Jimin is the daughter of a Mafia leader and Namjoon sweeps her off her feet.
...OR...
Jimin was the only untarnished flower in the field after a storm and Namjoon was the one who plucked her from her home.
Warning: Genderbend au/ Fem!bangtan, GxG...
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>a few hours beforehand<
Jimin couldn't help but skip down the stairs in glee, her bag banging against her hip at the girl's movements. She reached the bottom of the stairs in record time, walking to the entrance of the mansion where her dance instructor as well as two of her father's bodyguards stood. Everybody in the mansion was sworn to secrecy, and although they were wary of the consequences if Park found out, the smile that this competition brought to the young mistress' face was enough to shut their mouth.
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"Are you ready to go, young mistress?"
Jimin turned to the familiar voice, coming face to face with Jackson. Furrowing her eyebrows, Jimin nodded stiffly.
