Run Pretty Boy (Jikook) #Wattys2017

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Warning: Violence and gore scenes ahead! (I think 😅 I mean I don't know if all of you will be gross out. This is like my first time writing scenes like this 😅).

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Jimin's POV

I trembled in fear as I felt the mood in the place changed. The arrival of the 'Artist' (Bunny Man) made everything more complicated, in my perspective!!!

"Sorry bunny boy, but we got him first!" The tall man said.

"Yeah! This brat escaped from you right? Hahahaha how pathetic! We're stronger than you" The short man said. I kept quiet as I look at the Artist. I feel like something is bubbling up inside him. Something that I don't want to find out.

"Aww is bunny boy speechless~ You can leave now and let us do our own job" The tall man said. I wanted to scream at him, to tell him to stop. I felt a shiver down my spines as I felt the tension. The tension got thicker everytime, they insult the Artist.

"Yeah, see your not that good like what people say" The tall man said.

"Stop please" I mumbled, but they didn't pay attention to me.

"Your art is a piece of shit" The short man said as the two oblivious criminals laugh. I saw the Artist's hands twitched. That's the last straw....

Before the short man can say something, the Artist quickly stab him in the gut. The short man screamed in pain. My eyes widened as the Artist started to slit open the other man's stomach, like he was slicing a piece of cake. Blood trickled all over the floor from the open stomach and the short man's mouth. I try to look away as I trembled, but for some reason I can't.

"Yah! X!!! How dare you!" The tall man said as he ran to the Artist. The tall man tried to stab the Artist, but the Artist's reflexes are quicker.

They did it for a couple of seconds. The tall man tries to attack, but the Artist is good at defense. The tall man forgot the dead body on the floor and ended up tripping on it. I knew that moment that his dead. I felt the Artist smirk as he pick up the axe nearby the dead body.

"No no pleae stop" I said as I felt tears coming from my eyes.

"Stop! Please don't kill me!! I'll do anything!!" The tall man said as he look at the Artist with fear in his eyes.

"Hmm did you ever think of that while your insulting me and my art?" The Artist said.

"I'm sorry! I'm truly sorry" The tall man said.

"Sorry isn't enough for the things you've said and done" The Artist said as he raised the axe in the air. I closed my eyes as I heard a scream and I loud chop. The scream stop, everything was quiet. I felt something hard hit my foot. I slowly opened my eyes and look at my foot.

I screamed as I saw the tall man's head staring at me filled with blood all over. I started to sob as I fear for my life. I heard footsteps getting closer and closer to me. I'm afraid to look up.

"Ah my bad pretty boy, I didn't want you to see all of that. I hope you closed your pretty little eyes" The Artist said and I looked up to him. He has blood all over him and an axe on his right hand. I flinched as he kept getting close.

"Oh don't worry I won't do anything yet for now" He said as he dropped the axe to the floor. I saw him took a smaller knife from his back. I closed my eyes. I knew he was in front of me, I can feel it. Then I felt my ropes got loosen. I opened my eyes and saw him cutting the ropes.

"W-What?" I said unexpectedly.

"Pardon?" He asked. I just shook my head in confusion. When the ropes are cut, he pull me up from the chair.

"Okay, I know you must be weirded out on why I am helping you, but I don't want to kill people on their emotional state" He said as I just nod, still confused.

"Here take this and go. I'll fix things in here" He said as he gave me my bag.

"U-Uh thanks" I said as I felt him look at me under his mask.

"Just so you know, I'm still going to get you" He said.

"I-I know thank you again" I said as I started walking away.

"W-Wait!" He said as I look back, and I saw him took a red hoodie from his bag.

"Wear this it will be cold outside and becareful" He said. I shyly took it and wore it. Its bigger than me.

"Cute" He mumbled and I blushed.

"T-Thanks" I said as he nod and started walking back at the dead bodies. I turned around and walked out of this buliding.

Once I got outside, I nearly drop at my knees. My heart is still beating fast from the events that had happened. Why would he give me his hoodie?!?! And whaaa I don't know my mind is still in a daze. I quickly took out my phone and I saw a 100 missed calls from Taehyung!!!! Whaaa I wonder what happened to Tae?!?! I was about to call Tae, but my phone died.

"Fucking great" I mumbled.

I started running back to the main road. I try to forget the gruesome scenes that had happened to the abandoned factory.

I'm just thankful for now that the Artist helped me. But though... why did he claimed me as his???

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Sooo its not that gruesome I guess 😅 and aww why do you all think Jungkook didn't killed Jimin that moment??

Also thanks again my mochis~ 😍😙💖 Have a great day!!!