Fight Me

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Continuing with Jimin's perspective

My body felt numb as soon as I regained my consciousness. I couldn't feel my finger yet my sense of touch knew I was lying on the cold bed. The smell of the room filled with a sweet lavender with the accompany of dimmed purple lights. The ceiling looked similar. Trying to remember as much as I can what happened that night, I could feel the sharp pain on my neck.

"Gross" I whispered. This is the bed where they did it in front of me. I sighed trying to sit up but the pain on my neck wouldn't let me do so.

"What's gross? Or who?" A man's voice came from my right. He was sitting down, crossing his legs with the half burned cigarette in his mouth. I remember. He was the man named Jumin, who I was mistaken as. Lots of dumb people here.

"Jumin-" I mumbled, glaring at him. He smirked and pressed down his cigarette to the small table. "What are you trying to do?" I pushed myself to at least sit up straight facing him. Jumin clapped his hands together with joy.

"Don't worry, boy. It's not like I did something illegal" he paused, stared me for a bit and continued, "I put a sleeping drug to you that time, in your neck. Seems like I hit the wrong spot" Jumin took another cigarette from his pocket.

"You messed with the wrong boy" I stood up, grabbed my phone on the floor and head outside.

"Wait a moment, Jimin boy" Jumin catch my arm and pulled out a business card. "I like you. Come by anytime"

"Are you-"

"I'm not gay. I'm offering you a part-time job"

"I haven't finish-"

"I'm just making sure" Jumin smiled. He pushed me in the shoulder to the front entrance. "I'm expecting you to come back" he waved at my back. I clenched my fist, slowly turning to face him then I ran to him and grabbed his collar.

"You fucker. If you want to beat someone's ass, beat that dumb co-worker of yours" he hold my hands, trying to push them away. Security guards standing at the door were ready to ambush me anytime if I made one wrong move. "You put drugs on me when I didn't make any mistake! You think I'll let it pass just like that?!" I pushed Jumin that he fell on his butt, groaning from pain.

"I'm speechless" he huffed, cleaning his black pants from dust.

"Fine" I crossed my arm. "I'll part time here, but, pay me extra"

"Deal" he answered immediately.

"I can't trust you"

"It all begins with trust"

"Whatever" I turned my back on him and disappeared from his sight fast into the crowd. I'm not that dumb, Jumin. I know you hire me for a reason, and it will be my turn to mess you up.

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I packed up my things in my small backpack, ready for the first day of crappy part time job. Taehyung who's at my house can't look away from the TV screen watching thriller movie.

"You got a job?" Taehyung asked, eyes still locked on the screen.

"Yeah" I put on my sneakers which laces were untied.

"Where?"

"A place where I can get stronger" Taehyung finally looked at me and smiled making a 'wooow' sound

"Go for it" he showed me a thumbs up and back watching the movie. I stood there, staring at him on the side, I know he's going to notice me. Taehyung looked at me with his big eyes, "What?"

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