"Brother?" Yoongi called, knocking the already open door of his office.

Jihyun looked up from his paper piles.

"Yoongi, something wrong?"

"Yeah...I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Come in, sit down."

Yoongi obliged, sitting down opposite his brother before speaking.

"Who are the Kims?" He asked directly.

Jihyun's color faded away from his face as he stared at his younger brother.

"Why about the Kims?" He asked desperately.

"There was this...guy. Who threatened me in the name of Kims."

"Did he hurt you?"

"No, of course not."

"What was the guy's name?" Jihyun was sounding too desperate.

"I...don't know." Yoongi lied. He didn't want to, it just slipped out.

"How many times did you meet the guy?"

"Just once."

That was when Jihyun relaxed, thinking deeply for a moment as thousands of questions evaded Yoongi's mind.

"Keep an eye on him, Yoongi. Keep an eye on the guy."

"But, what's with these Kims?"

Jihyun sneered. "That's something I can't disclose it to you right now. But when we have it, we have it all."

"Okay, brother. I'll leave now."

Yoongi got out of his office. Fuck this was so fucked up.

Jimin. The guy he was one-glance-infatuated with was planning a massacre against his whole estate. He worked for the Kims and his brother refused to disclose what was going on.

And every time he thought of that guy and his plump lips and that ass, he lost it. He was a mystery Yoongi was yearning to solve. To unleash Jimin. To dig the deepest secrets even Jimin didn't know about himself.

He had to keep an eye on Jimin. Stalk him just the way he stalked Yoongi.

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3 days.

3 days had passed since Yoongi started stalking Jimin. And he found absolutely nothing. Well except for the man dances like a pro in the club.

Yoongi was surprised Jimin still hadn't noticed him following him. He thought it would be sooner and Yoongi had smiled like an idiot by thinking the scene when Jimin and he will meet and he'll know that Yoongi was stalking him.

He couldn't wait to see the blush he'll hide by looking away. Either the man was shy and wanted to hide it or was playing a game.

Oh, he was so whipped.

As every day, Yoongi waited behind a car that was always parked down the apartment Jimin lived in. But unlike every day, Jimin was a bit late.

Jimin had a call with namjoon, who told him that there were no gatherings happening anytime soon. Fuck this estate was so hard.

And no, he was no saint. Had he thought about using Yoongi to pick up some information? Absolutely. Why wouldn't he do that? Because he didn't play dirty. He just did what he was told, there were no shortcuts, no manipulations in between.

He'd rather wait than using Yoongi. Doing that didn't settle in his heart. That would be bad...right?

And they only met twice. He didn't know Yoongi. How did he know that he wasn't playing a game against himself?

The maniac was stalking him for three days and it was irritating as fuck. But he kept it low.

He quickly strode to his room and peeked through the window. As he thought, Yoongi was there waiting for him to come out. His heart jumped in his rib cage.

He wasn't understanding his own feelings. This never happened before. He was always since childhood, since the day he murdered a person, he was so focused. He was supposed to kill Yoongi and yet whenever he looked at him, he couldn't help but imagine Yoongi doing some kinky shit to him.

He took off his clothes to change into another one before going out of his apartment and locking it. Little did he know someone was having the time of their lives by watching him strip. He took the stairs and strode out.

Yoongi kicked a pebble, bored by waiting for Jimin for so long. He looked up and excitement rushed through him as he saw Jimin coming out of the building.

And his heart halted when he saw Jimin coming directly towards him. The older's lips curved into a sly smirk as he drew closer.

Jimin pushed Yoongi on his chest, making him retreat a few steps back.

"Why are you following me?"

"I am following you? You've been following me, I'm just returning the favor."

"For what betterment, may I ask?"

"Let's just say, it started off with finding some tea about you, but now I just do it because you're hot. And I can't stop myself."

Yoongi said the last sentence with so intensity, Jimin felt heat traveling down his neck. He was fantasizing about having sex in the most exquisite manner with this piece of shit. God was really punishing him for not having sex in a while.

"You sick pervert! Don't you understand one damn thing? I'm going to kill you!"

"He said nervously while trying to stay strong." Yoongi mocked, he could read Jimin like an open book when he was angry.

