The house was huge and modern, Suga observed as he carefully picked the lock of the backdoor. Once he was done with the lock, he slowly opened the door, ears perked up for any possible noise.
Suga had no idea who were the people that Agent Y was talking about, and what they needed from this Park Jimin. What he was sure about was that these people had not yet arrived. It was easy to tell. Suga had been in this business for so long that noticing tiny details had become a piece of cake.
Treading carefully, he tried to search for the boy named Park Jimin. He had already seen what the boy looked like from the picture sent to him by Agent Y through the AC Watch. If Suga was to be honest with himself, the boy was quite cute, all eyesmiles and chubby cheeks. He looked younger than Suga, maybe a year or two.
Hmm, quite cute.
But it's not like Suga cared. So what if the boy was cute? Everyday Suga met cute people on the road. He had even killed some.
Stepping into the living room, Suga looked around briefly, quickly taking in everything around him. The TV was turned on, a bag was on the couch, a jacket was hastily thrown over one armchair. And...
And a shower was running upstairs.
Mmm, Park Jimin was showering then, probably inside his room. Judging from what Suga had observed, the boy was alone, and so, there's no need to go slowly and be too careful. With soft steps that were unheard, the calm agent went upstairs and entered the room with the slightly open door. He didn't need any more proof that it was Park Jimin's room, the framed picture of himself together with two other boys that was placed on the bedside table was enough.
Suga stepped inside even further, inspecting the room even more. He could clearly hear the shower running in the background as he thought of how to convince the younger boy to come with him without needing to force him. As he was thinking, he noticed that the room was a bit messy. But of course it would be, a young man lived in it after all. There were a few clothes strewn everywhere, a phone and a laptop sitting on the bed, and a large hanging picture on the wall.
His eyes fell on the big frame that was on the wall. It was a graduation picture of Park Jimin. His smile was so wide it could probably light the whole world up to the point that there's no need to use electricity. His eyes were also turned up into two crescent moons as the skin beside it wrinkled with how much he was grinning. Park Jimin looked...so cute. So adorably cute. And not just the typical cute, but the really attractive and shit-his-lips-is-so-plump kind of cute.
He's probably a very cheerful person. Suga also guessed that Park Jimin was one of those famous students that everybody secretly admired. He just had that aura.
He's also very, very attractive.
And did he already mention that the kid was so cute?
Suga's gaze went down to Jimin's full lips, wondering how the heck was it possible that this boy had such perfect features. From his eyes to his cheekbones to his lips...
"WHO ARE YOU?!" a sudden voice shouted from behind Suga, making the boy turn around fast.
And there, standing with wide eyes, a badminton rocket gripped tightly in his hands as if to strike Suga, and wearing nothing but a short towel around his waist that almost left nothing to the imagination, was one Park Jimin.
Shit, how had Suga not noticed that the shower had turned off? He was not like this. He never, ever, committed mistake. He was S for shit's sake.
The bad thing was, he still had no plan on how to convince Jimin to come with him without pointing his .500 S&W revolver he was keeping inside the compartment of his jacket at his head.
What made things worse was that despite the fact that Suga's mind was as quick as lightning in thinking of ideas and plans, for some reason, his brain was blank.
"W-who are you?! Why are y-you in my house?! I'm gonna call the police if you'll not answer me now!" the younger bellowed as a drop of water trickled down from his neck to his chest. Shit, his hot. And shit, why was Suga thinking of these weird things when he had a mission to do?
Focus! Ugh!
"Come with me," Suga spoke. And just how stupid did that sound.
Park Jimin backed away, his eyes still wide and his hand gripping the rocket as he glanced at his phone that was across them. "W-what?! Are you a kidnapper?! I- I warn you! I'm good at...at Kung Fu!"
Suga snorted. He could take this boy down within three seconds, no more, no less. That rocket could even barely help.
