Jimin giggled as he walked down the sidewalk. A pillowcase of cash in one hand and his bloodied knife in the other. He tried unlocking his apartment, missing the keyhole several times before he got it.
It was dark inside so he didn't bother turning a light on, he slung the pillowcase on to the couch. He started down the hallway to his room, hoping his footsteps were quieter than they sounded.
Jimin couldn't control the small giggles that fell from his mouth as he closed the door. Not only had he gotten past Yoongi, but he had come back with a few thousand dollars as well.
Before he could even turn around he was slammed against the wall, a hand around his neck. It wasn't tight enough to hurt him, just enough pressure to show he wasn't in control.
"Would you like to explain where the hell you've been for the past three hours?" Jimin sighed out, annoyance lacing his tone.
"I don't think it's really any of your fucking business is it D?" The hand around his neck tightened.
"Watch your mouth Kitten, you might say something you regret." Jimin wanted to say something back, he really did. He wasn't as fragile as he used to be. He could defend himself, he didn't need Yoongi to fight all his battles...oh how wrong he was.
Yoongi smirked down at Jimin, he furrowed his eyebrows with fake concern, "What was that Jiminie? What were you going to say?" Yoongi's tone turned patronizing.
Jimin was fighting his urge not to give in to his authoritative voice. The more Yoongi dominated him, the more Jimin just wanted to give in. All he wanted was to be praised and showered with affection.
"I..I.. You don't think I can handle myself out there." Jimin found his nerve again. "You think I'm still this dainty little flower you have to take care of, and I'm not. I can take care of myself." Jimin pulled Yoongi's hand from his neck. With each sentence he had pushed against his chest, trying to punctuate each point.
Yoongi grabbed Jimin's hands and pinned them above his head that was still resting against the door. He leaned in till their noses were touching, his eyes on Jimin's lips as he talked, "You think I don't know that Kitty? Of course I know you can take care of yourself. I'm not that dim." Yoongi moved till his lips ghosted over Jimin's ear.
"Maybe I just like taking care of you." Jimin's knees almost buckled at his comment.
"I don't need you to-"
"Oh but you do Kitten. You and I both know that deep down you still like it. You're still a badass Kitty ." Yoongi leaned away from Jimin's face, "But don't forget that you're mine and I'll still watch out for you even if you don't want it." The slight growl in Yoongi's tone made Jimin break.
"Okay"
Yoongi smirked in victory. He had won even if his Kitty had tried to get a little fiesty with him.
The sun crept through the curtains, beaming directly into the blonde haired boy's eyes. He hated waking up earlier than he was supposed to and this sun was just pissing him off.
Yoongi tried to move just a little in order to face away from the blinding light, but a pressure was on top of him. He looked down to see the most beautiful sight ever. Jimin's skin was glowing with the sun adding the perfect effect. His pink hair was slightly fading due to it needing a touch up.
The boy ran his fingers through the strands, enjoying the boy's sleeping figure. He barely ever had the chance to wake up with his kitten in his arms. He seemed to always leave before Jimin woke up.
Then a loud sound echoed through the apartment, causing the smaller boy to lift his head up quickly.
"Yoongi what the fucking hell was that?" Jimin went to get up, but Yoongi pushed him back. "Kitty stay here okay? I'm gonna look."
YOU ARE READING
Kitty Gang
ActionEver since crime became a huge issue in this large city of Seoul, no one would dare venture out at night. Some people didn't even during the day. It was just not safe enough. Except for two Gucci loving criminals...