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~~~~Park Jimin~~~~
~~~~10:21am| Unknown~~~~I open my eyes to see a kumamon blanket covering me, a furred pillow placed under my head and the bright sun glaring into my sight through the windshield of the car I'm in.
I sit up blinking hard and hearing a faint conversation. I yawned then stood quiet to hear the words being said.
"What now hyung? Surely someone's going to look for the girl, find her in his bathroom, and make to police automatically think it was him. Are you really going to jeopardize our gang for him? " A male asked with a curious tone of voice along with worry.
"I rather jeopardize our gang for him then turn him in. Don't forget we're all murderer too so don't start being a pussy now." I heard Yoongi snap.
"Plus they aren't going to think it was him, all evidence has been destroyed and covered up. It'll be considered suicide and be on the new in two days tops."Yoongi continued and sighed.
"But what're we going to do now?" Another male asked by they way he poke I could tell he just finished inhaling and is now blowing out the smoke from whatever it is.
"We'll have to stay low but we have to continue with our plans. We'll open a underground drug deal and stay in parts where we know gangs are so there'll be a smaller chance of getting caught." Yoongi replied to the male.
That's right...
I killed Hana yesterday night..
I looked out the window but couldn't see anything.
"The hell is blocking the window?" I quietly asked my self then went to open the door.
"Woah... What the fuck?" I heard Yoongi asked in a upset but a little surprised.
I opened the door wider and got out the car. Yoongi was leaned against the door so he was blocking the vision of the window.
With him there was six other tall and highly muscular males who stood around with their hands in their pockets along with their eyes set on me.
"Morning sleepy head." Yoongi put his hand on my shoulder making me look at him. He was smiling. A sweet smile at that.
"M-Morning." I muttered out feeling still a bit sleepy but also scared.
I looked around and saw stores I never been to, restaurants I never seen, and lastly a motel where the car was parked at.
"Hyung where are we?" I asked Yoongi looking around then at him.
"We're in the center of Seoul.. The popular happy spot." He answered and smiled more pulling me close to him by my waist.
The color red flushed my cheeks as I was startled at the action but a bit shy by the guys attention still on me. Their stares where piercing through me making me a bit more scared.
"It's okay, don't worry they're not going to hurt you. They're going to protect you from now on. " Yoongi told me making me glance at the guys who were now smiling at me.
"They'll introduce themselves later at the dinner. Hobi where's Mimi? I thought you said she was going to be here by now." Yoongi changed the topic before I can even ask a question.
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Deeply Devoted| Yoonmin
FanfictionFor some, black roses represent tragic love, while for others, they symbolize deep and pure devotion. When gifted to a loved one, a black rose is indicative of a devotion that is deep and rare as the flower itself. Hiatus