"Park Jimin, you need to listen. Your life is in danger and you need to come with me if you still want to live, got it?" Suga said calmly, but Jimin barely looked like he believed in him. Even Suga himself would not believe in his own words, it just sounded so shitty. Usually, he's smooth when it came to things like this, but today proved to be different. Very different.
Gripping the rocket even harder now, Jimin opened his mouth to speak. "You-"
"Sshh!" Suga silenced him up quickly, suddenly sensing something.
Thankfully, Jimin shut up and gave him a pointed look. Suga ignored it and tried to listen hard amidst the quiet surroundings. He had heard a soft creaking of a door opening before Jimin was about to speak earlier, and now, as he listened more, he could hear soft footsteps that was impossible to hear for someone who's not an expert in these kind of things.
Shit, he also heard a clicking from a gun.
"You need to believe me!" Suga hastily said in a whispered voice as he slowly walked towards Jimin. "Someone is after you and that person, or those people, is here now. If you value your life, you need to follow me!"
The younger boy looked hesitant as he gazed at Suga. He was still glancing at his phone, probably planning to make a run for it and call the police. Tsk, the police would be of no help, if only he knew that.
Jimin was still staring at him intensely when they heard the turning of a doorknob. They both froze.
It was not the doorknob of Jimin's room, but of the room beside his—probably the guest room—which was nearer to the staircase. Suga knew that the next door that the person would open would be Jimin's room.
Shit, should've used my revolver earlier. This would've been easier.
He didn't want to scare the kid, but Suga guessed it was a wrong move. If only he had used a little bit of fear, they would've been out of this house a long time ago.
Without wasting any more moment, Suga tackled the younger boy, catching him off guard. The two of them ended up lying on the ground and he immediately covered his mouth with one hand and wrapped one arm around the younger boy's body, pulling him unto the space under the bed. The agent did everything with precise but quick actions to prevent any noise, especially any thumping sound when they fell on the floor.
They were now safely hidden under the bed and the kid was not squealing anymore. The only problem now was that the stubborn kid was squirming without end, wanting to escape.
Aish.
Suga adjusted their position and he used his strength to pin the younger boy under him and stop him from moving. He was now on top of Jimin and he used that advantage to whisper to the younger's ear.
"Do you want to live, Park Jimin? Because if you keep on making a sound and squirming like a shitty worm, whoever that person is who's currently about to enter this room will find us. And believe me, Park, I will not spare even the slightest effort to save you. Die, if you want," he said harshly, puffs of his breath hitting the younger boy's earlobe.
This effectively made Jimin stop squirming and behave, which was just in time because right then, the door opened, revealing a pair of black leather shoes.
Suga narrowed his eyes at the lack of view.
Since all he could see was the person's shoes, he didn't really know what to expect. He had no idea of the person's abilities and what kind of weapon he was bringing. It was stupid to suddenly make a move, especially that he couldn't risk Park Jimin's life. What if this person had companions with him?
Aish, Suga really hated a mission that he barely had any information on. But that was fine, he was Agent S.
And Agent S never failed any mission.
He was intently watching where the man was going when he suddenly heard a low moan, low enough for the man not to hear it. He turned his head and glared at the younger boy below him.
Jimin blinked, seeming to struggle in breathing. "U-umm...you're- You're l-leg is between m-my thighs..."
It took Suga a few seconds of staring at Jimin's blushing face before he realized what he was trying to say.
Suga moved his leg.
Jimin whimpered.
Well, let's just say that indeed, one of Suga's leg was settled somewhere it shouldn't be. And to think, the kid was wearing nothing but towel that was now possibly already loosely tied considering all that happened.
"Uh, sorry?" Suga said awkwardly, not really knowing what else to say.
The two boys were in the middle of awkwardly staring at each other when the person stopped walking, standing right in front of the bed, his shoes facing them.
In Suga's peripheral vision, he saw Jimin swallow nervously.
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I was supposed to update yesterday but well... But I'm guessing you're already used to Author-nim's late updates X( *sighs* Mianhe~ Hoping for better updates...
P.S. U do know what the picture means, right?
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