"I told you to pay your homage, Jongdae." Jimin spat at the body below him lying on the ground. "This is what you get for not paying your bills."
"Please, sir, I've no money yet, but the Lee Clan, they-"
"Fuck the Lee Clan! I said you pay today or your men are my men, was I not clear?" Jimin cut him off. He stood from his once squatting position and kicked the man's head. "Shut your trap before it puts you in danger." He hissed.
He turned to his men standing straight behind him. "Dispose of him and his men."
The men nodded and set to work.
Jimin then stood up, eyeing the clear night sky from the alleyway they were perched in.
At the other end, he could see a person swathed in colorful blankets, apparently attempting to sleep.
His mouth curled into a grin.
"Hongbin?"
"Y-yes Sir?" A small male scuttled from nowhere to his side.
"Tell my–hmm, colleagues that I'll be coming home later than usual."
"Yes sir."
He again sneaked a look at the interesting individual, already wanting to do something to them.
I wonder what they look like up close.
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puzzle pieces.
Fanfiction"We're the missing pieces of each other's puzzle, and somehow, finding each other was the key to finding ourselves." or that one BTS au where they all come from different backgrounds but still somehow meet each other along the way.
