"I can't get my mind off you, I think I might be obsessed. The very thought of you makes me want to get undressed."
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"I felt his deep passion finding an outlet at last. His kisses became from slow and sensual to more and more passionate. I felt h...
"The nights were mainly made forsaying things that you can't say tomorrow day."
Y/N POV:
I was freezing in my cotton hoodie as the cold wind pierced right through it. The address Jimin had given me was that of an abandoned supermarket in the middle of the most criminal neighborhood of Seoul.
As I was waiting in the cold and desolate parking lot I was starting to wonder whether Park Jimin had brought me here because he wanted me to catch a cold or he was planning to murder me.
There certainly wouldn't be any witnesses here, I was sure of that.
I was already picturing random citizens discovering my body in the ditches when the familiar black Porsche Cayenne turned up around the corner and pulled up right in front of me.
"I told you you'd see me soon." Park Jimin smirked as he rolled down the windows. He was wearing once again his trademark black glasses even though it was supposed to rain outside and the sky was covered by dark clouds.
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He looked so mesmerizing that I had to remind myself again why I was mad at him.
"You're clairevoyant now?" I mocked him as I got inside the car and he smiled widely right away. Compared to Taehyung, Jimin was smiling way more often.
"Look at you, you're freezing!" He exclaimed as he touched my cold and stiff fingers.
"Well, yeah, you made me wait for you for, like, only twenty minutes." I mumbled slightly annoyed at his odd concern. What, was he concerned for my well-being now?
"Sorry, the recording ran late." Jimin replied, eyes glistening with sincerity. "Here, I brought coffee." He handed me over a large cup of hot almond latte that warmed my hands right away.
"Did I manage to make it up to you now?" He asked with an innocent child-like look.
"You're forgiven." I raised my chin dramatically and Jimin pretended to sigh with relief.
I took a sip of my coffee as he steered the wheel, driving through the empty streets.
"So-" I opened my mouth but suddenly got interrupted by Jimin's cursing.
"Shit!" He said gritting his teeth so hard I got scared that he'd break them. He suddenly made a sharp U-turn right in the middle of the road and I gripped on my seat, doing my best not to spill any of the coffee. "Little shits, I thought I had escaped them."
I turned around and saw a pair of headlights of a black car following us not far behind. The car made a turn immediately after Jimin.
"Who is this?" I turned to Jimin who was already speeding. The Porsche let out a loud roar.
