#jiminambw

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Just Business

Pairings~ Park Jimin x Black Reader

Summary~ You both are under the same agency and are very professional with your assassination attempts. However, experience is key...

Genre(s)~ Suspense, Angst, (not-so) Friends to Lovers

Word Count~ (???)

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The field you specialized in wasn’t much to be proud of; in fact, it wasn’t to even be spoken of. You’ve been an assassin for nearly three years now and never have you failed in carrying out an attempt.

Despite you not having a permanent partner, you weren’t exempted from working with others in your agency.

However, working with Jimin was a job itself.

“You’ve been assigned to Park again y/l/n. Just be sure to get the job done and report back alive.”

You kissed your teeth as your boss “Karasuma” only gave you a hand signal to leave; in which you ignored.

You shifted in the seat in front of the male before fixing the long dark trench coat that covered your high slit dress. Working with Park was the last thing you wanted.

“Give me someone else Karasuma, Park’s ego is bigger than his own size. We’ll never accomplish what we need to do.” The older male rolled his eyes before shifting to his filing cabinet. He proceeds to put out a thick manila folder with loose sheets of paper nearly falling from the folds.

“Whether you like him or not, the guy’s got the skill and performance needed to be an assassin...he’s looked death in the eyes and completes every job we need.” You flipped through each page with each having more words than the last. He was good, and even has his own trademark in the assassin world.

You sighed deeply before making your way out of the office.

Your dark stiletto heels clicked against the light marble floors as you made your way outside to the light snow accompanied by a stale breeze that sat in the air.

You once again pulled at your long coat to cover your revealing skin. The early December snowfall seemed too calming for the chaotic night ahead.

“A little much for tonight?” You turned to raven haired male before rolling your eyes and walking to the cold metal bench just outside the agency. 

“Karasuma sent a car for us. Just wait here and don’t piss me off too much...the night is still young.” The male followed and swiftly had a set next to you.

“You know, you don’t have to keep acting like you hate me y/l/n...” You silently fixed your dark straight hair as your fingers combed through the small snowflakes.

“Who said I was acting, Park?” 

Before he could speak, the male was interrupted by the silver bullet-like appearance from the corners of y’all eyes.

The BMW sat perfectly in the snow as the window rolled down to reveal Seo in the drivers’ seat.

“Karasuma sent me, lets hurry before the job goes unfinished.” You both spared no time and got in quick. You both had worked with Seo on different occasions, so you were more than positive that this job would run smoothly.

The issue...he was a lot like Jimin.

Cocky little shit who was surprisingly on the higher-ranking side of the chart. He always got the job done, nevertheless. It agitated you how they were very annoying, yet always reliable.

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The drive across the city wasn’t too bad. A bit out of the way, but for a gala you expected nothing less. Changbin wasted no time getting you and Jimin to the gala, one of the best qualities about having a reliable getaway. However, sometimes he was too reckless in blowing your cover and that getting everyone caught.

“Wait around the back Seo, this should take an hour at most.” He nodded swiftly and soon pulled away as soon as you and Jimin made it inside.

The building was blinding with lights as the sweet scents of perfumes and colognes filled the air. Men who smoked swishers occupied the gambling tables as the women who preferred to talk with friends sat at the tables having wine served.

This was a rather busy night.

“Remember your position?” The male nodded as he activated the small earpiece and made his way to the gambling table. You did the same, but instead immediately went to the bar.

You were looking for a Caucasian male. Dark wavy hair with green/hazel eyes, a beard, and standing at nearly 6′0. Shouldn’t be too hard to spot.

“Excuse me, one whiskey on the rocks.” The bartender nodded before pouring the drink in front of you. Jimin on the other hand delt himself in on the next game. You couldn’t lie, he blended in perfectly with the others. 

“Park, I think I’ve got eyes on our target.” 

Your voice was low to avoid any extra ears. Just like you thought, the male wasn’t too hard to spot.

“You know what to do y/l/n, make this quick.” As if heard, the male gazed towards you with his lighter eyes and playfully smirked at you.  You bat your perfectly smoked eyes and fix your straight dark hair once again. This won’t take long.

