Twisted Devotion(BTS X Hobi)

5~ The Bold Move

Authors pov

The six brothers lounged in the opulent living room of their grand home, their frustration palpable. For days, they had been trying to persuade Hoseok to accept their offer, but it was as though they were nothing more than an annoyance to him. Hoseok’s continuous rejections were infuriating; he not only turned down their offers but also rejected their money, something no one had ever done before. Their pride was on the line, and the situation was eroding their confidence.

Jimin, leaning back in his seat with an exasperated sigh, finally spoke up. “You know what? I’ll take the lead on this. I can turn a straight person gay if I have to, and Hoseok is no exception.”

The brothers exchanged skeptical glances but nodded in agreement, wishing Jimin good luck as he left the house. He made his way to the supermarket, determined to make his mark.

As Jimin arrived at the supermarket, he spotted Hoseok exiting the store. The supermarket was closing, and Hoseok seemed ready to head home. Jimin’s heart raced with anticipation as he called out, “Hoseok! Wait up!”

Hoseok turned, his eyes narrowing as he recognized one of the brothers. He sighed in resignation, watching Jimin approach with a self-assured smile.

“What do you want now?” Hoseok asked, his tone dripping with annoyance.

Jimin smirked, his voice dripping with charm. “I’d like to have a little chat with you. How about you come with me to the car so we can talk?”

Hoseok’s initial reaction was a polite decline, but Jimin’s insistence left him with no real choice. Reluctantly, Hoseok followed Jimin to the sleek, luxurious car parked nearby. As they settled into the vehicle, Hoseok noted the opulence that surrounded him. The car reeked of wealth, and he could tell Jimin was as wealthy as he claimed.

Jimin dismissed the chauffeur with a curt command. The man exited the car, locking the doors behind him. Jimin turned to Hoseok with a bold, predatory grin. He placed his hand on Hoseok’s knee, causing Hoseok to flinch and instinctively move away.

“What do you want from me?” Hoseok asked, his voice tinged with both irritation and apprehension.

Jimin leaned closer, his voice dripping with seduction. “I’m repeating our offer. I know you’re straight but trust me, you’ll enjoy the sex. Plus, there’s a lot of money involved.”

Hoseok scoffed, trying to open the door to escape. Jimin, growing impatient, forcefully dragged Hoseok closer and kissed him. Hoseok’s eyes widened in shock as he screamed and struggled, pushing against Jimin’s chest and trying to break free from the unwanted kiss. His hands flailed, hitting Jimin’s chest and slapping him across the face.

Jimin, stunned and momentarily disoriented, pulled back. Hoseok wiped his lips with a look of disgust. Pointing a finger at Jimin, he warned, “Stay the hell away from me, and tell your brothers to stay away from me. Learn English again, because you clearly don’t know what ‘no’ means.”

Hoseok’s eyes flashed with anger as he stared at Jimin. “If you try anything like this again, I won’t hesitate to call the police. But don’t worry, I’m not calling them now. Just stay away from me.”

Hoseok stormed out of the car, leaving Jimin seething with anger. Jimin called for the chauffeur to take him home, and the man complied, bowing as he started the engine.

As the car drove off, Jimin massaged his sore cheek, smirking despite his irritation. He scoffed, muttering to himself, “Hoseok just messed with the wrong mafia.”

The car sped away, Jimin’s frustration palpable as he plotted his next move, certain that Hoseok’s defiance would only make things more interesting.