DADDY F@CK ME

Jimin was returning home after a long day of work. He worked as a caretaker in an orphanage, earning barely enough to survive. His life was far from luxurious, but he endured it silently.

As he walked through the deserted street, his footsteps abruptly halted.

A man was standing in the shadows, ruthlessly murdering someone.

Jimin instantly recoiled in horror as the stranger drove a knife deep into the lifeless body without the slightest hesitation. His breath hitched, and terror coursed through his veins.

Panicking, Jimin hurried behind a tree, covering his mouth to suppress any sound. After a few moments, he cautiously peeked out, attempting to convince himself that the man had already left.

But the street was empty.

Jimin squeezed his eyes shut, trying to steady his trembling body. A few seconds later, he slowly opened them-

-and froze.

The man was standing directly in front of him.
So close that Jimin could feel his warm breath brushing against his face.

His entire body stiffened with fear.

The stranger smirked darkly before leaning closer.

"My name is Min Yoongi," he murmured in a dangerously smooth voice. "What's yours, baby boy?"

he asked while tightly gripping Jimin's waist .