compulsion »minjoon ; completed«

nineteen

Yawning, Jimin's eyes fluttered open. He grabbed his glasses from beside him and put them on, seeing Mira curled up beside him in one of his shirts. He smiled to himself and stroked her hair gently, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

She stirred slightly as Jimin removed himself from the bed, trying his hardest not to wake her up. When he had gotten up, he pulled the blanket up and over her before taking Namjoon's cell phone out of his dresser drawer and going into the living room.

Namjoon's phone had had a fingerprint lock on it, but Jimin used the dead man's thumb to unlock it and remove the code the evening before.

He immediately went to the elder's Instagram account and deactivated it. He then went to the photo gallery, sending photos to his own phone of himself. Namjoon wouldn't be using them or posting them anymore, so he figure that he wouldn't let them go to waste.

Once that was done, he deleted Namjoon's account on the dating app where they had met and then completely reset the device. He then completely destroyed the phone and disposed of the pieces.

Afterward, he retrieved his own phone, deactivating his accounts as well. He didn't want any evidence from either application.

Jimin went back into his room, creating brand new accounts, using a few photos of himself that Namjoon had taken as placeholders until he changed his looks up a bit and wanted to update them.

He climbed back under the covers beside Mira, the recently awakened girl greeting him with a smile. She slung her arm over his waist, staring at him.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," Jimin said softly, smiling at her. "Did you sleep okay?"

She yawned and nodded, cuddling closer to him. "Yeah, I did. I was surprised that I was able to sleep so well, considering I was so horny and you wouldn't fuck me so I could feel better," she pouted.

Jimin laughed and kissed her forehead, stroking her hair. "I'm sorry, darling. Namjoon fucked me so good before I killed him. I wasn't ready to fuck anyone."

"How about now?" Mira smirked, crawling on top of him and straddling his hips. "If you're not hard, that's not a problem. I can handle that myself."

He placed his hands on her hips, gently pushing her off of him. "Sorry, doll, but not right now. Love you though." He leaned over and kissed her lips sweetly.

"Okay," she sighed in defeat. "But you owe me for this. It's your fault I was so horny all night. You treated me to such an amazing dinner and you were so sweet to me the whole time. I haven't been over like this for a while and the last time I was here..." She trailed off, smiling to herself. "Well either way, I'm happy to just be with you."

Jimin smiled at her kindly, pressing a chaste kiss to her lips in agreement. "I am happy as well," he hummed, her lips drawing him in for one more quick kiss. "But I have a busy day and you'll need to get back to your place." He patted her on the thigh lightly before climbing off of the bed and standing up.

The woman sighed and nodded, picking herself up off of the bed and beginning to collect her own clothes. She removed the other's shirt, replacing it with her clothes she wore the evening before. "You better stop by and see me more often after this, baby," she drawled, giving him a playful glare. "I think I deserve it after all of this."

"I will, darling. I promise you that," he confirmed, a hand resting on the small of her back as he walked her to the door. "Thank you again for everything. You know it means the absolute world to me, doll."

Mira blushed lightly and brushed it off with a wave of her hand. "Just a normal day at work, my love," she snickered, stepping out the door. "See you soon." She pecked his cheek before heading to her car, needing to dispose of the body before the smell took up residency inside the vehicle.

authors note:
I hope you guys are still enjoying this story! The next chapter (twenty) will be the last one, followed by an epilogue.