But when he saw the look of mistrust in Jimin's eyes, he understood this wasn't it. Jimin wasn't simply hiding his attraction towards Yoongi because he had a task to massacre him along with his only family - his brother - and all of his friends he grew up with. He was hiding because he couldn't trust that Yoongi would not use him for his own good. And he was right, Yoongi had a clear chance to do it. He could easily drug Jimin and hand him to his brother. And his brother will torture him until he opens his mouth to everything.

Just the thought of it made his chest clench badly. He couldn't let that happen to Jimin. He was barely twenty-five. Everyone deserved a second chance. He could re-build his life.

"I'm not stalking you to use you." He informed honestly. Even he himself didn't know why, but he just wanted to see the lad do things as simple as walking.

Jimin scoffed, his heart palpitating at the older's words.

"Why would I trust you?"

"You don't have to. Nor will I force it upon you." He smirked. "But I know how to have my way, Jimin."

"W-Whatever, just stop annoying me."

Yoongi smirked as he noticed Jimin looking away to hide his blush.

"Go on, so I can follow you."

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The day passed by Yoongi doing what he said he would do.

The first-day Yoongi followed Jimin, he thought he'd meet some people, do some creepy assassin shit. But he did the most ordinary things and Yoongi had his heart on them.

Like today, Jimin just simply visited a café, ordered cold coffee with extra chocolate syrup; what a baby. And watched a movie on his laptop while sipping on his coffee at the café. He also seemed to make friends with the barista who was a blonde woman.

He occasionally glared at Yoongi who sat at the next table to his, not even trying to hide today. Catching him red-handed while he was staring at Jimin's plump lips wrapped around the straw.

After that, he went to a park nearby and sat on a bench and Yoongi decided to make a move. So, he sat beside Jimin at a healthy distance.

"Ah, the chirping of birds, trees dancing, kids playing- wait you won't eat those kids, would you?" Yoongi joked.

"Go away!" Jimin yelled.

But he got surprised when the gummy smile withered away from Yoongi's face as he got up and started walking away as Jimin watched him, perplexed. 

Did he really hurt him?

Wait, no. Come back.

Shit. Shit! Why was he so bad at talking with people? Now, he lost the only company he had. Yeah, this is why he was lonely.

But he quickly shook his head, looking down at his shoes. Why did he care? That what he wanted since the starting of the day, for Yoongi to go away and leave him alone. And now that he did, he felt desolate.

"Boo!" A voice resonated from behind, pushing Jimin's back causing him to shake in fear and yell as he fell on his knees on the grass.

He looked back to see Yoongi roaring in laughter.

"Assassin my ass. You're such a scaredy-cat, little mob."

"Min Yoongi!" Jimin shrieked in return.

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Jimin walked down the road as he saw a few cars passing by him. It was night already and he was heading back home. Namjoon's news about no current isolated gatherings gave him a few days off. And there were no calls from Taehyung either.

He didn't know for how long he was stuck in this mission. It was so...not right. This was for the first time he contemplated completing a task.

He put his hood on as he was feeling a bit cold. He turned around to see if there was Yoongi still following him, but fortunately or unfortunately, he was not there.

He sighed deeply, finally at peace as that annoyingly sexy man was away from him. But he was proved wrong. When a hand suddenly yanked him into a dark alley and pinning him to the wall.

When he finally processed what just happened, he looked at the man right in front of him, dangerously close with that smirk of his. His hands firmly resting on Jimin's hips.

"We keep meeting in dark alleys, little Mob. I think fate really wants us to do something in here."

Jimin groaned in annoyance. "Why can't you stop being a pervert for a second and talk seriously?! Can you stop stalking me for fucks sake it's so annoying."

"Says the one who stalks me."

"I don't do it because I'm delusionally obsessed with you. I'm going to kill you!"

Yoongi's eyes turned darker, all of his playfulness dying as a shiver ran down Jimin's spine.

"Oh yeah? You're not the least bit interested in me, Jimin?"

Jimin retreated a step back, making his back graze the wall of the narrow street.

"As far as I know, I'm not on the list of best men you've been told to massacre. And I'm a family member."

