- a Park Jimin fanfiction -
in which his wife is a mafia boss.
Park Jimin, an ordinary-looking man on the outside had a secret - his wife was a mafia boss leader. When an unexpected turn of events occurred, he was forced to dive into the dangerous w...
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Bored.
I was bored.
It was a Sunday, a.k.a. a weekend when I didn't have to wake up early to go to work. But, I was bored to the core without having something to do.
Lazily, I stretched my limbs on the bed before forcing myself to wash up, silently sulking at the fact that I was alone again. Ever since that subway incident, I hadn't seen Gaeul for more almost four days now.
She barely came home, as her side on the bed was still as wrinkle-less as I had left it to be a few days ago. The room lacked her presence, and my heart longed for her presence.
After changing into a comfortable T-shirt and sweatpants, I went downstairs and greeted the guards politely before entering the kitchen to make myself something to eat. I chose a song I had been listening to a lot, and began scavenging for any instant noodles hidden within the depths of the cupboards.
Letting out a small cheer when I finally found one, I started to make my brunch, and I plopped down on the dining chair while waiting for the water to boil. When it was finally done, I finished the unhealthy food within half an hour, satisfied that my tummy was filled with pure happiness.
It wasn't the first time for me to spend my weekends alone inside this humongous mansion. Well, technically, I wasn't exactly alone as there were still other people inside the house, but I didn't really have anyone else to talk to besides my phone and laptop.
Hence, the reason why I was bored.
I was relunctant to leave the house as well since I didn't want a repetition of the ridiculous incident, not really wanting to attract unnecessary attentions from people for just being myself. I switched from a room to another, from the dining room to the gaming room, then back to the bedroom before settling inside the living room, flipping through TV channels without having something I had in mind to watch.
Just then, as if the heavens above had heard my call, my phone rang. I answered the call immediately.
"Hello?"
"Jimin! Wanna hang out today?" Hoseok's cheerful voice replied through the phone speaker.
"Where to?" I asked, a little intrigued by spending time with my friend.
"Wanna come over to my place? You can meet some of my close friends. I know you're probably bored to death at home at the moment." He pointed out the obvious, and I chuckled at how spot on he was.
"You know me too well hyung." I laughed. "Send me the address and I'll be there in a jiffy."
Upon reaching Hoseok's apartment, I jumped a little when the door swung opened the second I knocked the door, revealing an unfamiliar face staring back at me. He was around my height, dressed in an oversized T-shirt and shorts.
