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The lights turned on, immediately noticing the person standing in front of you, struggling to keep a good amount of distance. "Park Jimin?!" Holy mother of trinity.
I had thought a female was the one to kidnapped me into such a tiny and cramped space—turns out to be one of Jungkook's fellow friend.
"Surprised?" He smirked while crossing his arms in such a cocky way. My eyes bore into his oddly green eyes.
"No I'm just startled at the fact that I thought you were an actual girl, having the nerves to abduct me in such a poor area." I bluntly stated. Looking around the minimum space we both had. Jimin embarrassingly cleared throat, with a cute pout.
"Oh don't make fun of me. I have a cold that's all, it's normal for me anyways. Because I usually tend to catch colds near winter." The older male shrugged while sighing. "But straight to the point—"
"Wait." I stopped him. "Before you tell me anything, was it that necessary and important to force me into a tiny closet?" Jimin snorted and rolled his eyes.
"At this point your question is irrelevant. Moving on.. I came here to take you." I frowned then soon laughed, which bewildered the male. It sounded so ridiculous that I thought he was lying.
But the laughter quickly died down when he looked extremely serious.
"You're joking.. right?" I asked while repositioning your cramped figure. Jimin shook his head and sharply sighed.
"To be all honest, I don't really want to take you with me.. but I have no choice and your life is in great danger." Those words caused everything to stop, my heart started to thump a little faster and he noticed that.
A mischievously smirk crawled up to his full lips. "Scared are we little kitten?" He mocked.
"N-No. I'm just feeling anxious as to why my life is in danger?" A brow lifted from me. "I don't see anyone or anything attacking me so why worry about me? I'm just a regular—"
"Can you stop being so talkative and let me explain everything first?" The male was becoming more frustrated at how questionable I was. All he had wished was for you to shut up just once, so he can go on and drag me along with him to their hide out home.
"Sorry." I huffed before waiting for him to go on with his long explanation. Jimin took a step back almost knocking down things off the janitors rackets. "Watch it, or we might get—"
"You're Jungkook's mate." The boy said getting straight not having no energy left to explain furthermore. "You'll fins out about the whole story. And besides you've known Jungkook since you were eight years old." Jimin spoke, brushing hand through his pink hair.
"W-What?" I stammered, flustered and confused about everything. "You're saying I've known Kook, at eight?" He nodded truthfully while looking into my very dark brown orbs. "That's impossible, I don't have any memories of meeting a little boy?"
As Jimin was about to speak, the door to the tiny spaced closet opened, revealing a janitor that looked quite puzzled and surprised.
"What are you two reckless students doing here making out?! Go find a place other than my closet, dimwits." We both froze like two deers flashed by a vehicles headlights.
Luckily the Jimin quickly reacted and grabbed me running out of the uncomfortable area and taking me to the place. This'll be a long day, I thought while letting him drag me someplace unknown.
