The contract ↬ Yoonmin

Chapter 17 // History

Im back, kids. (;

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Jimin blinks his eyes, trying to adjust the sudden light changes. Everything is just blind dark, and the air feels warm around him.

He's sitting on the steel chair with chained wrists and ankles. He's all locked with full of questions popping in his mind.

Where am I?

The last thing he remembers is he was sleeping in his devil's hug and there was a kind of gun sound rang his ears loudly as a deep unconscious drifted him away.

Jimin sighs with his head hanging low, his head is hurting way too much yet he can't do anything. The magician just blinks tightly, hoping that his magic would help him to escape just like how he performs at the big stage but sadly it won't help in this situation.

The only one who can help him is the person who firstly put him at this state without his will.

Also, his devil.

"Confused?" A figure approaches him for sudden, standing before him. The sharp scent of the man makes him looks even more mysterious.

Jimin doesn't say anything, he just stares on the floor blankly. Not like he able to see anything anyway.

The magician hears a chair being dragged towards him, he looks up and sees slightly that the man is already sitting in front of him.

"Let me go, you don't even know me." Jimin says shortly, he feels tired for no actual reason.

The man suddenly laughs, he rests his chin on his palm with his arms elegantly crossed.

"A devil. Now you know me, so it's much better right?" He answers with his dark orbs of his eyes looking at Jimin with unexplainable expressions.

Jimin furrows his eyebrows madly, listening to how easy the man takes over him makes him pissed. "Let me go, are you crazy or something? Sick as hell."

The man stands up and suddenly chokes him with full of force, making Jimin struggles under his grip. "Little fucker, why are you cursing using my place? Hell is where I live."

Jimin knows the man isn't offended at all, he just wants to hurt him. "L-Let me go!"

The man releases the grip and before Jimin could breathe properly, a painful slap has crossed his cheek.

"Look at you, all chained up. Pathetic, just because you're Yoongi's human, that means nothing to me. Why? Oh because he's not here." He laughs hysterically, provoking the other who is already looking at him with full of anger.

Jimin hisses, "You're ugly sick."

The man just laughs, "Let's talk for a while, you know what? Yoongi is a pussy. He's a cowar-"

"Shut up. You're the one who are pussy right now. Why? Oh because you chained me up since you're scareeed that I'll escape. Haha pussy." Jimin replies harshly, his soft side is gone when the man started to talk rubbish about his devil.

The taller groans and punches Jimin's stomach, making Jimin breathes out in pain. "Argh, it hurts!"

"I know, I'll do more if you're not listening." The man hisses back, wiping his hand using his handkerchief while smiling darkly.