Sleeping.....

Why am I sleeping?

Hmm, smells different?

Wait where's MinMin?

Bed empty - No soft sheets.

Not Jimin's bed.

Oh shit.

Did he get fucked?

Wait, no he met his dad?

Hm.

Would it be a good time to wake up -

"Your new roommate came in?"

"That bastard has been asleep all fucking day since they carried him here."

Maybe staying asleep is a good option.

"Carried? He came in unconscious?"

"Dunno, I was half asleep and barely noticed," A heavy voice spoke out, making Jimin's fingers twitch from under the sheets, "But he's been out all day. Apparently he's from the empire of Orchids in Busan."

"Oh shit, doesn't your father have a grudge with the boss?"

Oh tea??

Oh wait, ha silly him; he's probably talking about Jimin's father duh since they're talking about him!

Orchids Empire?

Hm, sounds pretty.

"Fucker killed my uncle, and in return we killed his son," Jimin's blood froze, "But guess he had another one hidden in the dark like a damn cockroach."

Wow, family issues runs heavily here.

"Hmm, he seems quite harmless though, look at him sleeping."

Aw.

"I don't trust demons who look like saints."

Ouch.

That hurt.

It really did.

Jimin isn't a bad person. He just has a very bad attention span and gets these sudden episodes here and there, but he's a good person overall.

Promise.

So without much thought and running on hurt, Jimin suddenly shoots his eyes open and sits up, "For your information, I am the sweetest and - Oh shit."

Ah, he should've stayed asleep.

He knew he should've.

Yet what he was met by was something he did not expect to be met with; two dressed up men to the opposite side of the room, around a desk while leaning against the wall as they hushly spoke amongst each other. However the second they heard Jimin's voice, their eyes snapped like vicious wolves to the small quivering man glancing between them.

Oh the panic shot through Jimin's body like a fucking vile, and suddenly he couldn't stop the rush giddiness of anxiety as he suddenly smiled and waves at them.

"Hi! I'm Jimin - Oh wow you two don't look happy, am I interrupting? I mean you are talking about me so I couldn't help but squeak hahaha, anyways where am I?"

Jimin now gets off the bed and looks around the room, surprised by how big it is with two beds on either side and an area to what seems to be like the kitchen.

Small, but definitely useful.

Maybe Jimin can make his coffee there -

Oh yes he need coffee right now and then he can go home!

Happily Jimin make his way over to the coffee pot and immediately gets into his zone in making it, whistling under his breath while the two men remain staring at him.

Taken off guard really.

Did he not digest with who he's in the room with?

Jimin gets the coffee brewing and turns his head, eyes looking back to the two men, "Oh, how rude of me, want some coffee?"

Now that he is looking at them with the light of the kitchen, he can observe them quite well this time, especially by the distance he put between them. The one closest to him, leaning alongside a desk that belongs to one side of the bed, is dressed with black slacks and a crisp white button up shirt - ironed to its best capability - with long black hair slicked back with a few stands caressing forward.

He looks..... Friendly enough..... Maybe....

Who is Jimin kidding, the man looks like one of those costumers he deals on a daily basis who are always in a rush to go to work.

Handsome man, but by far too intimidating.

But nothing like the man beside him.

The other ominous figure stands between the desk and the bed, side leaning against the wall with a black tie curling on his long ringed fingers. Dressed in all black with his raven soft hair in delicate waves, he appears as though a dark cloud hangs around with him every moment of his life, every second of the day.

A deep frown is on his pouty like lips, dark eyes of a storm with dark purple rings under them like a halo of darkness from the clear lack of sleep.

This man is the definition of an aggressor with calm yet impulsive impulses.

Someone who's not afraid to snap someone in half and walk away as though it never happened.

That much Jimin can tell by his brutal gaze that absorbs him in, snatching out the light from Jimin's eyes bit by bit.

And Jimin slowly felt himself starting to becoming manic.

"Oh well! More for me!" He beams and turns around, pouring himself the caffeine once it was finished to a random mug, "Well it was nice meeting you but I have to go. Have a cat to feed hahaha MinMin, yeah she's cute. You know I got her when I just started college and - Ow!"