Jimin scoffed. "You have no idea how damn wrong you are. I haven't been told about whom to slaughter and whom to not, I fix my targets. You're not getting a glimpse of my body if that's what you're trying to do."

Yoongi's lips turned into a cocky smile. "But I already did."

"What?"

Yoongi drew some pictures from his pocket.

"Stalking you 24/7 has some benefits."

He handed the photos to Jimin to have a look at them himself. Jimin snatched the photos from Yoongi's hand, and his heart caught up in his throat just by the first picture. His face turning red and blood rushed through his veins.

God, he was naked. It was of the time when Jimin was changing in his room. The nasty guy took his nudes for fucks sake!

Jimin crumbled the photos of his naked body in his palm, glaring at Yoongi.

"You should have killed me when you had the chance," Jimin said, gritting his teeth.

"You're too pretty to kill."

Jimin blew a punch in Yoongi's jaw, rage filling in him. How nasty could this obsessive bastard go?!

Jimin was at a storm of emotions and he didn't understand why did his stomach tingle at the thought of Yoongi seeing him naked. Yes, he admitted he liked Yoongi. But he really went off limits this time. And Jimin never knew how to control his rage.

Yoongi was knocked back on the ground and Jimin didn't take another second to climb on top of him and punch his gut, making Yoongi groan.

"You fucking-" Jimin tried to blow a punch into Yoongi's face but the older defenced it, abruptly gripping Jimin's upper arms and rolling him over. He had to admit the little mob had some really good strength.

"Jimin, stop! I'm not going to viral them or something. It'll just stay with me."

"And who the fuck are you?! Who allowed you to take pictures of me?! This is the end of you Min fucking Yoongi!"

"But I liked your body." Yoongi sneered as Jimin somehow managed to stand up, grabbing Yoongi's collar and whirling him around.

Jimin swatted his hand on Yoongi's head, blowing the side of his face right into the brick wall as he pressed his body against the man trapped between him and the rough wall.

Yoongi struggled to breathe, the chunks of the bricks, digging into his wounds.

"This is the closest you'll feel my cock to that ass of yours." Jimin purred, fastening his grip around the older's nape.

But he was knocked back by Yoongi's elbow hitting his shoulder, making him lose his grip around the older, and the next thing Jimin knew, he was trapped between Yoongi and the brick wall.

Yoongi licked the blood from his lips, pressing his torso harder against Jimin's as he watched the younger's breathing hastening right against his chest.

"Too bad, little mob, you know who's the dom here." Yoongi retorted.

That's when Jimin knew he either wanted to slaughter Yoongi or wanted him to fuck himself senseless.

"I'll kill you," Jimin said, trying to stay strong but his knees were melting at this close proximity.

"I don't know how strong you are or what you're capable of, but I know you're going to be under me...soon."

The breath kinda left Jimin's lungs as he stared into those dark eyes. A comforting silence fell between them, where Jimin almost forgot Yoongi was his illicit target. He was losing his senses, for good.

He averted his gaze from the older's eyes to his lips, they looked so effortlessly seductive and elegant. At this point, Jimin just wanted to get it over with. He wanted Yoongi to do it already. Do him.

"I know my simplest questions can intrigue you, Jimin," Yoongi whispered over his lips, making them tickle.

"You can't-"

"Has someone ever asked you, where have you been?"

Where have you been all my life?

A small gasp escaped Jimin's mouth, his breath wavering as he heard those sincere words. They were enough to make him cry for days, only if he let the gates of his emotions wide open.

"You don't have to do this, little Mob."

Jimin was perplexed. Why would someone say these things to him? Especially Yoongi. No, he was definitely playing a game. Yoongi was planning to emotionally weaken Jimin by making him fall for himself. So, Jimin could be weak, he couldn't let that happen.

The last thing he wanted was a betrayal.

Jimin whirled around, escaping from Yoongi's grip abruptly before cupping Yoongi's head and slamming it into the wall, hard. Yoongi fell down, unconscious as Jimin dusted his hands together.

"I would've thought twice about not killing you if you would've not given me that pet-name."

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Look at Jimin and Yoongi having this street fight *wink wink*

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