Euphoria [Mafia!BTS]

Some Unknown Information

-- As a good author I finally updated this chapter: HAPPY BDAy TO KOOK. And comment on what you think might happen next!!--

*warnings; referenced self harm, suicide, and homicide*

"I guess I should let you read it yourself? Huh?" Jeonghan asked you. You shook your head, afraid you would wimp out if you read it to yourself. "You can read it to me please, I need to know about him." You gulped. He cleared his throat and began. "Park Jimin; current occupation- Unknown. Living now; unknown. Ex job- accountant for BTS. Information on him, born in October 13, 1995 in the city of Busan, he was abandoned by his family and left for dead. After being discovered by the elusive RM of BTS, he became their accountant at 16. He is assumed to have killed over 20 people including his parents, but before the trial the judge made the prosecutors drop the charge and had told them leave him alone. It is believed that at some point Jimin did or has something over Judge Lee. After some digging and bribing we have found that he was diagnosed with Idiopathic Craniofacial erythema, the condition of excessive blushing about almost anything." He took a breath. "Are you sure you want me to finish, I mean this is only background information.." He trailed off. You nodded, the need to know more about your mysterious friend burning you up from the inside.

He nodded calmly and grabbed his coffee you hadn't seen there before. "Okay, but tell me if you want me to stop. You nodded, breathing heavily as if you were running out of air or something similar. "Stealing the sealed files on him we have come to the synopsis of how he would trap and kill his victims. First, he would lure them in by 'accidentally' running into them and getting coffee on either himself or them. Then, while they were under false pretenses and felt comfortable in his presence, he would talk them on a walk and slaughter them there. The 19 victims have not been found, while the 1 who survived will only shiver and mutter sorrys about anything and everything, the other surviving victim whose name was not available for our taking was reported to have later killed herself. We were lucky enough to see the body of the victim and she had whip lashes and knife cuts and what appeared to be self harm cuts. " "S-stop, no- no that's not Jiminie, he would never do that, he's a math teacher who loves college kids because they remind him of when he was younger and he likes my daughter because she's so innocent and- and-" Your voice cracked and you stopped in the middle of your sentence.

"Do you know Park Jimin, file #34578? Because he is dangerous and we can't under good conscious have you being anywhere near him." Jeonghan sounded scared but his face was steeled in a grimace. You quickly shook your head, regretting having come to his defense. You began to think about how you met Jimin. Yeah, he bumped into a spilled coffee on your jacket, but he had been nothing other than that— well except that one day where he was angry and hit you so hard your cheek bruised. Anyway he had apologized profusely and took you out to dinner to make up for it, not only that he helped apply the makeup onto your swollen cheek, so no he c-couldn't be bad..right? "Continue, please?" You internally cringed at how desperate and whiny you sounded but all you could think of was 'What is the rest?' He sighed and with a grimace on his face began to continue, "Jimin-" Suddenly, a crash interrupted Jeonghan. Woozi rushed in and yelled, "Jeonghan get to safety Jin and Jimin are here asking for HER, that bitch who never told us, she knew them. Now, we are being attacked dammit!" "Wait! I can go, I will go out there and tell them to leave you all alone otherwise I will sue them for harassment and breaking and entering, also being held against one's will. I will fix this and you guys need to go, now okay!" You pushed past Woozi and into the fire, the limelight and if you weren't feeling like you were about to piss your pants then you had to be magical.

You marched out of the messy library, with the wind blowing through your hair, that was in a bun so nothing was blowing-- but anyway! "HEy Stop fighting you nerds, and you too, JIN!" You screamed at them. The fighting ceased and you wondered if the only true talent you had was screaming loud enough for someone in Hong Kong to hear you. Jimin and Jin rushed up to you pushing Seventeen's hooligans out of the way. "Are you okay? I -"We were so worried and when we went to pick up Sun Mi she wasn't there and how could you leave so quickly and why did you come here?" Jin started and the sentence was finished by Jimin. "I am fine, but I won't be fine if I hear that you guys hurt any of these men, do you understand- and Jin that doesn't mean send Kim Namjoon or Kim Taehyung to do it either. Because if- IF I hear, even a rumor, that you hurt them I will sue you with so much shit that even if you drop one, you won't be able to drop all of them." Externally your voice sounded tougher than nails, but externally you knew you were anything else. The two men nodded then drug you out of there. You sighed, hoping that they didn't see through the threat.