Your POV

The next day was much lighter and I didn't feel so stressed, but Jimin was late. We were in the studio, music playing as I watched our teammates practice and they were so good. I was so proud of Jimin and all the work he had done. I looked back at the time and decided to look for him. It wasn't like him to be late like this. It was early in the morning so there weren't very many people here. Namjoon told the entire company to take a long weekend, but Jimin and our team decided to do one last practice just for good measure. Before I left the room I turned to our teammates.

"Guys...you are perfect, just go home. Enjoy your long weekend. I'll see you Monday."

They thanked me and we gathered our things to leave. I was the last to leave the studio turning off the lights. I forgot how creepy this buiding is when all the lights are off like this. I started to make my way down the hallway towards the back office when something grabbed onto me from behind and covered my mouth. I struggled slightly only to hear my favorite laugh in the world. I twirled to see Jimin behind me laughing hysterically at my reaction.

"You are such an asshole Park Jimin." I laughed. "You scared the fuck out of me."

He raised an eye brow at me and started to walk towards me. "You think I could fuck the attitude out of you?"

"I'm sorry...attitude?"

He circled his arms around me pulling me into his chest. "Yeah...you have a really nasty attitude, babr. I think I need to fuck it out of you." He said in a voice allowing me to pick up his sarcasm and teasing.

"Hmmmm." I responded as I placed my hands on his pectorals running my thumbs over his nipples. "You might just have to, babe."

He kissed me hard and heavy pressing me into the wall with all his force. I tightly held on to him kissing him back with the same amount of need he was giving me. Quickly he moved me to the door we were standing by opening the door. He pushed me inside and unfortuanly, the light was on. I jumped back from him only to meet the wide eyes from Namjoon and a good looking stranger next to him.

"I-I'm so sorry..." I stuttered covering my mouth.

Jimin was next to my side immediately holding me tightly to him. The stranger eyed me and smirked at Jimin.

"Nice to see you so happy Jimin." He said.

There was an awkward silence in the room and I looked up to see Jimin looking more angry than I have ever seen him. He didn't respond to the stranger and I looked over to Namjoon and he also had a worried look on his face. Ah...this must be Jackson. I looked over to him and his gaze met mine and I furrowed my forehead annoyed at the smirk he had on his face.

I turned to Jimin and grabbed his hand. "Come on baby, this room is occupied."

I attempted to pull him away and he slowly stepped with me. Before we could fully leave the room however, Jackson spoke again.

"There's no rush...I haven't met you before. Don't I get an introduction, Jimin?"

Jimin's grip on my hand tightened and he turned back towards the other two pulling me behind him slightly. "There is no pleasure in meeting you so why would I introduce you?"

He sighed heavily. "Look, I'm not here to cause trouble, I just need a job."

"What?" Jimin sounded angry.

"I need a job. I don't want to be lurking in dark shadows anymore and I want a house. In order to get a house I need money. So as I said, I'm just here for a job."

Jimin looked over to Namjoon with a serious look. "You're not entertaining this idea are you?"

"Well..."

"No."

"It's not your decision Jimin. If he wants a job, and will behave himself, live the way we do...I don't see the harm in it."

"Do the other know? Does Yoongi know?"

"I will discuss this with Yoongi and Tae once all the details have been negotiated."

"So even if NONE of us want him here, you're going to do this anyway?"

"Jimin I will not be ignorant towards someone who I have not seen in over 100 years...you shouldn't either. Be more accommodating won't you?"

"You're unbelievable." Jimin commented exasperated looking to Namjoon. "After everything he's done...why should we give him anything? What makes you think he's changed at all?"

"I can prove it." Jackson chimed. He held up what I recognized to be several vials of the remedy. "I already took one, and I plan to pay for the ones I get, once I've earned the money."

"Jimin." I squeaked out. He looked back at me and so did Jackson and Namjoon. I swallowed thickly not sure what to make of the scene in front of me. "Can we just go home?"

He gave me a soft look and nodded. "Just one more minute? Please?" I nodded and he turned back to the other two. He sighed and narrowed his eyes to Namjoon. "What would be his job?"

"He would work with Jin. He would be sort of like a personal assistant...errand boy for the seven of us. He isn't to be responsible for anything major until he's proven himself." He turned over to Jackson. "Which wouldn't be for a very...very long time. Understood?"

"Understood." Jackson nodded. "I really appreciate the chance Namjoon." He turned over to Jimin and smiled. "So will you introduce me?"

I again, felt Jimin tighten his grip on my hand and I placed my other hand on his arm making him turn to me. I smilled and nodded, and I knew he couldn't help but smile back. He pulled me forward but didn't let me step near Jackson. "This is my mate, Y/N."

Jackson chuckled a little and it made my skin crawl. "I figured as much."

"Meaning?"

"The way you stormed in here ready to mount her? It was a little obvious."

"It's nice to meet you." I said giving him a friendly smile and a small wave.

"Oh beautiful, the pleasure is mine." He said winking at me.

"DON'T. EVEN THINK ABOUT IT." Jimin said sternly through his teeth.

Jackson raised his hands in surrender. "I didn't mean anything by that other than she's beautiful." He looked back over to me as he lowered his hands. "It's very nice to meet you."

I nodded and turned to Jimin. "Let's go home." I smiled to him. He nodded and kissed me.

"I'll see you at home Joon." He turned to the other smirking figure in the room. "Jackson...lets not talk much." And with that he pulled me out of the room.

He grabbed both of our bags from outside the door and continued to pull me out of the building and into the parking lot without saying a single word. He threw our bags into the trunk, then opened my door looking for me to step in. I didn't even hesitate, not wanting him to be even more upset. Once I was in he slammed the door making me jump. He rounded the car getting into the drivers side door revving the engine. He peeled out of the parking lot so fast I had to grip onto the door just to not jerk from one side to the other.

I looked up and saw that he was gripping the steering wheele so tight his knuckles were tuning white. I feared he would break it. I gulped down my anxiety and reached out to him placing my hand on one of his. We came to a stop light and he loosened his grip and looked at me.

"What is it?"

"I just want to hold your hand." I smiled.

He let one of his hands go from the wheel and laced his finger with mine. He pulled our hands up to his mouth and he kissed the back of my knuckles with light pecks closing his eyes at the last one holding his lips to my skin.

"I love you." I said softly.

"I love you too." He whispered. He pulled our hands away form his mouth and sat them comfortably between us. His other hand had let up on his grip from the wheel and he was able to drive normally. Once we made our way to the house I got out of the car. Jimin joined me at my side suddenly dipping down and picking me up throwing me over his shoulders.

"JIMIN!" I shouted in shock. "What are you doing?"

"Baby, we are going to finish what we started." He said as he jogged his way to the front door. He opened it and basically cleared the stairs as we got into our room. He threw me down on the bed and quickly hovered over me tearing my clothes literally off of my skin. "I'm going to destroy you." He growled. I wasn't able to answer him before his mouth was on mine, kissing me with one focus on his mind. Me.