jeongguk softly smiled.
"tsk, tsk. that broad shoulder guy is smart..too smart." he couldn't help to giggle. "i like his brain."
"you're such an idiot." his friend mumbled beside him. "what are you gonna do? cut open his head to grab the brain?" he chuckled with a scoff.
"maybe." jeongguk shrugged, putting his phone in his pocket.
"you're fucking disgusting."
"i know~" he giggled again. "let's go visit him."
jeongguk stopped leaning on the wall, going towards jimin's room in the hospital.
his friend followed.
at the time, jimin tried to reach for his phone, hands continuing to shake.
he finally was able to grab it and immediately go to the numbers, quickly pressing down those three numbers, calling the cops.
jimin's phone was slapped out of his hand, breaking when it hit the floor.
he was pinned down on the bed by no other, named jeongguk.
"well, well, well..already risking your life?"
jimin clenched his jaw, closing his eyes from failing badly.
"you can't do that to me baby."
"i-i can if i want to. g-get off of me."
jeongguk raised a brow.
that's when jimin regret saying that.
because now, jeongguk has his hand wrapped around his neck.
"talking back, ay?"
jimin started to struggle, wrapping his small hand around the mafia's wrist, trying to make him let go.
"you don't talk back to someone like me, dear."
"i-i-i.."
"i? i? i? i what? hm?" jeongguk loosened his grip. "say it, darling."
"i-i'm..s-s-sorry." jimin gulped hard.
"you better be."
he let go of his neck, placing a hand on the side of his face.
"you're beautiful..you know that?"
jimin didn't reply, already softly crying.
