Ciel [Yoonmin]

11.

"Park."

A sudden shake woke Jimin from his deep sleep. He saw Yoongi hovering over him and he flinched both confused and scared.

For a split second he had forgotten where he was. He really did think it was all a dream, but at last his scattered brain arranged the pieces.

This wasn't a dream.

This was real life.

"What's the matter?"

"We have to go."

"Go? Go where? What's happening? Is Taehyung here? Do I have to go see—?"

"Brush your teeth and put some clothes on brat."

"I—I'm not a brat!" He argued .

"Let's go." His voice was no longer calm and patient. There was a hint of urgency so Jimin didn't question him further.

Instead, he nodded getting up. Of course he was upset at waking up so abruptly. He was still not well rested from the previous night. It had been such a roller coaster ride.

The clock read nine forty-five am. That meant he got around five and a half hours of sleep. This was something he was used to since he worked at the bar. Most of the time his fuel was dark coffee and sugary sodas.

Yoongi was facing the outdoors not minding Jimin as he pulled out an outfit from the closet. He didn't bother putting on clothes when sleeping for two reasons.

One, he always slept with just boxers. Two, he didn't know whether Taehyung would show up and the less clothes he had on the better it would be.

In the end, Taehyung never came in his room.

After putting on his clothes, a purple silky button up shirt, black khakis, and black shoes—which were clearly very expensive—he went to the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, he was ready to go. His hair was styled, bladder empty, teeth cleaned and fancy cologne on his chest. Taehyung was generous enough to include a dresser with various fragrances for him.

He kept a smile on his face reminding himself that this was the life he deserved. Everything he had ever wanted was right in the palm of his hand. The only thing he had to do was please Taehyung.

"Walk down the hallways to the elevator. I'm right behind you."

"What happened to Sehun? Wasn't he my guard? You couldn't stay away from me huh? I don't blame you. I'm a charm."

Yoongi ignored him and he sighed. Not that he was upset with the guard change. In fact, he enjoyed having him here. He was exciting and mysterious unlike Sehun who was an open book.

When they were in the elevator, he pushed the button for third floor. A few seconds later, they were on the selected floor. Jimin took note how this hallway was all white.

Like expected, there was art plastered on the walls. The only different was that there was few plants hung on the sides. This hallway had more of a natural aura to it. He liked this better than the floor on he was on, but he wasn't going to complain. His bedroom was everything he dreamt of.

"Stop at the third room."

He did as he was told. Yoongi reached over to knock the door. A smirk slowly spread over Jimin's lips. He couldn't help it. This man was sexy from head to toe.

A man dressed in all black opened the door. He was much taller than Yoongi and himself. His hair was a mesh of brown and blonde.

"Ah! The pretty guards continue. Taehyung has very good taste." Jimin teased with a smirk.