Dressed For Crime | Jikook |

Chapter: 3

                 <♡> We never met <♡>

        

       "Jimin, wake up! Jimin." His eyes opened with difficulty, looking at Hoseok that was concerned. "Jimin, are you okay?!" He asked the boy.

  Jimin looked around and saw himself in the bathroom, last thing he remembers is facing the gang. He took it as a warning, as a 'we will let you go only this time' type of warning. He won't tell Hoseok about it, he would freak out and make a big deal about it. "Yes, I drank too much that's why I passed out." He said.

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    "We finally have you locked in, you're the boss huh?" A man asked as he kidnapped the boss. He was alone but he caught him. The man walked in the room as he gazed at the boss. The room was dark and silent. Only breaths and footsteps can be heard. He finally caught the boss he was going after for years.

   Having his hands tied in a rope as he walked up to him.  He leaned in and removed the mask that hid almost all of his face. Looking at him "Hmm, younger than I thought... how does it feel to be locked in?" He asked.

  The boss smirked. While the man was focusing on getting on the boss's nerves. The boss slipped out his lighter from his pocket, ready to open it and burn the rope around his hands. Waiting for the perfect moment to do so. "Don't worry" he held his chin "I'm not throwing you at the police station, I'm requesting money. Five million by the end of today." He said.

      The boss stuck his tongue inside of his cheek, tilting his head "You don't seem to understand." The boss spoke with his low raspy voice.

    The man chuckled and folded his arms "Understand what?"

   The boss grinned and slowly opened the lighter, "It's not that I'm locked in here with you." He said. Ropes on fire as he stood up and kicked his face. Removing the rest of the rope and punching his face.

  "You bastard-"

  Getting another punch, grinning and fixing his hair. Cracking his knuckles and looking at the terrified man on the floor, hands in his pockets as he slowly walked up to him. "It's that you're locked in here with me." He spoke with a daring tone.

   Putting on his mask back, leg on his face harshly almost breaking his jaw "Don't ever mess with me again or next time, you're dead." He whispered.

  Hearing a begging yes as he sighed "Aish, my shoes are dirty now." He looked at him annoyed.

  The man gulped "I-I'm sorry!" He said.

  The boss walked away, picking up his lighter that was on the floor and putting it back in his pockets.

    Walking away like nothing happened from the location, taking off his mask so he won't be suspicious to anyone. While he fixed his hair he bumped into someone. "Oh, sorry." He said as he knelt so he can pick up his the person's phone that was dropped.

  "I'm sorry too! Are you okay, sir?" He asked. The two met eyes. The boss's eyes widened as he saw the man infront of him.

    The man smiled "Are you okay?" He asked again.

   The boss cleared his throat and gave him his phone "I'm fine." He said as he started walking away.

  Jimin tilted his head "Wait!" He said. The boy stopped walking and waited. "Have we met before?" He asked.

  The boss looked at him and raised a brow "I don't know." He grinned and left.

  Jimin hummed "I swear I felt like I have seen him before, he looks so young and innocent, cute." He said as he walked away himself.

   Going to a cafe, he had a day off so he decided to spent some time alone. Reading a book silently as he was disturbed with a knock on the table. Jimin looked up and saw the waiter "Here's your drink sir." He said.

  Jimin shook his head "I didn't order that." He said politely.

  The waiter pointed at the man that was sitting in another table. "It's on him." The waiter said as he left.

  Jimin blinked twice and looked at the boy. His breath was gone for a moment. His lips trembled a bit. "What does he want from me? Why did I do?" He thought.

  The man walked up to him and sat across from him, snatching his book away "Jimin, how are you?" He said.

  Jimin looked around then at the man "Taehyung... What do you want from me? Wasn't yesterday enough?" He asked him.

  Taehyung rose a brow "Excuse me? We've met yesterday?" He asked.

      Jimin sighed "Yesterday, at the club-" He stopped and looked at Taehyung, he got it. He was suppose to forgot about everything that happened that day. Jimin licked his lips "I-Im good... do you need anything?" He asked.

  Taehyung smiled satisfied. "Mhm, are you interested in joining?" He asked as his fingers slowly tapped on the table. Slightly grinning as he asked.

                <♡> To be continued <♡>

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