Here you are, a hacker for one of the biggest gangs in Seoul just trying to live a halfway normal life. You're the younger sister of Yoongi, the leader of the Wolf Gang. Along with his right-hand man Seokjin and assassin Jimin, you get along pretty...
My eyes shot up to see an angry Jimin storming towards us. Aww fudge...
"Why weren't you answering your phone?! Do you realize how long I've waited for you?!"he demanded. "I almost called your brother I got so worried!" Crap, if he had called Yoongi I would have been locked away forever. And not like the fairy-tale, Rapunzel kind of way where I could still do hobbies and have my prince charming come and save me. No. He would have hidden me so far away from the world, the name Min Y/N will never have existed.
Jimin almost started to say my name, but I quickly winked twice at him to signal him to use our codenames. "I'm fiiiiinne Chimmy! I was just talking to Mang one of my friends."I looked back at Mang and paused. Why is his expression so weird? Oh shoot, did I just friendzone him? No no no that wasn't my intention at all. I tried to communicate with Mang through my eyes to tell him that that wasn't what I had meant, but he just kept his head low.
"Yeah sure looked friendly over here, lets go."Jimin harshly grabbed my hand and dragged me back into the house to the front door. His grip on my arm was so hard, I knew that it was going to bruise. I had never seen him this upset before, I mean, he had never been this rough with me. I mean yes, he is an assassin, but he always made sure to never, quote unquote, "bring his work face to HQ." I'm used to seeing him be the super sweet and cute Jiminie. But this, this was a whole nother side of him.
I stumbled after him, trying so hard to not trip over my heels and dress. Crap! I didn't say bye to Mang!I turned around but he had disappeared. As we made our way through the crowd, I felt a hand brush the back of my dress. It was so light, almost like a feather. Any regular person wouldn't have been able to catch it, but of course I'm not a normal person.
I whipped my head around to see if I could catch the person but saw no one that could be the culprit. Jimin was finally able to drag me away to outside and stormed straight for the vehicle. Once we got into the car, Jimin slammed the door and we just sat there in silence. I've never had any problem talking to Jimin, but at this moment, I had no idea what to say to him.
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I finally gathered some courage and addressed him. "What is your deal man?!"I said.
"Y/N... do you like that boy?"He said quietly. I just stared at him for a second. Why would he even ask me that? What does it matter to him?
"W-what? Jimin I just met him tonight what are –" I stammered; I could feel my face turning bright red at just the mention of Mang. He abruptly cut me off.
"I saw the way you were looking at him, there was something there."His voice was barely above a whisper. His voice was cracking slightly but I could tell he was trying hard not to cry due to how hard he was clenching his fists.
"Jimin... What's wrong?"I asked reaching and grabbing his hand. He looked down at my hand and smiled softly. "Nothing, let's get you home before Yoongi kills us both."For most of the ride home, it was dead silent, even on the street. The only other sign of life around us was a lone motorcyclist that passed us quickly.
I couldn't stand the silence between us. It just felt unnatural. Jimin has been my best friend since childhood; we tell each other everything. I would even complain about Yoongi to Jimin, because he always kept what I said a secret. I never had to worry about him betraying me.
I sent Jennie a quick text to let her know that I was on my way home and that I was safe. I finally couldn't take the unsettling silence looming over us and so I decided to turn the radio on, because I knew that music was a way to help Jimin feel better. He didn't object as I flipped through the stations. I was hoping to find something that would break him out of the trance that he inadvertently put himself into.
I eventually found the perfect song to get him out of his funk. The beat of "Kill This Love" by BLACKPINK started to blast through the speakers. I started humming to the tune. I snuck a quick look at Jimin to find him slightly bopping his head, but still with a scowl on his face. I needed to see his face full of joy like it usually was. I knew the only way to do that was by embarrassing myself. So, I did what any awkward young adult girl likes to do: screech out the lyrics.
I began to belt out the chorus imagining myself as one of the idols. I knew every word, but I couldn't sing at all, so it just sounded like I was yelling the entire time.
I looked over to see him slightly smiling while whispering the lyrics. But that still wasn't good enough for me, so I did the next best thing. I started dancing. As I was singing to my heart's content, I was swinging my arms around and trying to move my hips as much as the seatbelt allowed me to. I couldn't help myself. Whenever I heard music, my body just took over and started to dance. Well... attempt to dance is a better term for it.
I continued to do this until the very end of the song. At one point, Jimin even joined me in yelling out the lyrics. He always looked so much better when he was happy and cheerful. Once the song ended, I start panting not realizing how much energy all that singing, and dancing took out of me. Man... I'm really out of shape.
Jimin giggled at my attempt to make him feel better. He looked at me fondly before his gaze turned dark once more. Oh no, what now?
"You ok?" I questioned feeling worried. "Your arm"he retorted. I looked down and noticed that it had already started bruising from the party. You could clearly see the outline of his fingers as a purplish-blue hue, which decorated my fair skin. "It's fine Jimin, really" I tried reasoning not wanting him to fall back into his dark state.
"No, it's not Y/N. I hurt you. I've sworn to Yoongi that I will always protect and look after you, but I've just broken that promise." I didn't know how to reply, so we just finished our car ride in stillness.
Jimin's POV:
No wonder she doesn't like me. I'm literally the worst. How could she fall for someone who does disgusting acts like that? I can't believe I lost control like that; it is absolutely unacceptable. I have to better... better for her. And I will. I'll do whatever it takes to get Y/N back.
