The next morning Y/N was called back to the tattoo shop. She sluggishly got up and made her way to her bathroom, where she would freshen up for the day.
Tattoo shop
The look on her face was dirty. She didn't want to be in the tattoo shop, atleast not in this hour. She wanted to be asleep in her cosy bed. She was sat in one of the chairs in the waiting room. She was half asleep and awake.
"Y/N" a loud voice boomed in her ears. She looked at the employee giving him a rude glare. She stood up in her sweatpants and sweatshirt making her way to Jimins room, ignoring the mans presence. She barged into his room, with her tired state, and sat across from a glaring Jimin.
"Issue?" I looked at him.
"Yes." The door then opened and shut revealing the same employee that bothers me. "This is Hobi hyung" Jimin stated. "Cool" I said disinterested.
Jimin suddenly jolted up resting his hands on the table. He gave me an intimidating glare.
"Who are you? And what have you come to do?"
An angel here to detain a demon sent by the devil.
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Mr. Rude| PJM FF
FanfictionThe Devils Ink, ruined it all. Blood beautifully dripped down her neck, soaking her clothes. She looked absolutely beautiful with blood flowing down her not so pale neck. "Be careful what you wish for."
