#dragon jk

In return for Jimin’s life, his health, in return for an heir to the company throne, Jimin’s father had made a deal with a dragon. A dragon. Jimin blinks, tired of waiting, tired from his anger. He blinks, and almost misses the way the overhead lights flicker; not even during monsoon season have his lights ever flickered. He watches, wondering if he’d imagined it, but just before he dismisses the notion, it happens again. He hears a whoosh, a thump, and the electricity stabilizes. Jimin is suddenly terrified, afraid to look. He hears the balcony doors slide open, then shut. He hears a sigh, the creak of a floorboard. “Am I really so late that you fell asleep waiting?”