Deranged | Jimin

Bonus: Jimin

Surprise madafaka

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She was beautiful. How did I not see this when I first met her? I had thought that she was just my next target. I even thought of the way to kill her as I followed her in the dark night. Funny how things changed. As she hurried down the aisle to take her place as the maid of honour, I tried to imagine what she would look like if she was doing so as the bride. She was more than suitable to be my bride.

"There's your future wife," Jungkook whispered next to me as he too stared at Yerin.

I didn't any anything as I was in agreement with him. I had been meaning to propose to Yerin for a while now. I didn't know how or when to do it. Therefore I asked Yoongi-hyung after hearing that he had done so to Eunjung. His proposal was rather extravagant, I thought. Should I do the same? I felt like Yerin would appreciate it if I put a lot of thought into it, just like what Yoongi-hyung did. I asked myself under what circumstance would she liked to be proposed to? In the park? No, too eerie. In our apartment? No, too boring. Finally, Yoongi-hyung and Eunjung suggested a place that I thought would be suitable too: during the reception after their wedding.

The blaring of music interrupted my thought. Eunjung appeared on the other side of the aisle and started walking down. She has always been nice to me ever since I met her when I was 16. Now that she and Yoongi-hyung are one, I would treat her like how I treat Yoongi-hyung. I believed in her since Yoongi-hyung did too.

The ceremony went on. Soon the officiant pronounced them husband and wife. I once again imagined Yerin and myself standing there in front of the gaze of many, declaring that beautiful woman was mine. I wanted the world to know that no one could take her away from me.

Then it was time for the reception. After the short journey to the location where it would take place, I sat down at my table along with the other groomsmen. I watched Yoongi-hyung and Eunjung dance. I was glad that my hyung had someone worthy of him by his side. I glanced to my side to see Jungkook. Will he find himself one too?

Finally, the groom and bride's dance ended. I knew it was my turn. I stood up, feeling the increasing weight of the little box in my suit pocket. I had gone out to purchase the ring two weeks ago. Eunjung helped me choose it. It had a blood diamond accompanied by two red diamonds on each side. I thought it was rather suitable. Cruel blood diamond that someone probably lost a hand over, from a killer like me; there was something poetically funny about that in there somewhere.

I walked to the table of bridesmaids and offered my hand to my baby. She graciously took it with a bright smile and I led to to the middle of the dance floor, to the center of attention. She gently laid her hands around my shoulders, and I put mine around her slender waist. We swayed rhythmically to the harmonious music.

The way her bright eyes shined every time they caught the light, the way her eyelashes fluttered every time she blinked, the way the corner of her pink lips curved up every time she caught my gaze; she was a work of art. My grip on her waist tightened slightly. She will truly be mine soon, I only had to say the words.

I noticed my own heartbeat speeding up. My breathing followed due. An unfamiliar feeling. Was this nervousness?

I haven't felt this for so long, not since I killed Miha. Miha...she would be proud of me if she saw me right now. She wouldn't be happy that I was still working for Yoongi-hyung, but if I told her the number of murders I got away with, she surely would be proud. No, I never liked her. I kept her around because I hated her. But she was the only one who could make me feel emotions, even if they were negative. That was until Yerin came along, of course. Now my chest would be filled with some sort of strange warm feeling every time I interacted with her. She was my one spider's thread to normal human emotion.

"Yerin," I began, "do you know how special you are to me?"

"How special?" she asked, blinking a few times.

"I myself have read about psychopaths too. And I thought I was physically incapable of love too. But I was wrong, and you are the proof."

A pretty smile appeared on her face. "Jimin..." she uttered my name softly. Every time she did that it made me feel something.

"Tonight is such a good night," I said, looking behind her to Yoongi-hyung and Eunjung, who smiled at me knowingly.

"I agree."

Alright, I was doing this. "You know what would make it better?"

I let go of her and reached into my pocket for the ring box. I got on one knee and opened the box to present the diamond ring to her. I smiled seeing the beyond shocked expression on my baby's face.

With many people as witnesses, I asked a question that I knew I would never regret, "Song Yerin, will you marry me?"

Yerin was so stunned she covered her mouth with her hands and stared at me with wide, tears eyes for a few seconds. She recovered and a large smile broke onto her face. "Yes!"

I knew she was going to say yes, but hearing her actually saying it felt good. I stood back up and picked the ring out of the box. After putting the now empty box back into my pocket, I took hold of her delicate left hand. I slipped the engagement ring onto her ring finger. It fitted snugly.

Finally, she was mine forever.

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It was interesting writing from the psycho's perspective. Yes, Jimin was not a man of many words, but rather a man of many thoughts.

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