𝙋𝙍𝙀𝙏𝙏𝙔 𝘽𝙊𝙔

chained up

Namjoon x Jimin

They said it's love. But it's an obsession. They said he's crazy, But he loves him

Namjoon and Jimin were in relationship for two years already. Things started to weird Namjoon out when Jimin seeming to change after their first anniversary. The bubbly and loving small male he used to be in relationship with changed. He became harsher, colder and protective. He remember being too touchy or friendly with his friend that just came back from Hong Kong; Jackson. After the party ended, he was dragged home, bent over the dining table and being slammed from behind. Hands bounded into a tight knot.

There was a rumor, that Jimin was an obsessive lover. A psychotic lover who killed before and make it seem like a suicide case. He got few warnings from his friends, colleague. But he ignored all those news, giving his full trust to Jimin. He knew the male more then they did. But his was reminded of Jimin words when he thrusted inside him, punish him in their kitchen.

"Don't be like him, Joon. I don't want to do it again"

What does he mean by that? Did what? Who's him?

His thoughts was disrupted by the door that was threw open. Revealing Jimin with his dress shirt unbuttoned - sweats glistening on his chest. He gave a smile, gripping on his phone tighter. Jimin gave back a smile to him, too bright and innocent that it  make him felt like thinking of Jimin as a killer was a sin. He walked over to Jimin, wrapping his arms around his neck and leaned down to kiss him on the lips lightly.

"Welcome home, Chimmy" he muttered, giggling when Jimin pulled him closer by his waist for another kiss. Jimin's gaze changed when it fell on his phone. Words from people around started to sunk in. Words saying that Namjoon is seeing Jackson behind his back. That Namjoon was cheating.

"Are you perhaps, cheating behind my back, Namjoon?" That caught Namjoon by surprise. He loosened his grip on Jimin and arched his eyebrows.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Jimin?" He said, voice slightly higher with a pissed expression on his face. He stared into Jimin's deep chocolate brown eyes, feeling himself getting lost when Jimin gazed back intensely.

"Tell me, are you?" He asked again, voice hoarse filled with determination.

"What are blabbering, Jimin. You know u only need you" he said inbetween chuckles. He can feel himself sweating when a smirk took over Jimin feature. Something was slipped out from his grip, thrown on the floor. He heard the cracking sound of screen; his phone.

Namjoon  gasped, running towards his phone and took the shattering pieces into his palm. "Jimin! What the fuck?!" He yelled, glaring at the male who has a stoned expression on his face.

"You said you only need me right? No need social" he said, smiling at Namjoon and pulled him up. He ran his fingers into Namjoon's hair and gripped on it, yanking it upwards. Namjoon hissed, looking at Jimin with a confused look.

"J-Jimin?" He stammered. This was not Jimin, not his Jimin. There's no twinkles, the world in his eyes like before. Where was it? Where's the loving and caring Jimin who used to hold him as if he was a glass? He  stared into those dark orbs, trying to find the truth.

"You did it didn't you? You killed him." Namjoon said, his eyes watery. He gulped down the lump forming in his throat when Jimin chuckled darkly, pulling him down to his level.

"Yes, I pushed him from the rooftop. Wanna know why? Cuz he was fucking with someone else behind me." Jimin growled out before he drag Namjoon upstairs. Ignoring Namjoon's cries of pain when his legs bumped with the stairs. He threw Namjoon on the floor of their bedroom, locking the door afterwards. "Just like you" he spatted. Eyes filled with rage.

Namjoon's jaw was hung open as he looked up. What?

"You don't trust me? You believe their words more than me Jimin?!" He yelled, shakily pushing himself off the floor. Tears already streamed down his face, betrayals written all over it. How could he? After all those years and up and downs they experienced together.

Something inside Jimin snapped when he saw those tears. His eyes softened at the sight. He make his baby cry, he hurts him. Jimin rushed over, cupping his cheeks. "B-baby, Namjoon. I'm sorry, so sorry" he apologized, wiping those trails from Namjoon who didn't even flinch from his touch.

"Why, Jimin? Why you need to think I'm the same as him? Why can't you just once, trust me?" He asked with a low tone. His hands shaky, throat dry. He was suffocating, not be able to breath.

Jimin said nothing, his heart aches. That's when he finally spoke up. "Because when I trust, all I get is betrayals." He said, pain filling in his orbs. Namjoon sighed, holding Jimin's hands that were placed on his cheeks.

"You can start and try to trust me, can't you? Please, baby. For me?" He pleaded. Jimin squinted his eyes and shook his head. He pushed Namjoon on the bed and walked over to the drawer and pulled something out. A chain.

Namjoon stared at it with curiosity. "You know that I killed someone before. I can't guarantee that you will not run away at night and report me.. And leave me." He choked out. His own lips quivering as he lifted Namjoon's hands to the head board and chained him up.
He pulled the cover over Namjoon's body. Namjoon was lost, confused.

What should he feel? Was it Anger? Sad? Betrayed? Scared?

His angel placed wrapped his arms around his waist, nuzzling his neck.
"You know I won't, you know i love you, Jiminie" he said with a soft tone, locking his dry lips abit.

"I did all of this, because I love you" Jimin confessed, giving a small peck to Namjoon's nape. "I don't wanna lose you, Joon. I'll die if I did" he said again. This time, his voice was breaking. As if he was holding back his cries.

Namjoon smiled at his words, feeling his heart swelling at it. "How can I caress you cheeks now? Or hug you tight back? I thought you love my cuddles" Namjoon said with a pout, small huffs leaving his lips. Jimin looked up, chuckling at the cute sight and kissed him on his lips gently.

"On the second thought, you look beautiful with your hands chained up like that." Jimin said with a smirk as he ran his fingers down Namjoon's jaw. Namjoon shivered, biting his lips as he squirmed a bit.

"stop it! I'm s-still sore from yesterday" he said with a blush, jerking away from Jimin's touch. The smaller male laughed, pushing himself up to bury his face into Namjoon's peachy hair.

"I love you, baby. so much" he mumbled into Namjoon's hair. Namjoon nodded, feeling sad that he can't wrap his arms around Jimin. "I love you too, much more" he whispered back, smiling when he felt Jimin smiling into his hair.

Jimin was his angel, an angel with devilish grip and demonic kind of love. Jimin was his angel with a mask of a demon.

This is actually different from what I wrote at the first place. The storyline is the same but the ending and some convo is dif. I wrote it yesterday but wattpad deleted the whole 1k+ chapter and I just know it just now. So I re write everything.

I liked this one more. What do you think?