Make me stay ( myg + pjm )

Chapter 1: Hiraeth

(n.) a homesickness for a home you can't return to , or that never was.

~When a devil falls in love, it's the most hauntingly beautiful thing ever. And you should be terrified, for he will go to the depths of hell for his love.~

The room was engulfed in darkness. It was completely silent , just like he preferred. The silence was like a soothing sensation to him.

"Jimin." He turned back as someone placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Oh Mr. Chaewon ." He was shocked to see the old man in his office.

"How was the mission jimin?" he asked as he played with the pocket knife placed on the table.
"It was pretty good. Chan-soo was an easy target. It was great that he trusted me that much , he made it easy for me to kill him."
Jimin said with a proud smirk.

"You know Jimin , you never disappoint me that's why you are my favourite one here." Chaewon grinned while pating jimin's back. Their was a shimmer of proudness in his eyes .

"I know . I'll continue my hard work."
"I think you need some rest my child , you can take a week off . Go spend some time with your friends."
He gave Jimin a warm smile.

"Really ? Thanks ."
Jimin bowed a little in front of him .
"Okay , so I'll take my leave now , enjoy some free time." he said and left.

Finally no more screams and blood for 1 week Jimin thought to himself.

And oh, if you didn't figure it till now let me tell you Jimin is a Mafia.
Not just a minor one but one of the most sharp and ruthless one. He's named as "The White Wolf".

Being a Mafia is not easy, it risks your life to a great extent , but Jimin doesn't have anything to lose . .
He started working here since he was 15. You must be thinking "wow in such a young age " . Well yeah , it's not like that it was his own choice , it was the only path his young mind recognized then .

The only way to survive in this cruel world , where you can't even trust your own family.

Jimin picked his leather jacket and drove to the city side in his black Porsche. Being a Mafia isn't much bad if you are getting paid enough. And Jimin was paid enough to live the rest of his life without even doing any work.

The ride was short . It's been such a long time since he's been here . He didn't think much before entering inside. Soon he was welcomed with the familiar scent of alcohol and cigarettes. Jimin lit up a cigarette and pressed it between his lips.

He made his way towards his old friend or you could say old enemy.

"Uh-huh , what a great pleasure to see you here white wolf." Sunwoo said as he stood up from his seat.
"Cut the bullshit sunwoo , I'm not here for your shit talks."
Jimin slammed the pile of cash on the casino table , while his lips formed a smirk.
" I'm here to play" Jimin said dropping the cigarette down onto the table.

~

The sunlight was peeking through the light curtains but Jimin was no where to he wake up anytime soon.
All the alcohol in his body made him sleep just a bit more.

His sleep was distured by the ringing of his phone.
He flutter his eyes open as he tried to grasp the situation while trying to get a hold of himself with the throbbing headache.

Then he remembered how he downed a whole bottle of beer in just one go . And no he didn't stop after that , it took him 6 bottles to feel fully tipsy.

"Arghh" he groan in frustration and answered the call without looking at the caller ID.
"Hello ?" His voice rusky and throat dry.
"Jimin-ah , I didn't intended to disturb you on your holiday."

He looked at his caller ID it was chaewon.
"Jimin I have a mission for you. I need you to attend it as quickly as you can.."
His voice sounded a little worried.

"But, I thought that I had some free time-"
Jimin said while sighing.
"It's important Jimin or else I wouldn't have called you"
Jimin thought for a second , but how can he say no , after all he was the one who signed for this life.

"Oh okay but whom I need to kill now?"
Chaewon stopped for a moment before saying.

"Min Yoongi."