Mythical Short Stories 방탄소년단 PART 2

[| Jimin |]

[|Opposites Attract|JiHopeKook|]

"Humans... Disgusting creatures. Don't you agree?"

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"You hired me." Jimin growls. "And what for? To work together with a fucking paranormal being who has been trapped in an iron cage for almost ten years, hasn't aged, and is diagnosed with insanity, to catch a murderer who has been on the loose for about five to nine years. And you need us to work together because you can't figure your shit out?!" He yells angrily.

"That's about as accurate as you make it, yes." Yoongi shrugs. "This murderer is young. He's probably only two or three years younger than you." His husband says after. Jimin never really liked Taehyung. Too energetic. "So if he's twenty... He started killing at the age of eleven?"

Yoongi nods. "He's very dangerous. That's why we need the best assassin we know, and a dangerous paranormal being who has been relatively tamed, to work together. You two might be the deadliest combo we can find."

Jimin frowns. "What do I get paid?" He asks. "Anything in between the two million and four million, depending on how quickly the job is fixed." Yoongi replies with a smirk.

Jimin almost immediately grabs his gun from his jeans and clicks the barrel back. "Deal." Yoongi smirks. "Excellent. Let the vampire go near him." He orders.

Jimin watches as the vampire gets pulled towards him and sometimes gets pulled back by the iron chains.

"Fucking hell! Let go of me! I won't kill him! I want that idiot dead too. He steals my fucking meals." The vampire hisses.

Slowly the chains are taken off, and the vampire sighs in relief and rubs his hands around his wrist that shows a burning mark of where the iron ring tightened before it got taken off.

The vampire leans closer to Jimin and sniffs, inhaling sharply. "Did you kill a boy today?" The vampire asks amused. Jimin just nods. "Felt like doing something." "I smell his blood on your hands." The vampire chuckles.

"The name's Hoseok. Jung Hoseok. It's a pleasure to work with such a good-looking assassin. Why aren't you modeling somewhere right now?"

Jimin groans and rolls his eyes. "I've gotten enough offers from those industries. Truth is that they're shocked once I pick up my phone and start my sentence with: Park Jimin, professional assassin how may I be of service."

"I bet their expression is priceless." Hoseok growls amused. "It is." Jimin chuckles. Jimin eyes Hoseok up and down. His arms and chest are well-muscled and his fangs are long and sharp. His red eyes spark with a lust for blood and his body is littered with scars.

But what attracts Jimin the most are his legs. Those god damn gorgeous strong legs. He can't seem to draw his gaze away from them once his eyes lock with the vampire's thighs and calves.

Hoseok chuckles. "Am I attractive to you, human?" He asks, flicking his tongue over his fangs. Jimin huffs. "If you would even call it that. I'm rather disappointed." He replies selfishly. "I hoped my partner would be more like me." "Rude, selfish, a total prick, handsome, cute ass, and blowjob lips?" Hoseok smirks. "Sorry sweetheart, I'm not a bottom."

Jimin aims his gun at him, but Hoseok merely laughs. "I can't die! Shoot me all you want!" I will, Jimin wants to say. Instead, he lowers his gun and scoffs. "Fucked up. Why do you live if you have nothing to live for?"

Hoseok smirks and tangles his fingers in Jimin's hair, running his hand through the fluffy strands of it, over and over again. "I live to see another war, another time, the evolution of my kind. Right now, we live among humans. You could have had a boyfriend and he would have been a vampire, or a demon, or a werewolf." He says lowly.