jimin went on his feet and started to fiddle with his fingers.
jeongguk curled his brows. "jimin—"
"no." jimin backed away when jeongguk got close. "no, y-you're just saying that to make me go with you."
"i'm not lying." jeongguk softly grabbed both of his hands, caressing the top. "i do love you."
jimin shakes his head, closing his eyes and making jeongguk let go.
"no."
"jimin—"
"no, jeongguk!" the smaller finally raised his voice.
jeongguk raised his brows.
jimin felt proud but..now scared from the mafia's reaction.
jeongguk couldn't help to walk over to the wall and made a clear hole through it.
jimin jumped hard, lifting his shoulders up.
"why can't i fucking love you!?"
"b-because of who you are!"
the smaller male couldn't help to cry, quickly wiping his face.
"i'm not..l-like you, i-i don't..k-k-kill like you d-do."
"you don't have to be like me. you just have to come with me—"
jimin suddenly pointed a gun at jeongguk.
