Handsome Hitman ✓ Jikook

Chapter Thirteen

No one said a word. Jimin felt his heart breaking. Why would it break? Cause of the little tiny bond of friendship they had?

He glared daggers into Jungkook. Making even him be a little frightened which wasn't like him. Jimin stood strong. A mad type of strong and pushed Jungkook as hard as he could on his chest. Almost making him fall into the small table in the middle of the room, if he didn't catch himself.

"You WHAT!?" Jimin shouted. He wanted to take that mug and throw it at the man in front of him. The man he thought he could trust. How could he? He just learned he was the one that tried to kidnap him. Putting him in fear.

Jungkook brushed off the front of his suit and went to walk back over, till Jimin pushed him away again. Annoying him just a bit.

"Don't come near me!", Jimin felt his eyes tear up,"I trusted you! Do you KNOW HOW SCARED I WAS when that happened!? Do you!?"

Jungkook kind of rolled his eyes which made Jimin more upset then he already was. "You're being dramatic about this! I wasn't planning on hurting you I promise! I didn't know what to do-"

"-don't play the innocent card Jeon! I was terrified! I was in fear! I... I asked the man that tried to kidnap me TO COMFORT ME! That's twisted-"

"Okay that's ENOUGH!" Jungkook shouted. Making Jimin go silent. He was too upset to be startled by it. Jungkook pushed his hair from his eyes as he stomped over to Jimin. Grabbing him by his wrist roughly while trying not to hurt him at the same time. "You need a time out"

Jimins cheeks flushed as he was pulling on his arm to be let go. Jungkook wasn't going to and Jimin could tell from the strength in his grasp. "Let me go I'm not a 3 year old! LET GO!"

Without another word, Jungkook dragged Jimin out of the lounge room, with his coffee, back into Jungkooks office. Sitting the coffee cup down first onto his desk, he pulled Jimin over to the smaller desk. Pushing him into the chair; almost making it fall over, he got handcuffs from his drawer of the desk and slapped them around Jimins wrists. Jimin knew he couldn't do much from there, so he just sat in the seat. "When we get home, your timeout begins"

"I'm not a child!" Jimin barked. Going to stand up even though he wasn't planning on to, but Jungkook just pushed him back down.

"Then stop being like one!"

"I wouldn't be acting like this if I didn't just fine out the guy I trust really tried to kidnap me!", Jimin snapped back,"You can't do this to me! You said you wouldn't hurt me!"

Jungkook had about enough. Even though during the arguing he went and sat back down at his desk, he jumped up and snatched Jimin by the collar of his shirt he was wearing. Bringing his face close to his in a rough way. "Shut up before I gag you to make you stay quiet"

With that sentence Jimin fell silent. His expression not gone but his mouth closed. Jungkook let him go. Letting him fall back into his seat. Jungkook did the same into his as he leaned back into it.

As Jungkook was working on papers to get his mind off the argument, he glanced over at Jimin who was just messing with his fingers as he had his arms laid out on the desk.

A knock rang throughout the awkward silent room. Causing Jimins head to perk up. Should he yell for help?

"Come in" Jungkook mumbled as he rubbed the back of his neck. Trying to stretch it out a little from being tense and sore.

A lady in a thigh length skirt and white button up shirt came into the room. The brightest red lipstick and darkest blue eyeshadow that Jimin had ever seen on someone was painted onto her face. Wearing skinny pencil high heels that made her a whole foot taller.

Jimin didn't realy like the look of her. Who was she anyways?

"Mr Jeon", she smiled as she did a model walk to the desk,"Here's some more papers for you sir. Fresh and hot"

Jungkook blinked a few times and looked at her in confusion. Taking the papers from her and glancing through them.

Jimin was lost in thought once again. Not even paying attention anymore. What could he say, he was curious. Who really was this woman? Was she like someone who works at a front desk. Do mafias even have a front desk? They don't run a business. Just a delivery person for wherever he was at the moment. He didn't even know what the outside of the building looked like.

Coming back into reality, he wish he didn't. Now the lady was sitting on the desk and leaning over to talk to Jungkook who was still looking through the papers. Not even paying much attention to her.

"Mr Jeon, I'm gonna have a party soon cause I'm going to be graduating college for finance and business majors. I was wondering if you wanna come to it~"

Jungkook finally listened and looked up at her. Giving her a sincere smile. Why did Jimin wish he would look at him like that? Ugh what's wrong with him. "Let me think about it and I'll let you know. Okay?"

She smiled so wide it showed a slight lipstick smear on her tooth. Did she put on makeup before coming into the room? Jimin wished he was in dreamland. Sadly he wasn't.

Something didn't feel right.

Jimin perked his head up from the desk. Starting to look around the room like as if something was missing, which Jungkook noticed easily out of the corner of his eye. "What's wrong?"

Jimin shook his head as he continued to look around. "Something don't feel right..."

Jungkook raised an eyebrow. Getting up from his desk fast. Before another word could be mustered or another move could be made, gun shot fired and rung through out the room like it was empty. The glass of the window breaking and shattering all over the floor.

(a/n - I'm sorry the chapters are so short. Ugghhhh please forgive me!)