❝ Hitgirl ❞ .pjm

1: Stranger

Yeoleum raised an eyebrow at this barista named Jimin, “.....what?” “P-Please... Don't kill me...”Jimin stuttered.Yeoleum gave Jimin a weird look,
“I will not kill you. Gosh. I don't even have any weapon visible in your eyes that can kill you.”Yeoleum laughed,her wound hurting a bit which made Yeoleum wince.

Jimin's eyes widened, of course he was concerned about this stranger. He closed the windows of the shop, covering them with curtains, and so as the door. He made Yeoleum sit on a chair, “Just stay here, uh... I'll just call an ambulance-”

But before Jimin could speak further, Yeoleum placed her index finger on Jimin's lips, shutting his mouth out. “Shhh. Don't.”Yeoleum shushed him,“Please, don't. Or else you wouldn't see tomorrow anymore.”
Even with those kind words, Yeoleum said those in a dangerous tone, making Jimin act like a scared little kid or something. Jimin gulped, he knows that he should call the cops or the ambulance, but he has no other choice, so he nodded.

“We just have a first aid kit here...”Jimin said, not even sure why is he scared at this random wounded stranger, and didn't call the hospital to fetch her.
Because Jimin is such a kind dude, he went to get the first aid kit and handed it to Yeoleum.

“Thanks.”Yeoleum thanked Jimin, as she got the kit. Inside the kit were a few wrap bandages, Iodine, medical clip, cotton balls, surgical tongs, and a roll of medical tape.

Jimin looked at Yeoleum with an uneasy look, “Are you sure that you know how to clean your wound?” “Yep. I do.”Yeoleum nodded, and without any hesitation, she stripped her shirt off, leaving her with her black, lacy, strapless, bra. Jimin's eyes widened at the sight, and Yeoleum just ignored him,“H-Hey! Y-You should warn me if you'll just suddenly remove your shirt!”Jimin turned away, covering his red face. He wasn't prepared to see such sight.

Yeoleum laughed, “You're a grown man already. With that face you have, you probably fucked a lot of hot bitches out there.”Yeoleum just shrugged, got the cotton and Iodine to clean her wound.
“No I don't!”Jimin snapped,“And plus... I don't even have a girlfriend..” Yeoleum dabbed the cotton on her wound,raising an eyebrow at Jimin, "Is this guy serious?" She thought..

“Oh, really? How old are you, Mister Park Jimin?”Yeoleum asked,“Don't tell me that you're actually a sixteen year old working student.”Even Yeoleum herself cannot believe that she's casually talking to a civilian, who knew that she just came from a dirty work. But somehow, she trusts this good for nothing barista, that he will not spill anything to the police.

“I'm twenty two...”Jimin replied, still turning his back from Yeoleum. “Oh, we're just the same age. What a coincidence.”Yeoleum smirked. And without hesitation, Yeoleum inserted her thumb and index finger into the bullet wound on her shoulder, and took the bullet out of her body.

Jimin heard the sound of metal, and he turned to face Yeoleum, and just can't believe that this girl just took out a freaking one inch bullet from her shoulder using her bare hands like it's the most normal thing to do. And that wasn't even hygenic, according to Jimin's opinion, so he freaked out, “How did you do that?”

“I'm used with it. It's part of the job.”Yeoleum said. “Part of....the....job?”Jimin asked, and after a moment of realization, his eyes widned, “You're doing illegal things? You're.. You're like.. A hitman?” of course Yeoleum didn't answer. She pretended that she didn't hear him.

Yeoleum wrapped her shoulder with the bandages, and arranged the kit again. “Here's your emergency kit. Thanks a lot, Park Jimin. Do not spill anything. I'll be watching you.”Yeoleum handed the kit to Jimin, and patted his shoulder. Yeoleum wore her shirt back, and went out of the cafe, leaving Jimin dumbfounded.

Jimin blinked a few times while holding the first aid kit, “I didn't even ask what her name was.”

***

Yeoleum walked towards her condo unit, and as she opened the door, her older brother, Seokjin, was the first one she saw. He was crossing his arms on his chest while raising an eyebrow at her.

“Where were you this time, Kim Yeoleum?”Seokjin interrogated her. Yeoleum groaned, “Not now, Jin.”Yeoleum said tiredly, entering her condo, “You didn't even tell me that you'll come by and visit.” Seokjin sighed, “I'm just worried about you. Earlier, the news said that there was an explosion. I hope that you're not the one who's behind this.” Seokjin said quietly as possible as he closed the door.

“Yeah, I am. Blame our cousin, Mr. Kim. He always sends me off like his favorite dog.”Yeoleum sighed, entered the living room, and crashed on the couch. Yeoleum stared at her best friend, Aeri, and raised an eyebrow at her. Aeri didn't know anything about Yeoleum's secret job, in which a really surprising thing because they've known each other for about six years now. Aeri didn't even hear Yeoleum and Seokjin's conversation.

“Oh.. Aeri... Why are you alone here with Jin? Are you guys dating now?”Yeoleum asked flatly, which made Aeri's face hot. Aeri shook her head, “A-Ah, N-No!”Aeri denied, but Yeoleum knew that her best friend likes her brother. Yeoleum just chuckled, “Dang, you people just enter my house without my permission.. I could file a lawsuit against you for trespassing.”

Seokjin entered the living room, his eyebrows met while glaring at Yeoleum. He doesn't want Yeoleum to be involved in their cousin's dirty work, but unfortunately, she was trained to kill, and she was raised by their cousin's parents to kill. Seokjin wants to nag at his sister, but it'll be no use, and plus, Aeri would find out, so Seokjin just remained silent.

Aeri's eyes wandered on Yeoleum's bloody shirt, Her eyes widened, “Y-Yeoleum.. Why is your shirt bloody?”
“It's not blood. I just spilled paint on my shirt, so no worries.”Yeoleum reasoned out, and it's really believable, because Yeoleum paints, so her best friend just believed Yeoleum's not-so-reasonable reasoning.

“Ah, I feel gross.”Yeoleum stood up, and went direct to the bathroom to clean herself up, leaving Seokjin and Aeri alone in the living room. Aeri blushed at the moment. “Uh... I have to go home...”Aeri squeaked. Seokjin nodded, “Sure. I'll just bring you outside.”Aeri was about to decline, but Seokjin already went out, so she had nothing to do but to follow him outside.

Meanwhile, Jimin went Topsy-Turvy on his bed, thinking about that wounded stranger that entered the coffee shop earlier.

“Is she okay?”

“How is she?”

“Is she really a hitman? A hitgirl?”

“Why didn't I ask her name?”

“What's her name?”

Questions flooded in Jimin's thoughts,“Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!”Jimin shouted, hitting his pillow...
There was a knock on the door, followed by someone that is complaining about his noise, probably his usually silent neighbor.

He didn't see his neighbor often, well, he never even seen his neighbor... But that's not the problem here, “Just.. Why can't she get out of my head?”

Jimin asked himself, With all those thoughts that flooded in his brain, Jimin finally drifted to sleep.

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idk why I republished this 😂 I'M SO IN THE MOOD OF WRITING NOW WTH I'M GONNA UPDATE MY OTHER FIC LATER