The coffee spilled on his hands when he didn't realize he kept pouring until it over spilled, forcing a pout on his lips to his shaking hand burning red, "Owie."

Moving to the sink now, seeing his skin bright red where the burn hit him, he washes his hands with soap while feeling his heart bursting in his ears.

Why is he still here?

MinMin is waiting for me.

"So you're Park Jimin?"

The voice startled Jimin, but he smiles and turns his head, meeting the eyes of the man with the long slick back hair, "Yes! Where am I by the way? My memory is a bit foggy and one moment I was kidnapped and the next I met my father - who I didn't know I had - and now I'm here - Oh hi."

Jimin literally only blinked and suddenly one of the men with the slick back hair was in front of him. He didn't move away, since he didn't feel like it, but he did raise an eyebrow when the man suddenly grips his jaw with fingers pinching his cheeks, analyzing him with his gaze through every inch of Jimin's face.

Okay, what is he doing?

Is this a new way of mating?

Maybe first base?

"Hm," He suddenly hums, glancing back to the grim reaper man sitting on his desk now, "Appears as though he may be having a panic episode-"

"Um, no, correct," Jimin snaps, hands on his hips, "It's called manic. My doctor said I have Bipolar 1 disorder-"

"You're not bipolar."

"I'm not?" Jimin gasps, exhaling with a hand to his chest as though he's been lied to, "I knew it."

"But you are strange."

Jimin smiles widely, "I know! I get that a lot! I just tend to ramble a lot and it gets a little awkward - What's your name by the way? Can you tell me where I am?"

The man furrows his eyebrows at him, "You don't know?"

"Well I did mention I was kidnapped sooo.... Oh so you're my kidnapper? Do you work for my dad?"

"No," The man suddenly lets his face go, eyeing him a bit with a perplexed expression, "I'm Kim Seokjin, of the X empire."

X Empire.

That sounds cool!!

"Awesome!" Jimin beams, "I think you guys mentioned I'm from Orchids-"

"Cut the bullshit."

Jimin shifts his eyes to the aggressive low voice that suddenly spoke, blinking to the man still sitting on the desk with a deep scowl on his face.

He doesn't look happy.

Glancing to the coffee mug and back to him, Jimin raises his mug, "Want some coffee-"

"Shut up," The man now is to his feet, striding towards him with a harsh glare burning his eyes, "Don't act childish. I'm not easily fooled. You know why you're here."

"I do?" Jimin whispers and he suddenly gasps, snapping his fingers, "Oh yes! Daddy said I would be coming to an academy - Wait, but I can't stay here. Have a café to go to and see MinMin - Oh no, I hope Hobi fed her!"

Jimin puts his mug and and quickly goes to the door, "I was nice meeting you but I must go!"

Before they even said a word, Jimin shoves his shoes on and waves enthusastically at the two boys before opening the door.

But automatically he was met by a fucking bullet passing before his eyes down the hallway, taking the entire breath out of him in a matter of seconds.

He lost the ability to move while a whole battlefield is suddenly displayed before his eyes. From men in black suits holding up guns and shooting down the hallways, to people screaming and others barking orders as explosives abruptly rattles the fucking ground.

Eye twitching just like his once enthusastic smile, Jimin calmly steps back and closes the door.

Okay, maybe going outside is not a good idea.

With a crackling chuckle, Jimin slowly turns around, his body now trembling while his hands moves over each other as he removes his shoes at the door and sluggishly moves to the bed.

"On second thought, maybe if I go back to sleep, I'll wake up in my room."

"Jimin-"

"Goodnight," Jimin beams as he gets under his sheets and closes his eyes, "Oh wait I forgot to brush my teeth, let me do that quickly."

There's not an inch of Jimin's body that didn't tremble and shake out of complete anxiety, yet he somehow managed to brush his teeth, drink some water and then go back to bed. The two men were hushly speaking amongst themselves, and clearly they were not about to let Jimin have a peaceful night of sleep so easily.

"Hey Twinkle Toes," The rough voice of the intimidating man forced Jimin to snap his eyes open once again, "Turn the fuck around."

