His nose.
You know that nose.
You know it too well.
He was tied up, his eyes and mouth were covered but you can always recognize that small nose you wanted to boop so much.
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au where your family are a bunch of gangster and your just a school...
Jimin saw a book with that title in one of your shelves.
He got up to take it and sat back on your warm bed, covering himself with your fluffy yellow blanket. It was very comfortable, and his focus went back to the book. It was pretty hard to open the book with his tied up hands.
Before he could open it, he heard rushed footsteps approaching your room.
Someone was coming, fast.
"Y-Y/n...." Jimin called out as you were still in your washroom.
But it was too late, the door to your room smashed open, revealing a guy with blue and black hair, pretty tall, pointing a gun at Jimin.
"Who gave you the right to sleep in the same room as my sister?" He growls, furiously.
Jimin didn't understand what he said in English. But he wasn't dumb enough to not know he was mad about him being here.
"P-please don't... shoot..." Jimin put his tied hands up in the air.
"I'm not gonna spare you. Orders are orders. And I better finish you before she comes." Noen said, knitting his brows together and aiming the gun straight to Jimin's head.
"Any last words?"
"P-please..." He begged.
"Bye." He pulled the trigger.
"No!" You rushed to the scene in time and covered Jimin's body with yours.
You saw his horrified face and soon the pain hit you.
The sharp sting ripping your skin and flesh into your back.
You groaned and fell on top of Jimin, he caught you.
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