Blunt

Taehyung

2 years ago
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Our story may have started out smoothly, but not every part of it is the same. My lifestyle doesnt suit Jiminie. He is a pure hearted soul, not known to malice and evil. But being with me, seeing the gory details of the gang involvements has left my angel tainted. I know it takes a toll on him, but he doesnt say anything.
My beautiful angel is sad. I can feel it, but I cant do anything about it. Not for a few more weeks. Not until I have planned the escape of us three safely. I cant leave behind Joonie. He is the only family I have known.
My heart does not allow me to betray the trust of the 2 people that matter the most to me, but if everything goes according to my plan, then there wouldnt be much to worry about.
Namjoon and Jimin might think me reckless for a while, but in the end we are going to emerge victorious.
At the moment, I need to bask in all the attention and love Jimin has to offer, because I want to cherish him when things are good. Once the plan in underway, and the tiles start turning, I dont know when I will be able to see my baby again.
Jimin dozes off in my lap, in our corner of the dance floor. He looks so small, when he sleeps. His cheeks all puffed up, fists clenched and lips all pouty. I want to kiss him so badly that I gather him in my arms and move us to the tiny secluded room at the end of the hallway.
Jimin stirs up from the movement and clings to me for dear life. In my haste to open the door, and keep Jimin in my arms, I almost drop him. He yelps out cutely. I tighten my hold before prying the damn door open. As soon as the door is open, and I am in, I close it.
I drop Jimin to his feet, his back meeting the door, my hands on either side of his head. I stare into his eyes, and his expression shows, he understands my intention.
He bites his lower lip consciously. My eyes follow his teeth making red indentations on his pink lips.
I bring my thumb up to brush his lip, and a warm gasp leaves his mouth. I smirk at him, and rub my thumb ever so slowly across the border of his lower lip.
"You have the most beautiful lips, Jiminie."
"Shut up, and kiss me already.!" He humphs breathlessly, still trying to be brave. It makes me chuckle. I stare at his lips for a minute more. I feel his anticipation growing with the same rate as mine.
Finally, for the sake of both our sanities, I gently take his mouth with mine.
His bubblegum lipbalm is the first thing I taste. It suits him.
It soothes me..
We have never gone any farther than exchanging long kisses, and none of us have felt anything more is needed right now.
But these kisses, they are my lifeline.
He is what is keeping me from drowning in the depths of my own mind.
An abrupt knock on the door brings Jimin back to his senses and I feel rather than see him become taut.
I move back so that Jimin can maneuver himself behind me, to allow me to open the door.
I catch my breath, or rather try to, before turning the knob.
My heart is still hammering away, but the sight of a panting Soobin making the hair on my neck stand on end.
Soobin is my lookout guy. The guy I trust wouldnt betray my privacy and be there when I need him. So his wide eyes and panting breaths are enough to tell me that shit is going down.
"You need to leave!" Soobin says, though it is barely loud for me catch the words, Jimin's hold on my arm tightens.
"Where? Who?" I move out of the room, taking Jiminie's hand in mine, pulling him along.
"2 blocks away. RJ. Koya was able to pull in a punch before RJ knocked him out." Soobin explains to me the situation in the bare minimum. But I can piece it together.
RJ is the arms incharge for Hoseok's gang. He looks like a baby, but looks are deceiving. He is the strongest fighter I have seen, and the meanest. Soobin and I took a few crates from their shipment to smuggle, at a cheaper rate. I knew it was risky, but this is what I need to do to get out of here.
I thought it would take RJ a little more time to figure this out, but the bastard is too meticulous with his work.
He must've known the figures were wrong the moment the trucks reached him.
I have a few excuses ready, but it depends on how RJs mood is.
I reach the bike stand, push a helmet in Jimin's hand and we make our way to his apartment faster than we have ever gone.
Soobin will try to talk it out with RJ. I know Soobin likes RJ and he knows how to tackle bad situations, the reason why I trust him as my lookout.
Jimin is anxious, I can feel it. As we enter his tiny room, I sit him down on the bed, my hand resting on his shoulder as I stand in front of him. I take my cell out, and call Namjoon.
"RJ is at the studio. Soobin is on it. But if things get bad, take Jimin somewhere safe."
I end the call before he can say anything.
Jimin is looking up at me, with an expression that I dont like. He is scared.
"Baby, dont be scared. Its fine. You are safe."
I reassure him.
"I am not scared for me, I dont want you to get hurt." He looks down as he says this and fidgets with his fingers.
I crouch down and put a finger under his chin, tilting it up, making him look at me.
His eyes are rimmed with moisture.
I immediately get up and pull him in a hug. "I love you, Jiminie. You are my happiness. I feel so lucky to have known you, as you are now. My beautiful angel." I am afraid I might crush him with the force of my hug, but the strength with which he is hugging me back tells me that he loves me with the same ferocity.
"I love you too.. my tiger!" He hiccups and I know he is crying.
I hate myself for making him worry, but I am happy that this person cares so much for me.
It makes my heart soar.