Precious - ATEEZ

"Feeling a bit better?"

Yeosang rolls his shoulders from how stiff it feels as he holds the phone against his ear, exhaling the smoke of his cigarette from his parted lips.

"Yeah, just what I needed actually," He responds to his dad, "What did he do again?"

"Attempted to stab Jeongguk."

Ah even better.

Good thing Yeosang left him with his limbs torn right off by his bare hands.

"Well I'm so glad I got that out of the way then," Yeosang snickers, taking another inhale as he walks along side the side walk to go to his apartment, "Oh and thanks for the tips on what to do about the guy I told you about."

A soft chuckle came out from the other line, "I am a little expert on the art of seduction. You have a little interesting person around you, he'll be pretty hard to shrug off."

"You don't say?"

As cliché as it is, Yeosang told Taehyung about Jimin. He didn't say his name, but he told him about his little tendencies about how he managed to get into his head that day with his seducing approach. Don't get Yeosang wrong, he only told Taehyung about this because he wanted tips on how to gain control over himself if Jimin tries something like that again.

Would've been wise to ask Jeongguk but since Taehyung is more similar to Jimin in that aspect, would be nice to know from him what to do.

And what he said wasn't actually something Yeosang expected.

He said to...... Go along with it.

As in be like a little melted puppy dog when he's like that since he'll hate it. What makes Jimin smug is resistance and having to fight for power, in which makes him only much more intrigued when someone denies him. If Yeosang gives into it, he'll find it boring and stop.

That's the thing though, Yeosang doesn't want to give in.

He hates having no control, especially to Jimin since that just means he wins.

And he hates losing.

When Yeosang mentioned that, Taehyung only joked around saying that he'll only end up like how Taehyung and Jeongguk do whenever they're in that similar situation.

In bed, fucking hard because of the sexual tension.

It would be too shameful for Yeosang to admit that Jimin's little intentions that day did mark something inside him. He has went so far as to avoid him at all cost in order to try to regain his composure, even sent an email to his professor saying that he wasn't feeling well for the class they're in and won't attend class for a week.

Truth is he wasn't well, at all. Usually Yeosang is so good at controlling his urges, especially after all the shit he's been through in this life that has made him almost immune to give in so easily, but Jimin and his irritating ass just makes that all so damn fucking impossible.

He is the Prince of Sins, he provokes all the seven sins out of Yeosang so damn easily.

If Yeosang listens to Taehyung's advise, there's no saying to what could happen after that.

Either Jimin does get bored and leaves him alone officially, Yeosang ends up ripping his head off, or they just might end up fucking.

Hopefully the last one won't exactly be an option.

"I'm sure he's forgotten all about you by now," Taehyung sighs through the phone as Yeosang takes one last inhale of his cigarette before flickering it to the ground, "He probably has other people in line, won't be hard to get a little distracted."

Well if that's the case then Yeosang can actually relax now. All he needs is for Jimin to not speak to him, that's it. Then again it's almost like there's a pull between them whenever they're together.

They always have to say something snarky or express their annoyance with each other's presence somehow. It's inevitable.

Each other's presence just pisses each other off!

"Yeah, hope you're right," Yeosang sighs as he turns a corner, "Alright I'll call you later-"

"The fuck? You're not scared?!"

Yeosang perks his head up to the voice not from the other line, but somewhere near, so he pauses for a moment.

"Trust me sweetheart, I would be if this doesn't happen often."

Jimin?

His eyebrows furrowed and Yeosang hangs up the call as he followed the voice a few steps ahead.

"So, are we going to do this the easy way and you let me go, or the hard way and it involves me outrunning you?"

This lead him to a space between two bricked buildings, probably apartment buildings, where his memory of Jimin's voice didn't fail him as it lead him to this narrow alleyway.

It's actually Jimin, but he's leaning against the wall with two people clearly trapping him.

With knives at the palm of their hands.

Weapons.

Knives.

The sight of the pretty metallic weapon just called out to Yeosang like a pretty siren, stabbing such a familiar sensation in his body cruising in adrenaline despite his earlier killing session.

His hands clamped up, his body now buzzing as he slowly approaches them from the shadows. A giddy smile tries to fight through his lips but when he glances at Jimin, it all fades away.

He may not like him, at all, but it would be a bit too cruel to let an innocent die or get hurt.

Jimin may be witty and an aggravating brat, but causing trouble like that doesn't seem like him.

So it's safe to assume these assholes are just in need to cause a little trouble, how unfortunate that the spawn just so happens to have been lurking around during this time.

This should be so much fun.

Just as the guy was about to swing his knife and lunge at Jimin, Yeosang sprinted.

He reached them so fast and immediately blocked the strike with his forearm, twisting the guy's arm and yanks the knife off him before throwing him to the floor.

Oh how good it felt to be a little hostile from someone who's not ready to die yet.

