In Love With a Killer (Jimin x Yoongi)

chapter 21

I woke no longer chained up to the bed but in a lot of pain. The room smelled of cum and blood. Yoongi was laying next to me under the covers. I move my arm but the pain was too much so I put it back down.

"Yoongi-ah, wake up" I groan. He opens his eyes and put the covers over me. He turned me over so he could cuddle me. I was in so much pain but I didn't mind. We slept for what felt like forever.

The pain doesn't stay forever but I am still sore.

"Jimin, how do you feel" He mumbles tiredly.

"I'm sore" I say.

"I will carry you up to our bed and you can stay there for the rest of the time" He says. He gets up and picks me up. I groan a little. He was stronger than I thought he was so this was nice. We walk up the stairs and he lays me down. He gets ready for the day and leaves for work.

*Yoongi POV*

I kiss him on the cheek and go to work. The coffee isn't far from the house so I decided not to drive. As I enter the people I work with start clapping and saying congrats. I put my uniform on and go out for my shift. There was a family who was very annoying and was always disrupting everyone's mornings so I decided I needed to kill them. I planned that will boil to death or burn, I don't care. Boiling is too slow and easy to get out of so why not burn them. I left them a note in the moms purse explaining where they needed to go when they left the coffee shop. My shift ends a little earlier than when they leave so it was perfect.

I drove down the butcher shop and waited for them there. The family had arrived and was now waiting in my old torture room. This family is stupid. I had filled the smoke detectors water spray things with gasoline so I started a small fire and the sprinklers went off. The fire had spread and now they were burning.

*Victim POV; the son*

We stand in the room looking around when we realized, we were going to die. A trash can was on fire so I tried to put it out but then the sprinklers started spraying. It was gasoline.
I yelled for my mom as the flames licked my skin. She was yelling back but she wasn't going to help me, I knew that for a fact. I don't want to die... I saw a man standing at the doors window smiling. I hated him. I screamed and the fire started to burn my eyes. It burned my open flesh and the sprinklers were only hurting me more. I scrambled around looking for a way out but the doors were locked. My dad was yelling and it was the only thing I could hear. My mom had already fallen and died, my dad was dying but I was just burning. The gasoline changed to water and stopped the fire. I was left in the room to die. I was choking on my own blood and clawing at the ground. I never did see the mans face... the pain begins to lessen and my muscles calm. I can't move anymore. This is it, I burn to death. Goodbye world. Police sirens are blaring outside the room. I can't cry out for help. The room is blurry and the only thing I can do is lay there. I get carried out on a stretcher. I don't remember anything else but I think I might be dead.

*Yoongi POV*

I watch as the flames engulf them and the sprinklers spray on their open burning flesh. The boy, I think he is fifteen is yelling and banging on the walls and only trying to save himself. He wasn't yelling anything in particular but I knew it was probably for his mom. The kid saw me but with the fire on his eyes I knew it was fine. I left them and called the police. I was going to frame the murder on my manager... he had always hated that family. I had his finger print so all I had to do was put his finger print all over the place and wait for the police. I waited outside the shop for the police so I could show them where the people were.

"Are you the man that called?" The officer asked.

"Yes" I said. I show them to the room but I made it look like I had never been in the place before.

"Listen kid, we know you have been in here before when you were a kid" The officer snaps, oh right.

"It's been a while" I said. They break down the door and get the kid put on stretcher and the parents in body bags. My torture room is now a crime scene. I stand at the door way and every time they ask me to come in to see if I knew the people I would refuse. It had bad memories, I was acting and they were believing it. They brought them out to me instead.

"I think, from what I can tell... I served them this morning, but I don't know their names" I say.

"Is there anyone who would want to kill them?" The officer asked.

"My manager hated them, they kept asking for him every day" I said. They let me go after asking me a few more questions.

"Jimin! I'm home" I yell. He doesn't answer so I assume he was asleep. I go upstairs and there he is, sleeping. He looks so cute when he sleeps. I lay down next to him and cuddle him. He wakes up and kiss me.

"Good afternoon baby and baby two" I say putting my hand on his stomach.

"We need to figure out a name" He says.

"Park Hyunwoo" I say, he nods then falls asleep again. I fall asleep as well. We sleep for the rest of the day.

We woke up around 3AM and decided to watch a movie. It was a comedy because I am too much of a softy to watch horror. I was still in a little pain but I was happy.