Jungkooks POV

10:28pm

Brrrrrring brrrrrring

"Hey JK.... I thought we are meeting in a few min-"

"Give me money"

My heart was pumping fast.

"M-money!?" I stuttered.

"Yes money you faggot. Give it to me"

"I didn't b-bring any money with me" I said gulping.

Yes I did bring some money. Money to spend in case I go some place with Jimin.

I'm not going to just give money over. I am the prince after all so these makes are going to pay.

"Give us your money now loser or we are going to make you pay for not giving us money" the man said. His nose scrunching up.

"Ah. I don't have any mo-"

"Yah!" I heard a familiar voice yell and then I watched as Jimin punched a male right across the face and kicked the other one in the nuts.

He punched and punched them till they refused to get up.

But the male behind me grabbed a hold of me around my chest holding my arms down and place something cool and metallic to my head.

A gun...

"Oi stop it or I will shoot him" the man said to Jimin.

Jimin stopped kicked the males groaning on the floor.

I examined Jimin.

He wore black tight jeans which showed off his tiny waist and he wore a black and red stripped light long sleeve shirt with some black and white converses.

Jimin smirked.

"Why aim the gun at someone so poor. Why not try aiming it at someone who actually has money and can fight" he said to the man holding onto me.

Damn I feel weak right now.

But if only Jimin knew I was hella rich.

But damn don't aim it at Jimin. I don't want him to get hurt.

The man aimed the gun at Jimin.

"Give me all your money" he said grumbling.

Jimin pulled his hands out of his pocket in a fist.

Is he actually going to give them money!!!!

His hands then shot up quickly and he grabbed the back and front of the gun and swiveled it around so the man had to let go of the gun.

Jimin then stood really close to me and pressed the gun to the other males chin pointing up.

I could smell Jimins fragrance. It smelt musty but fresh and manly. He is definetly wearing perfume.

"Let go" Jimin said to the male. His voice sounded so intimidating.

The man gently let go of me and Jimin pushed me out of the way slightly.

"Don't you dare touch me or him again" he said pointing at me with his finger.

"You understand? If you ever come near me and my friend over there I will make you regret even living" Jimin said staring at the male his eyes looking black as night and so dark they could haunt your soul.

Jimin took the gun from under his neck and walked away and grabbed my arm.

We walked in silence for a while. We had walked past we met and were walking past where we said good bye last time.

"Um Jimin... Where are we going?" I asked him.

"My house. My mother knows I was meeting up with a friend this time so will be fine with you coming around... Sorry I should have asked if you were comfortable with that but I just thought we better get to a place that's safer" he said still walking.

"No it's okay. I am fine with going to your house" I said still walking while Jimin carried on holding onto my arm.

"Jimin" I said when we started to slow down walking.

"Yes?" He said looking over at me.

"Thank you, for saving me back their. I just knew I couldn't deal with them alone back there and didn't quite know what to do" I said looking down at my feet.

"Yea no problem. That's what friends are for right?" Jimin said stopping and turning me by tugging on my arm to stop.

"That's true" I said smiling. Not that I've ever had a friend before that was younger then like 50.

"Also JK."

"Yea?" I asked Jimin.

"About my house. I am not rich at all. I just live alone with my mother and younger brother so don't mind the fact my house isn't fancy okay? Like it's definitely cosy so you will feel welcome, just it's not the fanciest house in the world" Jimin said scratching the back of his neck.

"That's okay. I don't mind what your house looks like" I said a bit unsure of how to respond.

"Ah ok... Well this is it" Jimin said pointing to the house we were standing in front of.

It looked Wooden and small. Definetly old fashioned. Even the balcony was wooden but the garden was sweet and nice.

"Ahhhh your judging me for my house already aren't you" Jimin said panicking.

"What do you mean. It looks Definetly cosy like you said and comfortable. As well as characteristic" I said while we headed towards the door.

"You don't care it's not a nice apartment suit like everyone else has at school?" Jimin said confused looking at me.

"Jimin I'm your friend, not your house inspector... I'm your friend who wants to get to know you for you, not whether you are rich or not" I said looking at him while he walked up the stairs to the front door.

He smiled at me then opened the front door.

"Ah mamma" I heard Jimin shout.

"Hey don't shout, Jihyun is still asleep darling" A short women said walking close to the door.

I walked up to the door.

"Ah JK this is my mother" Jimin said when I walked in.

What will Jimins mother think of JK!?

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