By now Yeosang's whole body feels as though it's running on something, and it's so intoxicating the way his head began to feel as though it's on a cloud. Oh how tempted Yeosang is to get this process started with already, but there's something keeping him grounded from unleashing the demon inside him.

Almost like an anchor.

And that's Jimin's choked breathes behind him.

Clearly he did not expect Yeosang to turn up at all, let alone to even get involved.

So Yeosang used Jimin's steady breathes to be that single thing to keep him with his mind steady, and somehow he managed to handle his blood lust and keep an arm out to keep Jimin behind him, glancing at the girl and guy as they stare at him with wide eyes.

"Ah, it's pretty late to pick up a fight, don't you think?" Yeosang ventures bitterly, yet his smile is almost calmly cynical, "I suggest you run off before things get too ugly."

From the back of his hoodie he felt Jimin's fist grabbing onto him, leaning to his ear, "Go, this is none of your business to get involved with-"

"This is not about you," Yeosang hisses back to him, his smile twitching wider, "Kinda in the mood to get my hands dirty."

The girl seems to be a little bit more tougher than her partner because she instantly attempted to launch an attack the second Yeosang said this, but Yeosang only grabs her arm and wrist before slamming her with full force against the wall.

The impact forced her head to slam against brick, instantly forcing blood to patch out and her legs to drop to the ground by the unease vision in her eyes.

That small moment that Yeosang wasn't guarding Jimin was enough time for the other guy to attempt a hit on him, and Yeosang nearly lost his shit when he saw a pocket knife being yanked out of his pocket.

And what happened next was something Yeosang didn't expect, at all.

Jimin easily moved to the side, the pocket knife only scratching the bricked wall beside his face. The man grunts to the ache of his palm but Jimin suddenly takes his arm and slams his knee on his elbow with full force.

The familiar cracking sound fills the air that followed by a scream when the arm snaps broken in half, and Jimin suddenly jumps with both hands on the guy's shoulders. Yeosang's jaw dropped to the cart wheel in the air Jimin did using the guy's shoulders before slamming him down to the ground when he got to the other side.

And just like that Jimin runs away without looking back, right when Yeosang was far too gone to control his impulsive urges.

He heard the scream.

The bone cracking.

Haha! Finally!

With a crackling laugh he yanks the guy back by the ankles, farther more into the darkness and from there Yeosang's mind went coated into the same darkness.

So much blood and guts fly through the air, screams and horrific gurgles followed along with Yeosang's hysterical laughter. The bittersweet sound of bones breaking, muscles ripped, choking of blood and fighting for resistance is what Yeosang so desperately needed and craved.

If only he had more creative weapons then he would've definitely have made them extremely pretty.

It was almost like a drug that just kept sinking in deeper and deeper until finally when the screams and heart beatings stopped, it began to slowly drown down.

Heavy pants is the only thing that was able to be heard now from the boy, who's body is drenched in blood but that small smile is still on his lips with that relief as two dead and completely mutilated bodies laid around him.

They should know better than to mess with just anyone.

Amateurs.

He's going to have to call Jeongguk to take care of this either way.

What a relief Jimin took it upon himself to run away instead of being a stubborn bitch and staying, like in every love sick bad boy movie.

Selfish he is, and it's better when it involves things like this.

Besides if he would've stayed, he most definitely would not be prepared to see this side of Yeosang at all.

The last thing he needs is for Jimin to snitch to Joshua and then for the whole school to know about what Yeosang did, him being an easier target for enemies to find him.

But what doesn't get out of Yeosang's head now is to what Jimin did. His reflexes were spot on fast; moving out of the way, having flexibility and control over his body to jump and do some type of anime move to slam the guy to the ground and escape being trapped without a scratch.

What would've happened if Yeosang didn't come? What would he be capable of doing?

To kill? To beat them? Run away?

Now this definitely became much more interesting.

A man with secrets, finally something not annoying from Jimin.

So Yeosang got to his feet, his body swaying by the hangover of the intense movements he had to do with his body but then managed to stand properly. He dried his hands against his jeans and sent a quick message and location to Jeongguk in code to know what he needed before heading out of the narrow alley to finally go to his apartment and rest.

But he wasn't fast enough to what happened next.

Suddenly he's pinned against the wall with a knife nearly stabbing neck, keeping him in place from moving.

Yeosang was just about to snap the person's wrist until he realized who it was.

Jimin.

He never left.

The other is glaring at him with such hostility in his eyes that sent shivers down Yeosang's spine, not a sparkle of fear cascading his face expression no matter how horrifying Yeosang looks right now or to what he just witnessed alone.

"Who the fuck are you?"

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A/N:
What do you think? Should Yeosang tell him the truth about who he is?

Then again we know Yeosang's character so he probably will be stubborn haha.

Let's see what happens!

I PURPLE YOU! <33