Devil's Cage || P.JM

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It's been three weeks and Y/N had not heard anything from him. The constant fear of being watched was not there anymore. She was getting used to her life just like before she met Jimin. She didn't know what had changed that made him back away on his own.

She knew she shouldn't be thinking about him. Was she getting a Stockholm syndrome?She sighed as she entered her house and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

Her mother was out of town regarding work so she was alone at home. She sighed and walked to the living room before turning on the TV and lying down on the couch.

After a few minutes, Y/N heard the doorbell ring making her frowned. She sat up before wearing her shoes and walking to the door.

She opened the door and was shocked to see the person standing in front of her was none other than the Leon, the personal bodyguard of him.

"What are you doing here?" She asked when he looked at her with his hand over his mouth and shaked his head. She could see the stress visible on his face before she raised her brows and he spoke up.

"Save him... Please."

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The ride to his mansion was filled silence as she didn't speak a word to him not Leon tried to. When she entered his mansion the flash backs from the past had hit her hard and her foot steps stumbles before she stopped.

Her eyes were fixed on the site where she had pulled trigger on him. Leon stood by her side and looked at her.

"Thank you for coming, Y/N."

"Don't be. We are even. You tried to help me in the past and I just returned the favor." Y/N spoke and started walking.

She still remembered the way to his room where she had spent many of her nights in fear, hope and pain. When she reached the door, her trembling hand held the doorknob and opened the door.

A gasp left her mouth as she watched the condition of his room. Everything was destroyed and broken into pieces, the lights were dimmed and the curtains were almost draped over.

Her steps stopped as she noticed his figure sitting beside the bed on the floor, his reflection visible through the plane of the glass window.

The creak sound of broken lamp piece under her feet made him look up and when their eyes met she slowed her steps before turning her head and glancing around the room to take in the sight.

The sheets were almost crumpled and leaning down on his figure hiding his left side. She blinked and stood at the other side of the bed as she looked at him through the window.

Taking steps toward him, she stood beside him and pondered whether she should sit down or go back. She looked down as she noticed his appearance.

His hair was disheveled and his eyes were red, his face was pale and his only visible hand had bruised knuckles, she never saw him like this. She took the step she never thought she would take... She sat beside him.

"I... Leon asked me to come. Are you... Okay?" She whispered, her fingers playing with the heme of her skirt.

There was no answer from him when she turned her head to him and saw him already looking at her. His eyes, for the first time, held pain in them and she was shocked when he shaked his head.

"Why?" Jimin asked and she looked at him with curiosity when he turned his body a little and the sheets fell down making his right side visible to her.

Her eyes widened when she noticed the blood beside him and she sat on her knees. Holding his face, she looked into his eyes frantically and noticed his wrist was cut. A gasp left her as she understood what he had done.