The small crowd of people were soon parted to reveal “Duncan” your target for this evening.

“It’s very lively here tonight; don’t you think? Why is a beautiful lady like you sitting at this bar alone?” You chuckled lightly before signaling the bartender for another drink. “Sometimes it’s good to get out...just here to have some fun.”

Through your earpiece, you could hear Jimin sigh deeply.

“Get on with it...”

You clear your throat before swiftly putting your hand on Duncan’s. “I booked a suit for the evening, care to join me?” He didn’t think twice before helping you to your feet and let you lead the way and followed behind.

“We’re on the move, Park.”

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Meanwhile, Jimin was in a bet with an older male and has won nearly 3k so far. In fact, another fight would be starting soon, and it would be time to start the betting.

“You remind me of when I was younger...Daniel was it?”

A fake name never fails...

One of the boxers on the vast screen strikes first nearly taking the other out immediately. Jimin however, could care less about the money or even the bet. Truthfully, it’s about completing the task and leaving with his partner safely.

Jimin locks eyes with the older man before nodding fondly and sipping the sweet alcohol.

“Is that right? How come?” The older man chuckled as he fixed his coat before lighting the thick cigar that hung from his lips.

“Fine evening like this...these gambling spots always gave me an escape from the reality of my life.” Jimin eyed the man carefully. No matter how friendly or understanding one may come off, don’t trust them.

“You see, I grew up broke...abusive mother, absent father...you already know the average sob story.” He blew out his smoke before continuing. “But I always loved making money...whether it was through back-alley gambling, stealing, murder...I was going to get said money.”

Jimin felt the hairs on his neck touch the sky when he realized what was happening. 

A set up.

The male calmly yet slowly put his hand over the gun tucked in his slacks. Nothing like a good old shoot out to finish the night.

“I was killing people left and right Daniel; or should I say, “Park”. Nothing I hate more than you blood sucking mosquitoes that waltz in here to assassinate what’s not your business.” His words felt like poison as the older man, as quickly as Jimin, both pull out their guns.

Everyone is silent before Jimin pulls the trigger and declared the first shot.

It didn’t take long before Jimin was covered by a flipped table, applying pressure to a flesh wound, and dodging flying bullets.

“Anytime now y/l/n!!”

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Meanwhile you both were minutes into a deep make out session on the room’s loveseat. Your coat was long gone as your dark strapless dress made its appearance for the night.

Your long jet-black hair fell over your shoulders as you instantly went on your knees for the man in front of you.

“You just made my night so much better...I almost forgot to ask for your name” You paused before carefully slowly reaching for your gun.

“You don’t need to know that.”

You quickly fired before the mail could react, not even bothering to clean the now bloodstained seat and walls. It didn’t take long for you to throw on your coat and join Jimin in the main lobby to make your escape after a successful evening.

There were two men just at the end of the hall whom you’ve taken out with ease. A few minutes later a few were coming up the stairs looking for Duncan’s remains.

Killed.

All you had to do now was spot Jimin.

“Park?”

It took a moment for the shots to die down before you hear the male panting from the extra movement and anxiety within his system.

“I’m here, get closer to the door so we can signal Seo to take us out.”

You moved quickly across the velvet carpet and behind a podium to where your head was nearly taken out by stray bullets. Unfortunately for the hit Patron, it was all over the bar counter.

Jimin spotted you before taking out the rest of the armed men as you got closer and closer to the exit.

“Don’t wait! Go outside to Seo!”

You nodded before completely jetting from the huge double doors and out to Changbin who was prepared to complete this mission for good.

It took a few more seconds before Jimin was right behind you and into the vehicle that was doing well over sixty miles per hour in seconds.

Seo spotted you both through the rear-view and gave you both a proud nod of completion.

“You two make a good team. I wouldn’t mind working with you both again in the near future.” You turned to Jimin who was busy with wrapping a fresh flesh wound on his hand.

You spotted him smirking that awful...yet so attractive smirk as he rakes his now free hand through his dark hair.

“As long as it just business, I’m always willing to work with you...unless...”

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