ILLICIT | PJM

Forty-One

"This is all you got?" Jimin huffed and he came in front again, blocking my view, no way in fucking hell I was loosing this fight again, from the past several days this had been happening. Jimin would beat the shit out of me without any regrets,

I attacked Jimin by throwing the knife on his torso but that only resulted in the rasping of his sweat soaked shirt. He ducked and dragged the blade down from my mid thigh all the way down to my knee. I took a slight advantage of the situation by slamming my injured knee on his chest and made him lose the grip of his dagger. Without any delay I knocked his hand with my foot which made him wince and the knife was thrown a few meters away from us.

"Fair fight." I threw my knife on the other corner of the room. The next second I knew Jimin was again on his feet, now thumping my torso with his closed hands. I was gasping for air and after a few seconds later I was clutching Jimin's wrist and tasting blood. I straddled his right foot with mine which made us lose our balance. He fell on his back and I was on top of him.

Without any further ado, I scissor straddled him and banged a punch on his face with a number of others on his chest. Jimin being Jimin harshly pulled me closer to his face. "Would've been better if we were in bed." he seductively whispered in my ear and then came another hit right on his face.

After a few seconds with his exhausted body he slapped the palm of his hand on the floor, signaling he gave up. I freed him from my grip and then laid at the floor next to him but a meter away as my lungs inhaled and exhaled air at a faster pace.

"Good work Yeonnie." Suga oppa sat between us and made us sit straight and gave us ice cold water. "The last punch got him though, what did he even say?"

"Something which is one of the Jiminiest things you can hear." I said and saw Jimin who was cleaning the blood at the corner of his mouth.

"I still remember the day when you were being dragged inside one of these rooms to strengthen yourself." Suga oppa wiped the blood coming out of my arm's cut. Well he was right, the reminiscents of those days still flash before my eyes. The day when Jin oppa was practically dragging me to this location and when uncontrollable tears were streaming out of my eyes. This cabin was the place where I was taught to be tough, to be emotionless.

"Yeah, quite a journey." I sighed and the room felt silent again before Jimin broke the silence. "Hyung, why did you choose me out of the other members to fight her?" he sounded pissed, more importantly frustrated with a hint of guiltiness evident in his voice.

"You're the strongest at this moment." Suga oppa was focused while polishing his gun he got out of nowhere.

"I refuse to believe that's the only reason." Now Jimin was staring at me or the man in front of me with his blood shot eyes.

"So that I know that you two don't have problems in killing or fighting someone you're attached to." Suga oppa's voice was calm yet he was frustrated.

"You knew the entire time?" Jimin and I practically said at the same time.

"My sugar boo told me." Yes, I did choke on the water I was drinking.

"Jimin I told you Hobi oppa can't keep a secret." I sarcastically laughed and he just nodded, now he had an I'm scared look.

"Yeonnie a blind man can see. At first I thought he was fucking around but then I noticed the way he smiles when you come, it's just evident." Suga oppa gave me his gummy smile and I did the same at the sight of a Jimin who was a blushing mess.

"I'll leave you guys alone." I straightened myself and got up. I turned on my heel and started to approach the exit before I felt a grip around my wrist.

"Yeah well actually you're coming to my house today." Jimin intervened and started walking with me.

"Jin oppa would never allow it." I stopped and looked at him. We were already outside and his sweaty hair was blowing lightly in the wind.

"That's already done." he shoved his phone in my hands and opened the text message.

"Gotta go for a bath."

"Do it at my house, and do you have black silk?" Why was this hot mess asking for black silk now? He wanted me to drool over him for the Nth time?

"I have PJs but why?" I folded my arms and an evil smirk formed on his lips.

"That's better, go grab your clothes. I'll meet you at the entrance in five." and then he ran to the other opposite side of the road leaving my puzzled.

I briskly walked to the mansion and then to my room. I just grabbed a pair of denims with a white button up along with a pair of PJs and a few serums which are a part of my night care skin routine. I packed all the things in a bag and sprinted down. Jimin was standing with the support of the hood of the car. God what did I do to get a hot mess like him?

We just sat in the car without saying a thing. Park Jimin, do you have a godforsaken period? You're rationally moody today. Pissed, nervous, flushed and now silent which was just adding the awkward tension in the car. Bipolar much? No.

It took us thirty minutes to reach his house, penthouse to be precise. To say that i was in love with his houses' interiors would be an understatement. "I love your home." I finally broke the tension between us. The house was modern but the thing I loved more were the two big photo frames. One was a mere seventeen year old Jimin with his mom and dad, the other one was a group photo of the entire bangtan.

"Thanks." He sighed. His home lacked people but it still managed to send that homely warmth.

"I'll go and shower first." I looked at him for an answer.

"Or we could save some water and do that together?" he smirked and flipped his hair, while i on the other side just stared at him in awe. I just unpacked a few things and asked him about the guest room but he persisted for me to go to his room. It had a bed in the center and a bookshelf which touched the roof and it had wooden floors.

The next several minutes were spent in bathing and getting rid of reeks of sweat. The hot water which ran across by body surely calmed my nerves a bit. Five serums, it took five serums for my skin to just look normal and not like someone who came back from the trash. Then I wore my short shorts and the sleeveless top still wondering why Jimin asked me to wear black silk.

"Hey why did you ask me to wear black silk?" I asked whilst stepping out of the room. I raised my eyes to see Jimin scanning me from head to toe which made me kinda nervous. He approached me and smirked.

"Black silk is a turn on."

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My exams got postponed. This was more like a filler chapter but like I say, shit is on it's way.

So I read the previous chapters of the book and this happened.