[completed]master<jikook?jihope>

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A/N
My first fanfic. Please enjoy!

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JM POV
I woke up in a dark room. As usual.
It has been 8 years ever since then. Ive gone through harsh training and I thank that for making me a professional how should I say this.. assassin? killer?

Today is the day when I meet my new master. I didn't grieve at the death of my old master(i wanted him dead)

He beat the shit out of me, shot me to check whether I could take a bullet and fortunately I survived but ALMOST died. I live in an apartment with my roommate / childhood friend / bestfriend, jung hoseok.

He is that literal sunshine that brightens up your day, but that does not change the fact that he is evil as fuck.

Recently, he got introduced to his new master, Kim Taehyung. I swear to god, he's a sexy ass artwork and a greek god. Everything about him is perfect. His face, attitude, the ass and Jung fucking Hoseok is lucky to have him as his master.

I changed into my black leather pants, and black shirt tucked in and black boots. I love wearing this black pants, it shows my well scruptured ass aka JiBOOTY

I went to the Kingdom of Havens. There held the ceremony and I will be SOON introduced to my new master. We, their servants are expected to follow their masters order, finish their given mission, and of course respect them.
Breaking these rules may result into some.. bondage-action-you-could-never-ever-imagine which I would not like to go in 'detail'.

As I entered the hall, I knelt down, with a hand on my left chest. All I could see was a black chair turned around and the person sitting on it has silver hair.

He turned around and said
"I am your new Master, Park Jimin. My name is Jeon Jungkook, and you will be calling me Master. If you do not obey the laws, you will be punished."

I stood up from my knees and walked towards him. I took my blade and cut his palm, blood oozing out and drank it oathing " I, Park Jimin, am your servant. I will do everything you say. Please take care of me." I bowed down my head.

He twirled my hair and ran his fingers from my cheek to my jawline

"You look perfect, do you know that?"
"Yes Master."
"Your skin begs me to get it bruised, but I do not want to hurt you, precious little one."
I stayed silent as he grabbed my hair and pushed my head towards his face, looking at me in confusion.
"Hmm?"
It later turned into a smirk when he released me from his grip and sat on his chair, crosslegged
"You know what? This may seem too early but.."

"I have a mission for you."