Warning ⚠️ This FF is 🔞
"You are mine, Jimin, just mine... no one can take you from me, not even you," whispers Yoongi.
"You are obsessed, Yoongi," Jimin retorts.
"If my love is an obsession to you, I don't care," Yoongi declares.
In a world where...
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"I need access to that mafia," Jimin stated firmly.
Shawn shot him a deadly look. "I've already accepted your apology, but this? No way. And how did you find out I have access to that mafia?"
The pink-haired man almost rolled his eyes but refrained for the sake of his request to Shawn. "The bartender told me. You have connections there and know a lot of people. You can help me get in."
Shawn chuckled, "I may know many people from that gang, but I can't just give you information like that. Getting involved with them is no joke."
"I want to join them," Jimin declared.
Shawn's eyes widened in shock. "Park-" Before he could continue, Jimin interrupted.
"I seek revenge, and you can assist me by helping me become a member. Please, I'm begging you." Jimin's once lifeless eyes now shimmered with tears as he pleaded with Shawn.
Shawn sighed heavily. He was aware of the tragic event that had unfolded. The whole city knew about it, knew who the culprit was. Pity welled up inside him, but he hesitated. This was a dangerous path Jimin wanted to walk, risking everything.
"Revenge won't solve anything. Try to move on," Shawn reasoned.
"If your family was mvrdered and the killer roams free, would you just forget?" Jimin's voice seethed with emotion. He couldn't comprehend why Shawn wouldn't lend a hand. He was desperate for help.
"No, right? Then revenge is the only thing."
The first step to his revenge plan: Get access to the gang and become a part of it. Then if he somehow got a higher position in the gang, he would try to get more information and get close to the leader and kill him secretly. Plan simple.
The pink haired boy wiped his almost threatening to spill tears and glared at Shawn. The male sighed.
"You're right, I would also do the same thing. However, this is very dangerous. A dangerous game you're playing right now is Jimin. You can lose your life on the line."
"I don't care If I die, I need to kill him! I need that fvcker to suffer for what he did to my family! Please." He cries, feeling the desperation suffocating in his lungs. Dignity leaving his whole body as he begged a total stranger whom he just met in a club.
"Alright," Shawn pulled out a calling card from his pocket and gave it to Jimin.
"That's a card that only members of that organization have. The address is there, a hotel just 5 minutes from here and when you go to the reception, just say you want to become a member and if you are asked why you have a card like this, just say my name. They know me. After all, my older brother is also part of that organization." Jimin grabbed the card.
"Would they do something to me?"
"If you manage to convince them that you want to join as a member, they'll guide you to a hidden club within the hotel. They'll reveal everything they do, like engaging in violence, drug use, and other activities that take place there. If you react in any way, they might consider it a test of your courage and loyalty. If you pass this test, congratulations, you're in." Shawn finished off his vodka.
