Hey if I was to make a smutshot book with Kiaria and Jimin (including mommy kink and/or daddy kink) after this story, would you read?
Sorry this took long, I wanted to make this a nice Christmas present but Wattpad deleted my draft multiple times so I had to start over. Hope you enjoy!
Kiaria,
I feel numbness yet I feel pain as well, coursing through my body. The wound hurts a lot, but I think the chemicals in my brain are trying to make it as painless as possible.
I look up at Yoongi and he glares back with promise in his eyes, hoping his plan goes through successfully.
Before the shooting incident,
I gasp for air once Yoongi held a tight grip on my neck. Surprised at his choice, I closed my eyes, accepting death once I felt the cold gun barrel on my temple.
The gun quickly moved and was towards my lower stomach, maybe my abdomen. He whispers two words before shooting me.
"Trust me"
PresentI cough up blood—not horribly—while the blood pool slowly but surely grow around me.
"Min Yoongi, I'm so proud!" Jiwoo's annoying voice grew even more high pitched. She clapped her hands while having a crooked smile.
If I didn't have to play dead, I would have said something.
"Although, I prefer a clean kill, this is much better. I get to see you die a slow, painful death." Jiwoo wickedly smiles at me before looking back at Yoongi with tender eyes.
"Now, let's get down to business."
Omniscient,
Jimin, still doped up from the sedatives, finally was able to regain some type of consciousness. He wasn't 100% but he was still able to register his surroundings. The boy squints, trying to adjust his blurred vision. Once he was able to process what he was seeing, the first thing he looks at, is his dearly beloved lying lifelessly on the ground.
Jimin's breathing then begins to accelerate once he sees an unknown man standing next to her with a gun in his hand. Hearing the accelerated breaths, Jiwoo's voice halts and she slowly turns around with a crooked smile.
The boy gave her no attention as she sauntered over towards him. His eyes burning with the need to cry but the welled up tears went no further than brimming on his tear duct.
Jimin's eyes flickered onto Jiwoo's incoming figure once she got closer and tried to attempt to get free from the ties. Jiwoo responds with a tsk before walking behind him, leaning towards his ear.
Jimin flinched at the cold air being blown down his neck. "I'm glad you are awake, honey. I've been waiting for this for years," Jiwoo states. "It's only you, me, and my sweet brother now. I'll love you forever, sweet thing."
Jimin mentally winces at the idea. He didn't realize one mistake could turn into a tragic lifetime. Jimin then let everything he did sink in. He cheated not once, but twice on the love of his life, with the same woman.
First time was intentional but the 2nd wasn't. The boy never even got the chance to say to truly apologize to Kiaria.

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Mommy's Baby Boy 18+
Fanfiction"Mommy, I just want to play." "Then let's play baby boy." Plot: 65% Smut: 35%