TOXIC {Jikook}

Prolog

That was a big step for him. For a long time he had thought about whether he should really do it, but ultimately his passion has moved him to a decision. And so he packed his things and moved from Busan to Seoul.

He has been dancing since he can think. It is his passion and his big dream is that he can make his money with his first big love. In Seoul he has rented a small apartment. It does not offer much space, but he was allowed to take his three year old cat with him and that was a huge plus. It really was not that easy to find an apartment in Seoul, which was also affordable. Here he even has access to a large terrace. This is designed as a small garden. On the one hand, that really pleased him a lot, after all, he could relax here well after college and the training, but at the same time this little green spot was just a disaster for him..

Here he was now, Park Jimin, 23 years old and newly arrived and tried his cat to move to climb down from a tree again. Was it really such a good idea to take the cat to the terrace? He was not sure anymore..

''Mr. Bubbles .. Please .. Come back down ..'' Jimin stood in despair in front of the tall tree and reached out for his little baby but could not reach him. And that little cattle did not look like it was going to come down again in the next few minutes.

Actually, Jimin had no time for that, he had to go to university. He wondered if he should get a chair to climb on and lift down Mr. Bubbles.

"Hey, can I help you somehow?" Jimin glanced sideways at the stranger, which scared him a little bit. He was standing in front of a slightly taller man who looked like he was about his age. He had black hair and was generally dressed completely in black. His legs were in tight skinny jeans, combined with a plain shirt with no print and a leather jacket. His hands were tattooed and at the neckline of his shirt Jimin could also spot the beginning of a tattoo. The stranger's appearance was in complete contrast to Jimin. He himself had pink hair and today wore a bright torn jeans with a baby blue to large sweater.

Jimin felt overwhelmed. The stranger looked so good and Jimin immediately felt even smaller. ''Hello.. Ehm.. I moved in here.. And Mr. Bubbles, so.. my cat, he does not want to come down there..'' Jimin could feel his cheeks getting hotter as he spoke, and he kept his eyes on the ground in front of him. A small tic of him was that he always played with his fingers when he was nervous, which were barely visible anyway due to the big pullover. So he overlooked the smirk of the stranger.

''How about if I help you out? You should always offer your help to a new neighbor.'' If possible, Jimin's cheeks only got hotter. That was his new neighbor? How could he live on if he knew that someone like him was in close proximity to him?

"That would be very nice." He could only reply softly and was just about to ask how the stranger wanted to help him when he could feel two big hands on his hip. A surprised squeak escaped him as his feet left the floor and he was simply lifted so high by the stranger. His hands felt so damn good on his hip, even though he could barely feel them because of the thick pullover. How would these hands feel right on his bare skin..? But before it could be any more embarrassing, he reached out his arms for his cat to lift him into his arms, whereupon he moaned loudly.

He would have liked to feel those hands longer on his hip, but his new neighbor let him down again and removed his hands from him. ''Thanks a lot..'' Jimin looked up at the stranger despite his very red cheeks and tried to smile. After all, he was really grateful to him, now he had his cat back in his arms. At least Mr. Bubbles should not be back on the terrace so fast..

"It's a pleasure to help such a sweet thing." And that grin, which arose on the stranger's lips after these words, left Jimin breathless. What did he deserve it for? This man was so groundbreaking.. But what should anyone like him ever want with a Jimin like?

''Okay honey, I'm going to bed, the night was long. But we'll see each other again, mhh? I can not wait .. '' One last grin and the stranger disappeared back into the building, leaving a completely overburdened Jimin. Did he just call him honey?

He should have asked him his name.. Did he just mean he was going to bed? At 8 o'clock in the morning? But that should not really matter to Jimin.

Quickly he brought Mr. Bubbles back to his small apartment and grabbed his bag. Actually, he was really excited about going to university, but right now he could only think of his new neighbor. He was so different from Jimin himself. Sometimes Jimin likes to be like that too.. But he was just a little, sweet boy. The stranger, on the other hand, has something dangerous about him. Something fascinating. Jimin was definitely curious if he would get to know him even better..