Play with me (Jikook/Kookmin)

12

Jin Pov

"I can't just do this without his consent, Jin..." Namjoon refused the syringe he held out to me after I put it in his hand.

"He's already anesthetized for the brain scans. It's just a chip, we can use it to track him anywhere," I explained to him, but he shook his head again.

"But he doesn't know anything about it, that's just not possible," he said again.

"Namjoon, you've known me since university, have I ever done anything not by the book? Hoseok signed it, he's his guardian. I also have permission from the court if Hobi's signature isn't enough for you," I tried to convince him.

"Yes, but does Hoseok know exactly what he signed?" he asked me suspiciously and I had to suppress a grin.

"Of course not, otherwise he wouldn't have signed, and besides, our mission is top secret and he would probably have told Jimin. Then the plan would be ruined and Jimin could run around freely and kill people as he pleased." He knew me too well.

"But what about the operation then? Will it not be done at all?" he asked, disappointed.

"Yes, everything as planned. We'll catch him again as soon as he's found the other one. You still need time for the preparations anyway and now there are only a few examinations to be done," I reassured him and Namjoon finally injected the chip into Jimin's upper arm.

"Are you happy now?" he wanted to know and I grinned at him.

"You've earned a reward for this later." Smiling seductively, I leaned close to his ear as I said these words and he raised an eyebrow questioningly. Well, he'd realize that when I surprised him in his office later, he was still the same, hot af, but only married to his work... I'd get him out of that somehow.

Jimin Pov

After the examinations for which I had been sedated, I woke up back in my room and Hobi was in bed next to me, holding me while he slept. They were probably through with everything for today, I had planned my escape for tomorrow, so I had tonight to have fun with Hobi one last time... I don't know if I would ever see him again after that, but I would really miss him. He was the only person who had consistently stayed by my side, even accepted me for who I really was, he hadn't even blamed me for having sex with all those men I'd killed before. When I told him I would never hurt him, I meant it sincerely, when I told him I loved him, I meant it too... In my own way, but still. I gently brushed a strand of hair from his face and he opened his eyes.

"How are you feeling? Are you tired from the anesthetic, dazed... Are you feeling sick?" he wanted to know anxiously, but instead of answering him, I stopped his flow of words with my lips, which I placed on his. He responded immediately, greedily kissing me, having had to wait just as long for this moment as I had, and he was already lying on top of me, running his hands impatiently over my body. We got rid of our clothes faster than ever before and I sighed contentedly as I felt his naked body against mine.

"Let's get in the shower, I have some things to tell you that I don't want anyone to hear." he whispered very quietly in my ear, as if we were being bugged.