Yum [Jikook] (Hold)

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This picture/ or this moment is a perfect visual how Jikook physically appear in this book (Jungkook's short hair like that more styled like in the picture of the last chapter while Jimin's is exactly like this -wavy, silver, mostly like this all the time)

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Okay - Chase Atlantic

*explicit scene*
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Jungkook's palace like mansion definitely did not impress Jimin at all. If anything he looks prepared to consider crawling back to the hole of his abandon building of darkness instead. Even as they walk through the main doors of the building to be met by lobby area of crowded men talking over one another, anyone could tell Jimin didn't fit in this environment at all.

These men wore suits of the best tailors in the city with flexing watches and accessorized weapons digging their holster or played between most of their tatted hands, cocky glints reflects their eyes regardless of the position they stand in this empire.

As long as they look good, get money, and follow the boss, they're treated like kings even if they're just the dogs Jungkook's throws a bone to every once in a while.

Meanwhile Jimin only wore what seemed to be like the gum under their shoes; ragged, dirty, maybe even bloody clothes despite Yoongi's efforts to clean up as much of the mess as possible with cleaning wipes to make him appear like he didn't just crawl out a zombie apocalypse. His feline eyes didn't hold anything behind them, only emptiness as he moves them over the room with not a lace of care in the world.

He's been in environments similar to this one before, and he has grown immune to show any sort of emotional fascination towards it. Even with the eyes scanning him from head to toe, he didn't even flinch or shiver away as they expected.

He held his guard almost like the ice over a frozen bond on a winters day; nothing but the sturdiness behind the clear solid surface that one would see as safe unless one tests some edges, where they're bound to break the ice to be attacked by nothing but the burning cold water with no chance of escaping.

That's Jimin. Ice. If one tests his surfaces, he'll come for them just as unexpectedly as one drowns in the water.

He's clear, almost see through, but deadly if made the simplest wrong move.

A beautiful twisted type of deadly like the icy pond, with a never ending winter.

Jungkook took notice in this character trait Jimin has, and instantly began to wonder what type of background this man holds to have this type of cage cocooning him like snow.

Almost like doll; pretty yet with no emotion.

A perfect assassin.

The perfect person Jungkook needs in his life to get the job done.

They suddenly walk through a set of mahogany double doors, leading to a completely different environment than how it was in the lobby.

This is a living room now, empty of people, with old fashioned furniture and paintings hanged up against the wall with a few statues in the correct places. A set of half spiral staircase moves up to a balcony, where another set of double doors are there to lead to the other side.

This is Jungkook's personal living area.

"You're going to be staying here for the time being," Jungkook tells him, making Jimin snap his gaze towards him, "Yoongi would prefer for you to stay with the goons, but I prefer having them alive the next day to do what I need them to do for me."