Automatically Jimin turns around on his bed and just ended up sitting, rubbing his hands over his arms. Seokjin looks at him cautiously, raising an eyebrow, "You seriously don't know what you're doing here, do you?"

Jimin's teeth are chattering now, shaking his head, just as he releases a breathless smile, pointing a thumb to the door, "Is that usually common?"

"It's procedure," The nameless man remarks drily, eyeing Jimin as though he was hiding under a mask, "They act as attackers and we must not engage. Think of it like shelter in place, same shit. We have to stay in our rooms and - You possibly can't be here without knowing this information!"

"My father didn't tell me anything, he knocked me out," Jimin says nonchalantly, humming to the words, "He said something about me being the heir to some empire now since my brother is dead. I didn't even know I had a brother, or a father - I mean not like that, I know someone had put sperm in my mom so she can get pregnant-"

Seokjin raises a hand, cringing, "Spare us, please. So, let me get this straight," He says crystal clear, arms crossed, "You worked at a café, got kidnapped, didn't know your father - boss to the empire of Orchids - or brother. Got told you're the new heir, got knocked out and were just left here to a place where you have no idea what it's about - with no experience at all."

Jimin slowly nods and raises a finger, "Oh and don't forget that I have a cat."

Seokjin and the other man glance at each other, "Right. I guess my question to all of this is.... How are you taking this very calmly and optomistically?

Shrugging now, Jimin sighs, "I don't know, Doctors told me before that I was bipolar and that when I get manic I tend to lose senses of my emotional responses- "

"You're not bipolar," Seokjin concludes now, nodding to himself, "Trust me, worked with psychologist my whole life. You may have signs of certain manic, but bipolar? I'd say psychopathy or sociopathic based on how you handle intense situations and your emotions, along with emotions for others within this interaction."

Psychopathy?

Sociopathic?

Hm, what could those mean?

"Then..... Maybe I'm complicated," Jimin giggles, innocently hugging himself, "Wait so you guys are empire bosses?"

"No, heirs," Seokjin corrects, "As mentioned before, I'm from Empire X, scattered around South Korea really, and this is-"

"Kim Taehyung," The man says, eyes narrowed in case Jimin reacts, "From Aurous."

Jimin didn't react as they expected him to.

Still not believing this whole...... Whatever it is he's displaying.

He smiles brightly and claps his hands, "Wow that's so cool! So we're like an empire squad! Wait question, do I have to stay here?"

Seokjin slowly nods, "This is Mafia Academy, you must stay to train on how to rule your empire."

A deep frown forms Jimin's lips, "But.... I don't want to be the heir! I need to get back to my café and my cat and pay for my mom's medical bills-"

"Listen kid, we don't care," Taehyung abruptly huffs, "This is how it is here. You get dropped off, trained, and then go back with preparation. What you do after is your fucking business, but while being here, you need to get your shit together."

Jimin whines as Taehyung glares at him, clearly find his attitude intolerable and just outright odd, "But I don't want to -"

"Do you not realize how serious this is?" Seokjin questions, genuinely curious, "You can't pick and choose, this is your life now."

A heavy frown Jimin's lips now, clearly agitated by their pessimism and just lays down with back turn towards them, "Hm.

"What are you? 5?! Grow the fuck up!"

Jimin hums back, pouting to himself while closing his eyes, "Going to sleep, Goodnight."

"You little tiny shit-"

"Goodnight!"

"Don't talk back to me with that tone!"

"GOOD FUCKING NIGHT!"

"THAT'S IT-"

"Taehyung calm down," Seokjin clearly stops him, and Jimin didn't have to look to know it's true, "Just leave it be. We had a long day today, get some rest."

A long moment of silence pass and Jimin was already dozing off into a deep slumber by the time Seokjin ended up leaving the door, once the drill was over of course.

Jimin didn't even notice when Taehyung turned off the lights and grumpily went to his side of the room, but Jimin sure did sleep sweetly.

Of his adorable MinMin and hoping Hobi fed her well.

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A/N:
Well, a lot happened here.

Let's goooo!!!

This is just the beginning.

I PURPLE YOU! <33