Mystic Messenger (one shots)

Jumin~ Crimson (part 2)

(Name)'s POV

"Would you liked to die with me, darling?" Before I could pull the trigger, one of the men points the gun at me then shoots.

Is this a... tranquilizer?

Fuckity fuck.

They plan to keep me alive?!

Jumin's POV

The plan went smoothly. We got her into the facility without any trouble.

She looks so helpless, so defenseless.

I liked her like this,

within my grasp.

(Name)'s POV

I woke up tied to the bed with handcuffs, Jumin looking at me.

"Kinky..." I say, smirking. He walks towards me,

"How was your sleep?"

"It was great, thank you! I haven't slept in days, ya know? With all the murdering and shit." I scoff.

"You won't be sleeping here either." He says, his eyes filled with lust.

"Horny fuck."

"You just have a dirty mind!" He walks away, laughing.

"What's your favorite number?" I ask, smirking.

"69."

I fucking knew it.

"I forgot to tell you, you looked beautiful covered in crimson, like the color was meant for you." I smirk. "I'd love to see you covered in it again."

"Then come hug me."

"What?" I ask, confused.

"You don't get it? Your known as 'Crimson-"

"(Name). Not crimson. Although, feel free to call me what you like." I close my eyes, thinking of ways I could kill him. A bloody way. I love it bloody.

Shall I slit his throat?
that would result in a lot of beautiful crimson blood.

Shall I cut off his body parts, one by one?
that would result in a lot of beautiful crimson, too!

Shall I burn him alive?
that would result in black ugly ashes..

Shall I cut out his heart?
that would also result in a lot of blood!

So exciting!

"What the fuck is in your mind?" He asks, interrupting my thoughts.

"Beautiful thoughts." I answer, smirking.

"You were grinning creepily to yourself just a minute ago. Damn, what were you thinking of?"

"You." Although it's barely visible, he is blushing. Guess he took it in a good way?

If only he knew I was thinking about killing him.

Jumin's POV

Beautiful thoughts were in her mind.