Deranged | Jimin

Mission

^This video, once again by datjimilly, is the best thing ever.

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I have been given a mission from Jungkook for FIRE after they think that I had what it took for it.

"But I don't kill." I said.

"You don't have to kill anyone for this mission," Jungkook clarified. I sighed in relief. He continued, "You have to go undercover to an event hosted by Bludhood, a smaller rivaling gang, and get in contact with another one of ours spying in that gang. You'll revcive some information from him."

"And what do I do with that info?" I asked.

"You give it to Taehyung, and he'll take it from there, won't you, hyung?"

"Yes, Jungkook, I know what to do." Taehyung smiled showing his perfect white teeth.

I raised an eyebrow. Since when did they become close? I didn't think the calm and collected Jungkook would be compatible with that goofball of a guy. And I wondered what Taehyung will do with that information?

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The car Yoongi provided me arrived in front of a navy-blue carpet that led all the way through the front court of the hotel to the door of its magnificent hall, where the event was hosted. It was a dinner gala celebrating the birthday of a top dog of the other gang, Bludhood.

The door was opened by the driver and I nervously stepped out of the car. I straightened the tight, black dress that reached until my mid-thigh and clung to every inch of my skin that it covered. As I laid eyes on the steam of sophisticated-looking people making their way in, I gulped. I hope I won't make a fool of myself or get my identity discovered.

I clutched tightly into my clutch bag and walked up the stairs of the hotel with as much composure as I could. I arrived in front of a doorman who was holding presumably a guests list.

"Miss, please may I have your name?" He said when I reached him.

"I'm Oh Miying." I said with a fake smile to disguise my nervousness.

"Miss Oh Miying..." His eyes scanned the list, and then he nodded. "Please enjoy the evening, Miss Oh." He gestures for me to go in.

I went through the grand doors into the brightly-lit hall, where a wave of chatter and the smell of food hit me. I naturally ambled to the food and drinks table and picked up a a glass of bubbly champaign. I drank the whole thing pretty quickly in hope it would smooth my nerve.

The sound of a knife clashing on glass echoed through the room and son everyone was quiet, with their attention focused on teethe dais at the front of the room where a man stood in front of a microphone. He must have been the important person in Bludhood that this party was held for.

He spoke of how grateful he was too have that many attendants at his birthday party, somethings about his 'organization' trending up the past year, and working together to better themselves and the organization.

When the speech ended, he said for the guest to continue enjoying themselves. That was my cue. It was time to meet with the spy from FIRE. I went to where the toilet was. As I neared the toilet I saw a man also heading towards it. My eyes caught sight of the fiery orange napkin that was neatly tugged in the front poket if his suit jacket. That was the symbol for me to recognize him - he was the one.

I coughed twice and saw that his eyes darted toward me, and to the clutch bag I was holding. He then looked back forward and nodded inconspicuously. I quickened my pace and walked into him on purpose. The I pretended to stumble.

"I'm so sorry, miss." They man said as he helped me stable myself.

I shook my head. "No, it's my fault. I walked into you."

He smiled and went into the male bathroom. I also quickly went into the female one. I paced over into one of the cube and shut the door.  I then opened my clutched palm and saw the USB that he discreetly slid into my hand. I quickly shoved it into my clutch bag, and flushed the toilet to pretend that I went to it. I then went back out to the party pretending nothing was wrong.

After the party was over, I got back into the car and passed the USB to the driver, who will pass it onto Taehyung. He then drove me back to the apartment.

Jimin was in the bedroom getting ready when I arrived. He was buttoning up his shirt in front of the full length mirror , and I went to him and started doing it for him.

"Tie?" I asked.

"No tie."

He turned me around so that we were now both facing the mirror. He looked godly in smart casual clothes with his light blue shirt, of which the top button I didn't do up, showing a little bit of his defined collarbone. The navy tailored trousers fitted him well, tracing just the outline of his muscly thighs.

He snaked his arms around my waist that was tightly clung to by the black dress, and we admired the picture in the mirror. I've got to say we looked good together.

"Are you going to Daegu now?" I asked as I looked into his eyes though the mirror.

"Yea, I'll be back in a few days."

I traced my hand up to Jimin's face and stroked it with my thumb. He leaned down and started placing tender kisses on my neck, nothing too harsh.

I turned myself around and pressed my lips against his. He couldn't seemed to hold it anymore and threw me on the bed, then once again reconnected his lips with mine after he climbed on top of me.

He invaded my mouth as if he owned it, and I happily let him. He moved him mouth downwards to my sweet spot that he was now so familiar with, and I moaned in bliss.

I tried to push him away after a bit, "You need to go now, remember?"

"Mm," he mumbled between kisses, "I don't want to."

I gave him a final kiss on the lips before pushing him away. "Come on, don't miss the train."

He smiled, and stood up from the bed. I sat up and waved as I watched him leave. Little did I know, this would be the last time I saw him when things are all smooth and well.