Crazy | bts x Jimin

十六

Jimin flipped through his files once more, and this time it was Namjoon. Each of the files have a photo of them attached to it and so far he have yet seen anyone in such bad conditions.

There were scars littered all over Namjoon's face and neck which probably travels down his chest and body. Blood were trickling down his lips as well.

It must have hurt really bad for Namjoon. He looked at the 3 remaining rooms. There's a grey, a purple and green with streaks of black.

Each room was a new theme and simply put, it attacks a different part of your memory.

Jimin decided that green would be good. He walked down and raised his eyebrows at the remaining normal boys.

Yoongi wasn't there either. He guessed Yoongi was still inside that room.

"They are lucky they aren't locked up here, or they would go crazy easily." Jimin muttered as he pointed to Namjoon and gestured for him to go over to him.

Jimin waited until the boy comes over before going into the green room. He didn't try to match the theme, he knows that these people, with many scars are the hardest to break.

Jimin locks the door and made his way to the seat opposite of Namjoon. The room only had a bed and the table and chairs.

"So what's your game for me?" Namjoon went straight to the point. Jimin didn't show any emotion at his smart prediction.

"Oh I'm not playing games Namjoon. What makes you think so? The fact that your friends broke down easily after a measly session with me? You have got to be smarter than that Namjoon." Jimin smirked as he saw Namjoon flare up.

Jimin shrugged before looking at the files again.

"Anyway, there are no games, we just going to talk like how you would talk to the psychiatrist." Jimin flipped through the files for a little, "You know you can start by saying how you got into the killing business. It can be very addictive after all."

Namjoon was shocked by that. It was true, killing can be so addictive for him. He had never stopped ever since he started and he never plans to stop.

"I killed my classmates in school, because they always bullied me for the smallest of things." Namjoon confessed.

Jimin nodded before taking out a bottle of pills from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"Eat it." Jimin didn't say much about it though which made Namjoon look at him suspiciously.

"Don't be so tensed. It's just normal pills for colds." The bottle surface had no instructions of any type, it was completely blank.

"Don't believe me?" Jimin took the bottle and ate the pill in one swoop. He swallowed the pill and nothing happened.

Namjoon carefully popped a pill into his mouth and swallowed. Jimin knows it's nothing but vitamins but he will play with Namjoon's mind.

"It's sleeping pills." Jimin said as he wrote down Namjoon's reactions.

"Aren't you getting sleepy? There's a bed, let me tuck you in baby." Jimin said as he placed the file on the table and pulled Namjoon up and placed him on the bed in the room.

Jimin tucked Namjoon in and the poor boy struggling away from Jimin.

Jimin just smirked, because Namjoon believed him and his mind is telling Namjoon that he is sleepy.

"You will have nightmares Namjoon." Jimin whispered as Namjoon slowly drift to sleep. Jimin sat back on his seat and started to record the reactions that Namjoon is having while asleep.

"I guess he is simple minded as well." Jimin mumbled as he records every small thing happening.

Jimin sighed, he might be fired. Oh wait he is his own boss now. No one is the boss of him and he can do whatever to these patients the government doesn't care about.

Jimin smiled as he saw Namjoon struggling under the covers with his eyes closed. "I'll make his nightmare last longer then, since he is enjoying so much." Jimin smirked before writing down on his notes and left the room.

He was only left with the last two people, the two youngest of the group. Their siblings staring daggers at him for whatever happened to their family.

Jimin cant help but laugh a little. The government is wrong to assign these dangerous people under him because they will all be his weapon for his dreams.