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"Let him in, Mr. Bodyguard. Little loverboy is desperate for some attention."

Jimin turns red at that, he walks past Hyung Sik, taking long strides towards you, his confident and proud walk failing the moment his leather shoes loose it's grip against the slippery bathroom floor the moment he is near the bathtub, the floor wet because of the overflowed water spilled from the bathtub when you sat in it.

His eyes widen alongwith yours when he slips forward, his knee knocking over the rim of the bathtub resulting in whole of his body falling into the water, a loud gasp leaving his lips and more water falling around the tub, splashing all over.

Jimin's face ends up right between your legs, he hisses in pain, pulling his head out of the water and catching his breathe, his body and hair drenched with water as his chest heaves heavily, gasping for breathe.

His eyes meet yours, both looking at each other in shock.

The silence is broken when you press your lips together, yet failing to hold back your laughter.

Jimin's face turns red, this time not because of anger but because of the embarrassment he feels.

He pushes his hair back, groaning and sitting properly in front of you and he looks away, pressing his palm on his face to help the embarrassment.

You hold onto your stomach, laughing a little louder at his reaction, until you quickly get back your composure, laughter dying down as you take in a deep breathe.

Your stomach hurts because of the intense laughter.

When did I last laughed so bad? Gosh.

You press your lips together when Jimin looks back at you, this time your laughter suddenly fades away as you watch his Adam's apple move while he gulps.

You also immediately notice how his eyes lingers the slightest at your chest as he bites his lower lip.

His cheeks burn as he realises what he's doing, only for him to end up looking down and catching a glance of your legs, he swiftly turns his head away, trying to stand up but you hold his arm, watching him instantly hissing.

Is something wrong with his arm?

"What's wrong with your arm, Jimin?" You ask, only to watch his pull his arm away, a scowl evident on his face.

You sigh, he's being a nuisance.

Reaching out to grab his coat, you push it down his shoulders, swiftly trying to take it off only for him to resist.

"Jimin, stop being a fxcking kid. Don't worry, I'm not going to fxck you randomly the way you do. I'm not like you." You groan, watching him being utterly shocked with your response.

He doesn't resist anymore as you remove his coat, tossing it on the floor.

Your eyes almost linger around his white, now see through and wet shirt as your unbutton it up, pulling his arm out and gasping at the wound.

"What . . .is this?"

He looks at you, eyes full of bitterness,

"You don't even remember, do you? That's why you're y/n. Min would've remembered," he states, eyes turning glossy as he blinks his tears away before looking at you,

"Give her back to me, y/n. Give my Min back to me."

You pause at his words, heart clenching in pain as you sigh, taking in a deep breathe.

You did forget it, the wound he got when he came to rescue you. That was the first time you met Jin as well.

"Get it treated. Why aren't there any bandages around your wound?" You replied.

"Grab a gun and shoot me all over if it'll do justice to you, yn. But just give her back-"

You reach out to swiftly wrap your fingers around his throat, digging your nails in and glaring at him,

"Can't you fxcking stop saying that? How many times are you-"

You pause when you see him smiling,
"Yes, yn, let her take," coughs, "over. Come back to me."

You pull your hand away, he's not even resisting getting choked to death.

A small trail of blood drips down the skin of his neck, a nail definitely digged in too deep.

You reach out to wipe his blood over your thumb, pressing it against his lower lip and rubbing his blood off his lower lip as he watches you intently.

"I think it's time I give your little present back to you. I don't know why I was still wearing this shitty ring with all the fake promises attached to it. I don't know why I was holding onto it, but now, I have more than a thousand reasons to not hold onto it anymore," you reach out to hold the ring he proposed you with barely a day ago, swiftly pulling it out of your finger as you grit your teeth, your eyes turning red with anger.

This is the first time Jimin has seen you being so aggressive, so fed up.

You hold the ring in front of his eyes, grabbing his face and pressing his cheeks, his lips pouting out as he looks at you with painful eyes, fresh tears spilling out of his eyes,

"Should I just stuff this ring inside your fxcking mouth? Should I tie it with that dirty and pathetic tongue of yours?" You bite your lower lip, breathing heavily and tightening your grip on his face,

"What should I do to make you realise the actual weight of this fxcking ring, Jimin?" You glance at his neck,

"You don't even deserve wearing it around your neck, you don't deserve it . . ." Your eyes go towards the wound on his arm, "should I just stuff this pretty ring into your wound, let it stink and pain every breathe you take?"

