Bad Romance - Lady Gaga

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The sharp end of the knife digs Jimin's skin, making him whince from the familiar pain but he bites it back with a smile as he carves on himself. Lately he's been a little deprived of a little killing, especially by being here in this damn prison with nothing to do. It's not like Jungkook keeps a leash on him, but he hates being here and would rather be at his old room even if it's a little dusty.

So what does he do when he's a little stressed, deprived, and bored?

He carves on himself.

His body is already littered with a mural of names, words or phrases. He likes keeping record of his victim's names, so in their horrible honor he marks their names. It's almost like a twisted form of marriage but with a ghost.

Since he hasn't killed anyone yet, he will have to go with a phrase.

He didn't have to even think about what to write, he already knew exactly what he wanted engraved on his skin forever.

Just a little more turn-

"Jimin!"

And Jimin's hand fidgets, making a horrid scream escape his lips as the knife drags a wrong curve on his skin.

No....

No!

It's messed up now!

"Jimin! What are you-"

Jimin shoots up from his bed, his eyes heaving in anger to the ravenette as he pushes against his chest, "You fucking asshole ruined everything!" He yells angrily, looking down at the misspelled word, "YOU FUCKED UP MY ART!"

Jungkook stands there with lips gapped, perking an eyebrow, "I fucked up your art? We are suppose to be looking for our fucking-"

"Well if you weren't too busy fucking your whore than maybe I'll be a little interested in helping you out-"

Jimin's body is suddenly banged against the wall, pinning him by the forearms against with Jungkook's talon grasp, "You will not disrespect him-"

"And you will not disrespect me," Jimin snarls back, leaning to his face, "Watch the tone in which you talk to me. You ruined my art, waste my fucking time and above all have another whore! Ha! NEWS FLASH YOUR ROYAL BITCH!"

Jungkook is on the floor when Jimin suddenly pushed him down, flipping his body over and keeping him pinned down with a hard hand as he twirls with his knife with the other.

"You're mine."

And Jungkook button up shirt is suddenly torn from frown the middle, forcing to reveal his bare bare. The ravenette struggles hard, but Jimin know the perfect points to press to keep him in place with him sitting on the arch of his back.

"So beautiful," Jimin purrs, leaning down to his skin, "A perfect blank piece for my art."

Jungkook shrieks when he feels Jimin run his tongue across his skin, giggling to himself cynically, "Mine, just mine. I'm make sure everyone gets the fucking message!"

And he stabs the knife down to Jungkook's skin, not too deep enough to wound on his muscles or bones, but enough to have Jungkook screaming from the unexpected pain. Especially when Jimin began to drag the blade the same way he did to his neck.

"JIMIN STOP!" Jungkook snarls, struggling you move but with Jimin suddenly pinning both of his hands over his head with one hand while the other carved him makes it nearly fucking impossible.

He's small, but he's damn smart when it comes to weak points.

"Hahaha you are looking so beautiful lovely. So beautiful for angel," Jimin laughs maniacally, his body shivering with adrenaline with a wide sadistic grin on his lips from ear to ear, "This is your fucking punishment. If I hear that Hoesuck around here again, trust me I will do worse to you, UNDERSTOOD!"

Jungkook by now can't even breathe probably by how much he was struggling, weakening to the sensation of the blood oozing out of the fresh wound on his back. However Jimin was not having it. He used the same hand that had the blade to grab a fist full of his hair, craning his hair back.

"I said do understand," He growls every word out like if it was poison in his mouth, his grip growing tighter and tighter.

Jungkook grunts under his breath, letting his wet lips part with his face twisting in pain, "I don't have t-to listen to you, p-psychopathic bitch."

Now this made Jimin laugh, very hard. He lets go of Jungkook's hair and goes back to carving his skin, "Well that won't be a problem either way since he won't want you after this!" He giggles gives the finale slash against his skin, "All done, my precious lovely."

By the time Jimin gets off Jungkook, the ravenette is zoning in and out of consciousness by the lack of blood, all the way Jimin stares in amazement to how beautiful he looks with his new accessory that will sure drive anyone away from touching a single strand on his hair.

Jimin's
Lovely
ONLY

No one ever dares touch what is marked by Park Jimin, he makes sure of that.

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A/N:
Oh...... Snap.....

Ahhh the plans I have for this book!!! I have this perfect scene planned out and I think, perhaps, many of you will like it!!

Haha thank you all so much for reading!!

I PURPLE YOU!! <33