[RE-EDITING]Follow My Tune - Jimin x Reader

Back in your arms

Jimin's POV.

Darkness will soon fall over you and everyone you love.

There's nowhere to run.

Just darkness and pain.

Your soul will soon belong to me Park Jimin.

Jimin's eyes slowly fluttered open, as his sore muscles began moving. His body was basically yelling in despair from the treatment that it had received, but still he managed to lift his head up and look up at his surroundings. Someone had pulled him back up at the chair, and he was once again sitting tied up. 

As his tired eyes scanned the room, he caught something moving in the shadows. Someone was standing there, he were able to make out it's figure as it was darker than the actual shadows. Jimin didn't need to see their face to know who it was, he had already sensed their scent. 

"You bastard, step out in the light and stop hiding in the shadows." Jimin barked, his eyes going red as he stared at the figure.

"Strong words from someone who's in such a vulnerable state. Gotta say that I admire that." 

Yoosung chuckled darkly as he stepped out from his hiding spot and into the light. He looked completely different from his usual casual look. He was dressed in a black suit, with a neatly tied tie around his neck. 

Jimin automatically clenched his fists as the man he once called friend came up to him. The same man that he had once considered a person that he could trust and that he thought he knew everything about, but apparently there was things that not even he was aware of. Never he had thought that their friendship would end with him getting his back stabbed like this. It made him feel betrayed, and only added onto his fury that was building up in his chest right in this moment. 

"What is all this 'kidnapping your friend and beat him up' about Yoosung, why the hell am I tied up in this- this place!" Jimin struggled against the well tied ropes that hadn't moved even an inch from his body, feeling how it began to itch uncomfortable around his wrists.  

Piercing his also glowing red eyes at Jimin, Yoosung came closer and grabbed his chin harshly with his hand. Forcing him to look up at him, a satisfied evil grin made its way to his lips. Filling his eyes with such dominance. The feeling of power was flowing inside of him. Finally his dream that he so many times had imagined, was coming true. The almighty Park Jimin, was now below his feet. Vulnerable and in helpless. 

"Friend?" he repeated, like it was a foreign word that he was hearing for the first time. "In my book you was never a friend, more like a wine that I was saving for a special occasion. And I think that day is today. Exciting isn't it?" 

Jimin stared at him in confusion. This didn't make sense to him. Because how could he believe that someone who he had known for such a long time, could possibly had hated him for all these years? They had known each other since way back, back to when he was only a child. 

"But what's wrong, is things not making sense to you? I honestly thought that you was a bit sharper than that, but I guess I was wrong." he continued as he noticed Jimin's furrowed eyebrows. 

Letting go of his chin, he immediately slapped him hard in the face. The sound of skin touching skin bounced on the walls. 

"Why are you doing this, for money, respect?" Jimin asked through gritted teeth, as he inhaled deeply to keep himself calm. He didn't want to waste his energy on Yoosung by getting angry, it would only be a foolish move since he had lost several of it already. 

Pulling out another chair, Yoosung sat down in front of Jimin and leaned forwards and rested his hands on his thighs. For a moment it looked like the two of them had an intense staring contest, as they were staring at one another without budging for even a second. Jimin's eyes still filled with confusion and a glimpse of pain. While in is Yoosung's on the other hand, there were nothing but mockery visible.