Psycho Couple✔️

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“Y/N here it is.” He hastily slides the pendrive in your hand, well aware Taehyung won't snatch it from you. Mina raised her head. Speaking with her feeble voice. “He didn't tell you what's in it right? Since you're my boyfriend I'll reveal and terminate your curiosity. That's a-” Jimin struck a spanner on her face, shutting her system permanently. “I've ended your suffering Mina. You're welcome.”

Speaking to her dead body he stabbed his knife on her throat. Carving the legendary ‘P’ sign on her skin. “Y/N what secret does that pendrive have? That neither Jimin nor you wanna reveal?” Taehyung was intrigued by the fact his best friend whom he had supported from the start had started hiding stuff from him.

“Taehyung, it's private, I'd prefer to keep it a secret. To destroy the material in it is really important.” He clenched his teeth in anger. Striding out.

Inserting the drive in the slot. Moist dampened your vision. “She's recorded everything Jimin.” Each and everything that had happened the other night when you had lost yourself to each other was seen on the screen.

Mina had witnessed it. Seeing you have a breakdown he took the laptop from you, deleting all those files. “No one's gonna blackmail us. I've eradicated any proof concerning this.” He burns that pen drive, crushing it under his feet.

“Let's prepare to send her body to the police station. Don't panic, it's over. She ain't alive anymore to leak our intimate moments tape.”

Taehyung, who pretended to leave, was leaning on the wall. He knew Jimin would speak what was in it. Listening to his last words he huffed out of shock. Never could he ever imagine Mina would choose this measure to gain victory against ‘P.’

It made sense now. Why Jimin wasn't comfortable with disclosing the information contained in it. What would he say? It was their sex tape? A video Mina incessantly recorded to threaten them?

“Taehyung?” Jimin who was carrying Mina's body out gasped on seeing him. You were equally shocked. “Why Taehyung? Why did you eavesdrop?” Jimin held your wrist.

“You heard everything, didn't you? Why couldn't you stop digging in this matter. Didn't I make myself clear that it was about me and Jimin?”

Jimin sighed he couldn't control your rage. “Y/N I'm sorry.” Dropping the tool bag you leave the room. “Jimin!” He faintly smiled at him. “Give her some time Tae. I'll ignore you ever overheard us.”

Lightly tapping his shoulder. He takes Mina's corpse to  throw it into a dust heap near the police station. “This bitch died but left behind an enmity between me and my friends.” Taehyung punched the wall in dismay.

You were driving the car, Jimin was resting in the passenger seat. Eyeing at your knuckles flexing white. You had gripped onto the steering wheel harshly. “Wifey slow down haha are you planning to kill me?” Jimin laughed or he tried to do it. Pressing the break you halt the car. His body jerked forward. Making him grasp his seat belt.

“We are here. You can dump her wherever you desire.” Jimin glimpsed at his surroundings. Getting out of the vehicle. Unlocking the trunk. “She weighs such a lot even after dying. What a pig.”

Carrying her body in a red suitcase he threw it in an open ground. Not bothered that he'd get caught. If anyone were to recognise him. What's the con in it? Everyone has already seen 'P' ; it was the least of his concerns.

“Goodbye Mina. It wasn't at all fun knowing you.” Kicking the suitcase for the last time. He sits inside the car. “I'm done. Let's go.” You were riding the car at an abnormal speed, scaring Jimin.

Jimin knew overspeeding was a habit you had developed in early high school days. During those times when you drove without a license. “Could you decelerate?” Shutting his eyes tight he pleads. You were not in your senses. Viewing a speed breaker in the road your vexation disappears. Trudging over it gently.

“Yeah what were you saying Jimin?” He stared at you. “Thank God your anguish has sublimed. I almost concluded we'd be dead today.” Rolling your eyes at his statement you continue with your drive.

Once you had reached home you scurried to unlock the door. Jimin back hugged you pressing the passcode. “We are safe, you are safe. Quit this sulky mood. It doesn't suit you.”

Sitting down on the mattress he pulls you on his lap. “To make love with you I have to be cautious from today. I fucking hate this nuisance she caused in our lives.” Unfurling those upper buttons he pushed aside your collar kissing your jaw.

“This place looks so empty. Shouldn't I embellish it with my marks? And remove your pants?” His sultry remarks made you wet. Jimin knew exactly what he was doing. Unbuttoning your jeans he invades his left hand in your panties. Groaning at the wetness draping on his palm.

Pecking your lips. He teases your folds. “I would go to any extent to satisfy you and keep you happy. Remember our marriage vows? I had sworn to protect and safeguard you from every evil spirit. How could I recede from my responsibilities?”

Sucking on your flesh he was murmuring praise to your contentment. “Yes I do remember.” Jimin plunged his finger in your quim. Whispering into your ear: “with such a delicate memory you would definitely remember our first time with each other. Ain't I correct wifey?”

Nuzzling your face in his nape, Jimin increased his pavement on your core. “Are you perhaps pissed with me?” Looking at your pleasure filled features he questioned. Huffing for breaths at the torment his digits were enunciating on your vulva you managed to answer. “No I'm not.” He smooched your earlobe.

“It's good to know my calm and composed wife has returned.” Tweaking on your swollen bud he was ready to grant you that much needed pleasure. “Jimin can I?”

The ugly ring from the doorbell made you grunt in annoyance in unison. Jimin retracted his fingers gesturing to you to hide yourself under the sheets. “I'll see who's at the door. After I'm back I promise to give you your much desired high ok?”

Winking at you he ushered to open the door. “Hobi Hyung?”