『Thief』; Yoonmin

f i v e

3rd person

Loud blasting music, sweat and alcohol greeted Jimin as he steps upon inside the bar. The place is crowded with guys who are probably gay or bi but that doesn't matter. Jimin roams his eyes around the place and he easily spotted him at the corner drinking champagne with a few guys so he went towards them.

"Hey baby" the guy wraps his arm around Jimin's waist and pulls him closer. "I'm Hajoon, and you are?"

Chwe Hajoon, 23 years old. Half american and half korean. One of the greatest gambler in korea and not to mention filthy rich.

"J-jimin" Jimin shyly replies and in return, Hajoon and the other guys laughed at his cuteness that makes him blush more. Why the fuck do I ever agreed on this shit

"Alright boys, leave me and my Jimin alone" He signals the other guys to leave them alone and by the time it was just the two of them, Hajoon faces Jimin with a sly smile. "I haven't seen you around here before baby"

"I-i'm ne-new here that's wh-why" the younger once again, stutters as he fiddles with his small fingers, trying to avoid eye contact.

"Aish you're so cute" Hajoon whines then ruffles Jimin's fluffy hair. The two continues to talk to each other without any problem. But the only thing is Hajoon will casually rubs his finger at the younger's inside thighs. While the older was doing those dirty tricks at him, Jimin would just go with the flow but the truth, he badly wants to kill this guy already but he doesn't have any choice.

While Hajoon was busy talking about how great being a gambler is, Jimin stares at the choker the older is wearing. The choker has a black strap and at the middle of it is a opaque stone that shone a little at the light.

"Baby are you listening?" the older asks and the younger nods in reply. Meanwhile, there was a certain person, glaring and snarling at them at the corner. And that certain someone? It's no other than Yoongi ofc. He was keeping an eye at Jimin for a while now and let's just say he wasn't enjoying it.

"Calm down buddy" Jackson, the bartender of the bar says as he pours another drink at Yoongi's glass.

"I want to burn that bastard alive" Yoongi snarls and angrily finishes his drink, stealing another glance at the two.

"If I we're you I wouldn't want to do that" Jackson replies then turns to look at him. "Would you like another drink?" Yoongi shook his head in reply and he just shrugs then walks away.

Glancing back at the two, Yoongi's eyes widen at the sight. Hajoon's face is an inch closer at Jimin and it made him pissed in a matter of seconds. Yoongi walks towards them, holding his drink and casually spilling the liquor at Hajoon's clothing.

"Woops" the black haired boy says with sarcasm on his voice making Hajoon glare at him.

"I'll go change" He left, leaving the two alone. Yoongi hears Jimin sighs in relief. "Yoongi help me" the younger whines. "I can't get the choker off him"

"I have a plan though"

"You do?"

"Yeah" Yoongi says. "Pull the choker off him and burn him alive"

"Namjoon hyung says you aren't allowed to kill someone-"

"-unless it's necessary." the older deadpanned. "And it's necessary to kill him right?"

"Ani" Jimin says. "But killing someone just because of a choker? How ridiculous is that?"

"Wanna hear what's even more ridiculous?" Yoongi glares. "You'll die if you don't get that choker asap since we're running out of time"

"Running out of time?!"

"Hajoon set up bombs beneath the floor and by the time 11pm hits, this place is going to blow up"

"How do you even know that stuff?"

"Let's keep that as a secret" Yoongi gives him a reassuring pat on the shoulder before getting up and walking away, just in time for Hajoon to get back.

"Sorry to keep you waiting baby" He sighs.

"It's fine" Jimin smiles then glances at his wrist watch. 10:50pm it reads making him gulp. Shit I only got 10 minutes to spare

Shifting his gaze back at Hajoon who was watching everyone at the dance floor- yes the dance floor! Jimin stood up, grabbing his hand while doing it so. "Let's dance"

The older was about to protest but the two of them already arrived at the dance floor. Jimin started to dance, capturing the attention of the other people. When he was still in highschool, he was the assistant leader of the dance troupe in his school so that's why he was pretty good at it.

The dance slowly turns into sexual one, he grabs Hajoon by the collar of his shirt and pulls him closer. Jimin started to grind his ass near his crotch making the older groan in contact. The younger smirks and takes the opportunity to get the choker off his neck. In just one swift movement, he successfully did it.

With the crowd surrounding them, Jimin easily escapes since he's small enough to squeeze through people and went over to Yoongi who was waiting for him at the exit.

"Have you got it?" Jimin nods, showing the item at him and Yoongi smiles then pats the younger's head. "Alright let's go before this place blows up"

The two went back at the car and as usual, there was a silence between them like far too quiet. Jimin's eyes started to droop and the older seems to notice it.

"How about we stay at a hotel for tonight?" the black haired guy asks and he just nods, too sleepy and tired to reply.

🕒 timeskip 🕒

"Jimin?" Jimin stirs upon on his sleep and blinks open one eye to see Yoongi, staring at him. "I'm going to buy us some food and I'm going to leave you in here but I'll come asap. Btw, I got some clothes for you to change on" or you stole those clothes while I was sleeping

"Okay" the younger nods. The door clicks close, signalling Yoongi already left. Jimin yawns then stretches his arms and starts stripping his outfit. A few minutes later, he was only left with his boxer on when someone knocked on the door.

"Just wait!" He doesn't know whether the person outside is patient or not so Jimin slips at the bathrobe which is just right beside him before opening the door. "Who-"

But before he could even finish his sentence, someone already put a hankerchief on his mouth that makes him instantly weak and soon collapsed.

Yoongi

The time I got back, the room I rent in was a mess. Probably messier than the author's room (Stop breaking the 4th wall bish) okay anyways, what the actual fuck?

"Jimin?" I called out but there was no response until I saw a white envelope laying on the bed so as soon as I open it, it says.....

How the fuck am i supposed to read this shit.

"Jokes on you fucker I can't read engrish"

AN

the good part of this story is cumming 😏