MY INNOCENCE 🌸 || p.jm ✔︎

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I was laying on the couch watching tv. After our recent events I grew a little worried about Jimin and his "business". Now I had a feeling some of it wasn't legal. It was almost 11 and he still wasn't home, but before I knew it I fell asleep. I was woken up by shuffling on the couch and it was him.

"Jimin.." I groaned.

"Why are you on the couch?" He sounded like he was exhausted.

"You weren't home and I guess got worried." I said still half asleep and my eyes still closed. He sighed and picked me up, carrying me upstairs to our bedroom. He placed me on the bed, pulling the covers over my body.

I open my eyes just a little bit to look at him and the red crimson stains on his shirt caught my eye. My eyes widened as I sat up, grabbing onto his shirt. "What happened!? Is this yours?" I exclaimed.

"Don't worry about it, just go to sleep."

"Jimin this is blood!!" I spat.

"Angel—

"Did you kill someone?" I asked, slightly afraid of the answer.

"I told you I had to take care of business."

"What if you get caught!? What if someone comes after you or the people you love, your parents!?" I yelled at him.

"I'm the most feared Mafia in all of North and South Korea. No one will harm me or you or my family. I promise. Now go to sleep princess." He kissed my forehead as I laid back down. But I couldn't close my eyes.

My mind kept flashing back to that night in the basement and in the woods as I watched him walked to the bathroom and come out. Fully showered, water dripping from his obsidian black hair down his chest to his tone abs.

His body was perfectly sculpted, his v line sharp, the water making his body glisten. He walked over to the bed staring at me.

"What are you looking at?" He slightly smirk.

"N-nothing." He put on some boxer shorts before climbing in the bed getting under the covers and pulling me into his embrace. We laid there in silence for a while before I broke it.

"Jimin?" He hummed in response. "That guy that you made me kill in the basement... does he have a family?" I looked up at him, waiting for his answer.

"I don't know, I guess so."

"Kids, wife, his parents? You don't ever think about that when your killing people?"

"Why should I?"

"It's wrong Jimin." I sat up, "you shouldn't do that, don't you know it'll all come back on you? In the worst possible way."

"And I'll be ready for it."

"Or you can just stop—

"Don't... don't try to change me Angel, you're wasting your time. Besides no one will dare harm me or my family why can't you understand that. If it wasn't for what I do, this city.. this country would be out of line. Now lay down." He pulled me back into his embrace.

"You have nothing to worry about my little princess." He caressed my hair while humming. I wanted to say something else but it's obvious he's not gone to change, I mean do he even feel remorse. Once again my mind was clouded by the thoughts of the beautiful devil, listening to his steady heartbeat.

"I want to be your light baby, you should be your light." I looked up at him when he started to sing with a surprised expression. "What?" He chuckled.

"Nothing, I didn't know Mafia men could sing." I joked causing him to laugh.

"There's a lot of things about me that you don't know." He said in a cocky way.