❝𝙎𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚, 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜❞
- In which you, a crazy stalker crosses paths with an oddly attractive photographer. -
"Oh, really? I apologize then. You just looked incredibly beautiful and I couldn't resist capturing that moment."
||P.JM...
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-••- ✦ᴍᴏᴄᴋɪɴɢ sᴍɪʟᴇ✦
Wansoo raises a brow and crossed his arms, watching Jimin walk toward him.
Seeing Wansoo's mocking smile made your blood boil. The sight of it made you want to tear him into pieces.
"So, being an antag-" Jimin swiftly pushed him onto the wall, his forearm tightly pinning his chest with the pocket knife pointed at his neck.
Your eyes widen but you remain at your place followed by the tension getting stronger. He wouldn't kill him would he? But you remember when he mouthed the words 'trust me' so all you can do is trust those words and hope for the best.
Wansoo groans at the sudden action but soon smirked when he sees Jimin's glare.
"What is this?"
"Why the fuck are you here?" Jimin's voice, deep and threatening, penetrated the man before him as he grips the knife tightly.
"Why would I answer you?" he raise his brows, giving him a mocking expression.
Jimin didn't let the man sway him as he remained on his spot, "Listen here you fucker and listen well. I suggest you watch your words before I accidentally slit this throat yeah? So answer me, why the fuck are you here?" he deepens the knife prompting the man to hiss.
"Why wouldn't I be? This is my girl-" Jimin slams his fist beside him and didn't hesitate to deepen the knife.
Drops of blood flowed out of his neck but Jimin didn't budge. Eyes glaring right at him.
"Why are you here?"
"You're not the one asking questions here."
"You wouldn't kill me."
"Yeah? You think so?"
"You know you can't. You think you could get away with this?" Wansoo smirks, though hesitant because Jimin didn't seemed to be fazed by his words.
Jimin's lips slowly curled into a smirk, his chin lowered slightly as his eyes remained locked on Wansoo.
He began to chuckle, a deep, raspy sound as his head hangs low onto Wansoo's chest that you forgot to breathe for a moment because of how hot he looked.
He looked back up again. "Who said I couldn't?" Jimin tilts his head to the side prompting Wansoo to furrow his brows.
Jimin gave him the same mocking smile before pulling away from him. Wansoo's words brought him a sense of relief though his anger still there.
Wansoo remained leaning on the wall, confused at his words. He felt his ego being torn apart by just a few of Jimin's words. Who said he couldn't? Wansoo thought for himself. A sense of unease crept in, his pride stung.
