I'D GIVE IT ALL

chapter 3

Jimin's father hadn't been so happy that his only son was attending university so far away from home and had requested that he do his last year of studies at the university of Busan, where he was closer to home.

Jimin grumbled as he looked out of the limousine window. He despised all the unnecessary fanfare, as well as the fact that he had to switch universities in his final year.It sucked a whole lot of balls.

"Jiminie, you should lighten up. I'm sure it's going to be great! " From beside him, his overly optimistic friend said.

Taehyung just wouldn't get it. The guy was so free, literally! He could choose to do whatever he wanted, and he did! But Jimin's life had been planned and chosen for him from the day he was born. 

He sighed one more time and just kept staring out of the window the rest of the drive, while Taehyung gawked loudly at the sights, his head hanging out the window like a little puppy. 

The driver took Jimin straight home, and he decided to change into something more casual. He looked around the house he grew up in, and all the memories just flooded into his head. He had changed somehow since he left, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

The halls were filled with immense silence, his only company being the dolls at the end of his bed or the maids.

That was until his father gave him his own personal body guard. A boy named Jungkook... the boy who became his friend and ally, but also the boy who had to grow up really fast in order to do his job of protecting Jimin. 

He still felt responsible and wished to make amends to Jungkook, and he wondered what the other looked like now... all grown up.

He was dressed in black jeans and a red-and-black striped T-shirt, shades adorning his face. He decided to take his own car to his dad's company. 

"You coming with me?" Jimin asked his friend.

Taehyung happily shook his head and took a seat on the couch to nap a bit.

When Jimin arrived at the building, he just grabbed a cup of juice from the break room and hurried to his father's office. He changed his hair and, with the shades on him, no one could really recognize him. He was rushing and couldn't see very well due to the shades, so he damn well didn't pay attention, and that's when he bumped into some buff-looking suited guy. 

Jimin's cup of juice spilled all over the guy's dark suit and he was about to apologize profusely when the guy turned and hit him upside the head.

Yes, this fucking tall slab of unknown meat just hit him... park fucking Jimin, son of the damn Ceo, upside the head. 

The freaking nerve

And Jimin wasn't a spoilt brat at all, but God dammit, it was an accident!

The guy just hustled on.

"Hey! You! Stop right there, you big jerk! " Jimin called, causing a scene. 

The guy didn't even bother looking around, and Jimin took off the shades, causing all the staff to gasp in surprise.

He hurried after the man, totally forgetting what he was here for anyway. 

He grabbed the man by the bicep and was mildly impressed, but that's not what was happening right now, because before he could say anything at all, he flew into the air, shades flying in some direction, and was thrown over the man's shoulder, landing at his feet with a loud thud that felt like his soul had left his body.

It really hurt. like. A. Motherfucker

"... it was... an accident." That was what he managed to say, but the sass and attitude had vanished along with the air in his lungs.

And then everything just went black.

He just wasn't built for such a thing as combat, even if he has a big mouth.