Protection (YoonMin Mafia)

Chapter Three

August 23,2016 9:30am

"Butterfly Like a butterfly" Jimin sat up in his new room covers sprawled everywhere and hair matted with night sweat from his thick duvet in the back ground Jimin could hear his alarm ringing of his song that he recorded with Namjoon for an art project while they were still in high school. Grabbing his phone from his night stand Jimin turned off his alarm and checked his notifications nothing to be seen but a text message from Namjoon asking to meet for breakfast that morning around ten thirty seeing as it was already nine thirty Jimin got out of bed ruffling his matted wet bed head fixing his bed and going to his bathroom grabbing his body wash, shampoo, loofa and towel.

Jimin got undressed and placed his clothes on his hamper his shirt was soaking wet and nothing new to the young male as he wrapped a towel around his waist grabbing his bucket of supplies and heading for the door. Upon getting to the communal showers the only thing Jimin didn't like about this whole experience but for his freedom there had to be some backlash seeing that there was only one shower occupied at the last stall Jimin went to the first just, so he could have some privacy.

Humming to himself Jimin stepped into the stall closed the curtain and hung his bucket and towel on the hooks behind him turning on the shower Jimin got it as hot as it would go standing under the spray of the water Jimin instantly relaxed running his hands through his hair and down his neck and torso eyes closed Jimin has never felt so free under the spray of the water all thoughts of his actual classes starting in just two days and the fact that he knows his father will never let him not run the family business this so called freedom was doomed from the start.

Sighing Jimin stepped backwards and grabbed for his shampoo giving himself a large glob spreading it through out his thick black locks the strong smell of strawberry watermelon hit Jimin square in the face he smiled to himself knowing his shampoo was girly, but the smell was just to nice not to resists. Giggling to himself as the suds slid down his body and down the drain loving the way they tickle his sides as Jimin rinses he notices the other shower stall's water has been cut off completely, but he hasn't heard the door to the shower's open or close since he has been in there not trying to make a big deal out of something so small Jimin starts to use his loofa and body wash starting to sing to himself when he feels the water start to turn cold. Rushing to finish Jimin never notices the soulless deep brown almost black cat like eyes that have been staring at him through the crack in the curtain since he turned the shower on.

"Hello"