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Agust D let out a groan, his head pounded horribly and for some reason he couldn't move his hands. Eyes squinted, the assassin managed to look over his surroundings, the walls of where he was were a dull gray as well as the floors. He pulled on his arms again, but the same result he could move them.
"What the-" He looked downwards, his legs were tied together by a brittle rope with his wrists tied as well. Pain pierced through his head as he moved his body back and forth, trying his best to get himself free. Agust D yelled out of struggle as he pulled his arms more, failing to make anything loose, "Who the fuck did this!?"
The door to the room opened, the light from the outside blinding the blonde. The entrance then shut, and a familiar person stepped in.
"Wow, someone's finally awake~!"
Agust D's confused look turned into a cold glare, his eyes aimed directly at the pink haired. He moved to attack him but, obviously only made the chair move only a few centimeters.
"Let me go, bitch." Agust D's words hissed at the other. If anyone were to hear that they'd let him go by command, but the Kitty stayed there like nothing happened.
"Aw- I can't do that sweetie~" He giggled, trusty pink gun resting in his other hand. He walked to Yoongi with eyes growing softer, only for him to grab the other's pale locks. He yanked them forcefully, enjoying the look of pain in his captive's face, "No one would be stupid enough to let you go."
After a moment, he released the other's strands and left.
Just like that.
The door shut leaving the other, once again, in the dark.
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"How is he?"
Kitty Gang turned his head to V, "Finally awake."
"I can't believe that it took him that long just to find you." He smirked, obviously at Agust D's stupidity. The leader's blue locks fell to his side as he directed his face upwards in Jimin's direction, his elbow on the table and hand resting against his cheek, "You really are something aren't ya' Jimin?"
"Hm, I guess I am." The pink responded, his back still resting against the closed door, "It's just the Agust D was defiantly going to get agitated after losing sight of me months ago simple."
"Well it was worth the wait." V smiled at his companion, "We finally got him."
Jimin clicked his tongue, eyes directing in front of him instead of the other male. He walked down into the living room, setting his small frame on the couch. The poor male was tired of having to keep Agust D under watch 24/7, especially having to keep V company. He slumped down onto the couch, back resting on the soft cushions.
Then a sliver of memory hit him.
A pair of warm lips met mine once again, his gaze blinded with lust. His movement were almost immediate, not even a hint of hesitation.
I know it's him.
But, I can't... I can't move.
"Fuck, you're so pretty."
My mind almost began to tick faster, no one had said that to me. No one treated me like this, but he treated me like I had meaning in this stupid world.
I- I want to be treated like this more.
"If you think I'm so pretty, shut up, and fucking kiss me"
My hands wrapped around his neck, legs following by wrapping around his waist.
I want him to treat me like I mattered to him.
I just want him.
"Jimin!"
Jimin's eyes flicked open and immediately jumped off the couch, as if the seat could attack him. His face had been hinted in pink, his eyes confused.
Why-
"PARK, JIMIN!"
Kitty Gang turned his head, face still puzzled, to the blue haired.
"W-what? Why are you yelling at me?!"
"I've been calling your name for the past 10 minutes," He responded, gaze now lazy and annoyed, "You didn't even move from that couch until now. Are you okay?"
"Y-yeah. Just, tired." The other sighed. The memory still lingered his mind, his hand subconsciously touching his lips in response.
Why won't he leave my mind-
"I've got to go." The leader of Gucci Gang spoke, hand pulling back his locks. He stood up and walked to the door, "I've got a guest. It would be rude to leave a bunny alone."
Finally.
Jimin was finally alone.
Except for the certain male inside that one hidden room.
It was him.
The pink haired felt his face flush, all those memories, all those touches, all of those kisses rushed back to him like they were happening to him at the moment. Hands slammed against the table, and Kitty Gang disappeared into one of the rooms.
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How many days have even pasted?
Agust D sat quietly struggling, continuously trying to set himself free. At this point his wrists were red in irritation, both of them burning in pain. The assassin couldn't even tell if it was morning or the dead of night where he was, his pounding head and painful stomach not assisting in anything. He guessed it had already been hours since he woke, as nothing had happened in that time frame.
It's either pink bitch on the other side is sleeping or just stalking me through the camera in the corner.
Agust D rolled his eyes as he reminded himself of that surveillance camera that watched him and all his movements. He swore if he could only move his hand enough he could probably flip the other off but, remember, his hands were tied. The struggling captive just decided to give up for awhile 'cause he was too lazy to continue, only for him to remember what had caused him to get into this mess in the first place.
The person he met at that night club. The person with the crop top, booty shorts, and those signature pink plump lips.
That pretty boy,
Park Jimin.
And that same pretty boy, was holding him captive,
Kitty Gang.
How could I be this stupid?
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