I woke up just long enough to thank the man that saved me, I honestly can't believe someone as 'ruthless', 'Killer', 'Bad man' can be so caring. All the story's I've ever been told of The Min Yoongi was he kills without feeling, Cares about no one. The Yoongi I was told about would never save a useless whore like me.
My head leaned against his shoulder and closed my eyes just to relax, I move my head the slightest and my nose goes against his neck just the slightest and his cologne and natural smell.
Is intoxicating
He moves his hand to comfortably rest on my upper thigh, never going lower then just under my knee. His other hand is wrapped around my shoulders holding me tightly against himself, I feel calm and safe. The safest I've ever felt in.....Ever.
It got to the point I shifted my weight and I fell on his thighs, my head was resting just above his crotch. I'm not trying to be weird, his hand slowly starts combing threw my hair and I instantly relax to his touch.
His hand goes up and down my sides as I feel myself easing into a comfortable darkness. I start dreaming of where he's taking me. Knowing all the story's I've heard I always imagined a dark and sinister house. Filled with servants and slaves, a torture room filled with weapons of immerse pain.
I snap my eyes open when I feel someone touching and rocking my shoulder the slightest. I look around and I'm seeing dark and stormy weather, but I'm still inside the car but no ones inside?
I look down and realize I'm still laying on a pair of thighs, I yelp and sit up trying to get away from the mystery man that woke me up from the best dream I've ever had. I actually had someone who cared about me enough to get me out of there.
"Jimin are you ok?" I turn around and my eyes fill up with tears when I realize this is reality not a dream, I jump on Yoongi and cry into his shoulder. He's hesitant to hug me back, but he ultimately hugs me back with more vigor.
He strokes my back slightly and whispers sweet things in my ear trying to calm me down. After what seems like ever I'm finally just sitting on his lap sniffling occasionally.
"Are you ok Jimin?" His voice sounded serious but not demanding.
You know that voice. Right?
"I am now, thank you for putting up with me" I say quietly and nod my head along with my words.
He smiles and cups my face in his hands, he comes closer to me and kisses my forehead lovingly. I lightly pushes me off of his lap and opens the door to the car, he extends his hand for me to grab. I happily except his offer and I get out of the car to see an amazing sight in front of me.
All the story's are so wrong, I'm met with bright fountains, a lovely white house with beautiful red and black accents. His house is huge, it's larger then my former home. He has beautiful white fencing surrounding the perimeter of him house.
All I can do is stare at aw at his amazing home, beautiful and exquisite. I turn my head to see Yoongi staring at me, but he immediately looks away and starts walking to the front door. I walk behind him while watching his hair flop with each step and giggle.
"Are you laughing at me?~" He asks playfully and shows me a face that makes me giggle again.
"No I was watching your hair, it flops with each step! It so cute!!" I giggle as I pinch his cheek, but he tenses up and I stop thinking I did something wrong. But he grabs my hand and places it back onto his cheek and smiles at me.
"Your fine, I'm not used to affection" He whispers and I nod slowly, pinching his cheek again earning a little smile to burst onto him face.
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My kryptonite [Yoonmin]
FanfictionHe's a ruthless killer and mafia leader, showing no mercy. Just loving the feeling of having a bullet puncture someone's skull by him hand. He's a shy, baby boy who gets abused at home for not being manly. This two meet under unfortunate circumstanc...