it all started with a crime || Jikook ✔️

Unexpected Lockdown

-Jimin's POV-

I can't believe this. I have never thought, EVER, in my whole entire existence that I would end up like this. Im currently sitting in my cell, rethinking about life, and what it has led me to.

I look up, hearing the sound of the cell door opening and closing. I then see a really tall and muscular man with brown hair. He was wearing a black leather jacket and a black hat. He was holding a tray of orange carrots. He put it down in front of me, gave me a little glance, and left.

I stared at the tray in front of me. Let me get you a little updated on how everything happened...

-flashback-

I fell straight on my back as pain started to rush inside my entire body. I looked up, seeing my enemy right before me, knife in his bloody hand, with an ugly smirk on his face.

"You did this to yourself, Park." he said, with his saliva, spitting on my face as he said every word. "You disgust me" I manager to blurt out, despite all the pain in my body.

His smirk got even bigger as he looked at me, with me looking back with such a hateful look. If looks could kill, he would've been on the floor, unconscious right now.

He came closer to me and held my chin up to look at me. He stared in my eyes so affectionately that I would have believed he was innocent. But I kept my hateful gaze, not letting him fool me. "Oh Jimin. Jimin, Jimin, Jimin. My sweet little sassy Jimin." I looked at him in confusion.

"I'm not yours." I spat out. He dropped the knife that was once in his hands, now on the floor, and continued staring at me. He brushed aside the strands of hair behind my ear with his free hand, and then held my cheeks with both his hands. I saw his eyes starting to tear up.

"Jimin..." He looked down, trying to hide his tears, but failed. He wiped his tears, looked up at me again, but to my surprise, he took out the key that I have been looking for. The key to this room that he imprisoned me in for 3 years...

My mouth dropped and my eyes widened. How could he give it up so easily. I was mad. He locked me up for 3 years, and now he dare show up with the key in front of me. I got up, took the key from him, and was about to leave. I couldn't have him in my sight anymore. I was too mad to make him pay back. But I knew I would do it someday.

"Jimin wait!" He ran to me and held my wrist, stopping me from leaving the room. "What do you want?!" I snapped. He somehow looked shocked, so he stepped back and gave me my space. I was about to turn back and leave, when he suddenly said something that made me pause my tracks.

"I like you Jimin."

No. No way. He can't. Not after all those years. All those years of torture. I scoffed and left the room, not wanting to hear anymore bullshit. As I was about to leave the house, he stopped me, again.

"Jimin please just hear me out..." He sounded so fragile and small. But no. I can't be soft now. Not after what he has done to me all those years. He started to sob even more as he was trying to speak. But eventually he did.

"I've liked you since middle school. I-I knew you didn't like me back, I knew you liked someone else. And I wanted to have you all to myself. I tried to get your attention e-everyday, but I couldn't seem to make you like me. My love for you was getting stronger and stronger, that eventually, I lost a hold of my emotions and let my actions get the best of me. I took you to my home, and still tried to make you return your feelings for me. I bought you chocolates everyday, I bought you your favorite flowers everyday, I even got you a car. But you wouldn't listen to me. Just cuz I locked you up, you wouldn't want to listen..."