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With every situation comes its pros and cons.

The first con of the duo's specialty?

They need to play the part.

Therefore, Jimin needs to seem like a strict and lethal aristocrat.

And Yoongi? Well. He's the whore.

Yoongi sighs as he realizes that he needs to set their specialty into action.

So, with one last huff, Yoongi trips over his feet and stumbles into Jimin who had begun walking further into the club.

Jimin turns around with a furious look in his eyes. It's all just an act, of course.

One they've done multiple times before.

"You bitch!" he yells, raising a fist. Yoongi cowers, internally sighing.

"I-I'm sorry M-Master," he stutters. "I-I tripped and-" Jimin slaps him across the cheek.

Hard.

The sound resonates through the club, very much heard over the low, soft, sultry music playing in the background. If there wasn't a crowd before, there definitely was one now.

"I don't want your excuses, bitch! You just bumped into me! You're going to get it, now!" Yoongi squeezes his eyes shut and anticipates the blow to come.

Now, you'd think that some other aristocrat in the crowd would try and stop Jimin like a good up-stander, but no, they don't. They all have their whores, after all, and they all treat them the same. All of the other pets in the crowd look on at the scene with pity in their eyes.

Jimin throws a punch to Yoongi's abdomen, which has him hunched over and wheezing after having the air blown out of him.

Again, it's all just an act.

Yoongi doesn't actually feel any pain.

He's suffered much worse than a simple slap and gut-punch.

Jimin then kicks him square in the chest, making Yoongi fall on his back, wincing in mock pain to keep up the act. Jimin approaches Yoongi and rests a foot on his chest, crouching down. Yoongi's breath quickens and Jimin breathes in his face.

From his pocket, Jimin extracts a small syringe containing about 10ml of a blue substance. He injects it into Yoongi's neck, making Yoongi wince in actual pain.

See, Yoongi's blood is special. It allows him to heal quickly, even allows what would be permanent scars on other people heal for him.

Remember that night Yoongi was kidnapped by EXO?

What they did to him?

That one "permanent" scar across the face Jungkook mentioned?

Yeah.

It healed over.

Not even a fine white line to show it had once been there.

The blue substance Jimin had just injected into Yoongi? It's a dampening serum Jimin configured for situations like these where they would need Yoongi's wounds to heal at a normal pace. It will wear off in two hours or when Jimin injects another amplifying serum into Yoongi.

Whichever comes first.

Jimin pockets the empty syringe and brings out a small pocketknife.

A wave of gasps erupts from the crowd.

Many of the aristocrats there would never dare do that.

Pull a knife on their pets in public, I mean.

Don't mistake the gasps as gasps of horror.

No.

They were gasps of astonishment, admiration, and respect.

There were a few gasps of horror.

Those only came from the other pets, however.

Jimin reaches out his free hand and holds it across Yoongi's neck, choking him.

As if the foot on his chest wasn't already doing so.

Yoongi scratches at Jimin's hand as its grip tightens around his neck and he starts to feel lightheaded.

Normally, it wouldn't affect him much.

But after the serum's been injected into his system, he's been made weak.

Yoongi's vision blurs as Jimin brings the knife to his cheek, softly letting it graze across Yoongi's pale skin before with one swift movement, the knife digs into Yoongi's skin and makes one flaw on his once flawless skin. The two-and-a-half-inch-long wound on Yoongi's face quickly bursts into red as blood seeps out of it.

The knife is gone not a moment after.

Yoongi's breath picks up more than it should as he struggles to breathe and let oxygen course through his system.

Jimin, sensing that Yoongi was almost at his limit, bends down low and growls in his ear.

"That'll teach you to bump into me again, bitch." He then lifts his hand as Yoongi greedily gasps for air, his breaths coming in short and fast gulps. Jimin stands and walks away, not before kicking Yoongi harshly onto his side.

The crowd parts for Jimin as he leaves the scene, thinning as most aristocrats chase after him to try to form some sort of alliance with him. All of their pets follow them, not before shooting Yoongi one last pitiful glance.

Only one man stands beside Yoongi when the aristocrats leave.

The man crouches down and his eyes hold great sadness and pity for Yoongi.

"My, my, you poor little kitten," he says. Yoongi merely stares at him with a blank gaze, still trying to regain his breath. The man shakes his head.

"Come, kitten. Let's get you patched up, shall we?" The man hoists Yoongi up by the armpits and waits patiently as Yoongi regains his footing. The man holds out a kind hand to Yoongi and he hesitantly takes it, letting the man lead him by hand.

After a few twists and turns and a short elevator ride, the doors of the elevator open to a single small corridor with one door at the end. Across the glass on the door is one name, infused with the glass in black.

Yoongi smirks internally, knowing he has found his target.

The name on the door?

Lee Changhyun.