You watch him gulp and nod his head, a smile creeping over his lips,
"Do it, y/n."

You scoff at that, "You have a good pain tolerance, Jimin. I can't let you get away just with pain."

Your eyes trail down his chest, pausing right between his legs as your brows furrow at the slight bulge in his pants.

"Are you fxcking serious-"

"You look so fxcking hot right now, y/n. Only if you weren't Min-" your clench your fists, breathing heavily and almost shaking with the anger building up inside you.

Just one more mention of Min from him and you'd fxcking burst.

You throw your head back, laughing loudly.

His smirk instantly disappears as he watches you with confusion, his plan to make you angry significantly failed right in front of his eyes.

"I won't let that crap coming out of your mouth hurt me anymore, little loverboy." You bring the ring in front of his eyes again, tilting your head and scoffing,

"You gave me an adjustable ring, Jimin. Seriously? You didn't even knew the size of the ring finger of the girl you were trying to propose."

Jimin is instantly pissed off at that, "You didn't deserve-"

"Oh shut up, little boy. You'd probably buy a c0nd0m of a right size for me, right? That's all you knew about me anyway. Too busy fxcking a girl that you don't have neither the time nor the courtesy to notice even the size of her finger. Why didn't I notice this before? Oh yes, you didn't deserve any expectations. The bare minimum was already a big deal for you," You chuckle bitterly, looking at his pissed off face and leaning closer to his ear, smirking and whispering,

"But guess what Jimin master? I remember your size just well enough too," His eyes instantly turn to you,

"What are you even planning to do?" He asks.

You love it. Him being so clueless and confused.

"You gave it to me, so, it doesn't belong to you anymore. It's mine. But guess what? I'll return the favor," you grab each sides of the ring, pulling on it and adjusting it to a bigger size.

Jimin furrows his brows, "Don't tell me that you're expecting me to wear it on my finger?"

You chuckle into his ear, whispering again, "You don't deserve that, Jimin Master."

He opens his mouth to speak, but stops the moment he feels your hands going down between his legs.

You unbuckle his belt, loosening it and unbuttoning his pants, reaching out to grab the zipper of his pants and pull it down.

"What do you think you're doing yn?!" He shouts, trying to pull away but only getting pressed down.

He freezes in his place when you slip your fingers inside his boxers, pulling his length out and pressing the cold rim of the ring on the tip of his length.

Embarrassment fills his face as he looks towards you in horror,
"Y/n, don't you dare- Argh!" He groans as you slide the ring right along, upto the base of his cxck. It's tight enough to hurt but not totally stop the circulation of blood.

Satisfaction evident on your face as he looks at you with wide eyes.

"ARE YOU INSANE!?" He shouts.

"Yes. Yes, I'm insane. And you're going to wear this around for me, am I understood?" You arch an eyebrow.

"And why the fxck would I even listen to you?"

"Because I'm your Min," you reach out to push his wet hair away from his face, smiling,
"The moment you take it off, I'll not allow you even a centimetre near Min, your Min."

He pushes you away, only to watch you holding onto his arm, making him instantly hiss and lean back on the bathtub edge.

"I'll ask for the last time, am I understood, Mr. Park Jimin?"

"Argh. Alright. Fxcking bxtch. Alright. I hear you fxcking loud and clear. Don't you dare mess with Min." He says.

Indeed, tactics do it all.

He is going to understand you as long as you speak his language.

As long as you don't merge yourself with Min. He is too blinded by love to see or understand the reality now.

It's for the good anyways, you have no intention to merge yourself with Min anyway.

You reach out to ruffle his hair, smiling, "Goodboy," you say, only to watch him glare and groan at you like a wild chained dog.

He definitely needs to be fed too. Fed with hope and broken promises.

"You want her back desperately, do you?" You ask.

He nods swiftly, "Yes. I want her back-"

"Then," you answer, leaning closer and looking in his raging eyes,

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"Obey Me, Jimin."

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A/n -

No. I'm not sick in the mind, or maybe I'm, but you wouldn't see me regretting the way yn returned the ring back.

He would be glad if the ring ended up on his finger or his wound, because that's something Min would do. That'd ultimately make him happier. But what yn did was definitely something Min would've never done. Let's focus on that.

The wound is from the incident where MinJi died. It's mention is in chapter titled 'Strange Guy'.

Yes Jimin was recovering very well until yn's identity was revealed and since then he never tended to his wounds.

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