his face and he panicked, squirming against the wall in fear. 'I swear! I didn't touch her!'

'No. You only transported me around like a parcel. From one place to another. For months. In a fucking casket of all things.'

'But I never hurt you!'

'Then you'll be happy to know that I won't be hurting you either.' Jimin smiled at him in the most angelic way, and this dumb idiot seemed to have taken him seriously. He let out a breath of relief, falling back against the wall, and Jimin looked at me as if he's asking me mentally if the guy is really that fucking dumb, and I simply nodded. Yes. He is.

'I wouldn't relax that much, my american friend. I said I wouldn't hurt you. My wife though...' Jimin trailed off and his smirk grew as Nolan's face grew fear again

'I have money. I can-'

'Money. Course. Cause that's gonna fix everything.' Jimin scoffed and shook his head in dusbelief

'I have a lot. I can give you more than enough to live comfortably for the rest of your lives.'

'Sorry to tell you, but your money means fuck all. Not only do I possibly have more money than you, but I wouldn't take it even if I was starving. What I want is to make you, and everyone who held my wife, suffer. Suffer for each moment you had her to yourself. For each moment she spent fearing and being tortured and taken advantage of. What I want is to make you understand the consequences of your actions. I would say you're lucky that it's not me who's gonna decide your faith, but if you knew the first thing about my wife... you would honestly pray that it was me instead.'