We're Way Too Different

Episode 19

Jimin is awoken by a bunch of voices in the background. Not wanting to give himself up that he's awoken, he keeps his eyes closed, as he listens to the conversation. 

''The boss wants him alive. He'll be here soon.'' One of the guys that were in the room, speaks. Jimin knows this because he recognizes the voice. ''You're a feisty one...'' He remembers.

What the guy said, quickly became true, because soon the door swings open, and someone walks in. The sole of his shoes connecting with the concrete floor echoes throughout what sounds like it could be an empty room. Jimin can't tell for sure what his surroundings are, so he opens his eyes, and lifts his head up, squinting slightly at the brightness of the room. 

He looks around, his hands are ducked taped to the arms of the metal chair. The room is not all empty, with an old table sitting in the corner. It's a huge room, with adequate lighting. 

''Ah, you're awake...'' A tall man with black hair, in a black suit, walks up to him. ''Park Jimin...'' He says his name, and to Jimin it sounds like it's been poisoned. The tone of it is eerie, cheerful but eerie.

''Damon Queen...'' He responds. 

''So you do remember me?" He asks crouching to Jimin's face level.

''The entire city knows who you are, so I don't think you were ever forgotten. Just, never thought of.'' Jimin responds back. 

''I can see that... So now you're wondering why you're here?'' 

''My dad married Jiaying, and you think you can use me to bait him for revenge.'' He explains, and Damon's eyebrow raises. 

''You're smart...'' He gives Jimin a questionable look. 

''Thanks, but he actually told me.'' 

''You talked to your dad?'' He turns around, giving Jimin his undivided attention. He doesn't even know how bad I want to punch him straight in between the eyes, but my wrists are fucking tied down. All I can do at the moment is make fists to where my knuckles turn white. 

''Yeah, he came by the house, explained the situation, I listened, then kicked him out. Now, assuming that your men have been tagging me everywhere I go, surprise they didn't catch him then.'' Jimin mocks, and the rage that burns in his eyes is obvious. 

Before anyone could have a chance to react, he turns and the sound of a slap echoed throughout the room. The leader of the foursome, holds onto his face the pain spreading. ''Ah!'' He screams out, loosening his tie. ''You let him get away?!'' He shouts. The four of them stood there quiet, just now realizing that. 

Jimin struggles to hold back a laugh. He snickers, and Damon hears. '' You think this is funny?' He says lowly, the tone of his voice changing. 

''Very.'' 

''What if I went after that little girlfriend of yours? How would you like it, if I did what your dad did to me?'' He gets close to Jimin's face. 

''Girlfriend?'' Jimin asks, confused. 

''That girl you stayed at her house for a while?'' Damon asks. 

''So I see your men gave you false information too...'' 

''Boss, we swear that's true.'' They all fill in. 

He gets up, his bottom lip tugged in between his teeth and the look of aggravation written on his face. ''Then how come he's denying it?'' 

''We saw him at her house, at the park with kids, they were together.'' He points out. 

''Okay dumbass that doesn't mean she's my girlfriend.'' Jimin chimed in.