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Jimin x Reader

You meet Jimin Park under odd circumstances, but given your life situation it does not seem that much out of place. 

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“Who does Father have a meeting with today?” you ask as you close the file, handing it to one of your brother’s men, who bows in thanks before leaving wordlessly while Ruth halts his own work as his eyes flicker about the page; trying to remember. 

“A member, from Bangtan. Second-in-command Jimin Park,” Aaron says as he appears in the doorway, shooting Ruth a look who rolls his eyes in response but returns to his work as Aaron gestures for you to follow him, as you do you feel your own two guards follow from a distance.

“Doesn’t Father have a some sort of rivalry with them?” you ask, as you keep pace with his strides, voice low so that others don’t hear you speak about matters that are not to be spoken about carelessly. Aaron scoffs, barely sparing you a glancing as you two turn a corner eyes finding your Father and Jimin further down, near the meeting room.

They speak in whispers, Father’s guards watchful but respectful while it seems Jimin has none; the air heavy and dancing with a tension you haven’t felt since your Mother left.

“Father had a rivalry with Mother’s Family,” he tells you and you nod slightly remembering what happened, realizing your Father would have a rivalry with anyone who is more powerful than he is. 

And then he’ll have them eliminated. But unlike other groups, Bangtan seems to be a group that cannot be eliminated no matter what they try; so their Father decided to ally himself with them.

‘I wonder how this is going to go,’ your mind whispers, as you come to a stop a few feet from them immediately catching Jimin’s eyes, who allows a smile to spread across his lips as his gaze moves from Aaron to you. 

“You must be Y/N,” he states and you nod, shaking his hand in greeting, and he considers something as he looks at you for a brief moment longer, nodding to himself before turning to look at your Father. A cold, frigid look replacing the smile that he had given you. 

Aaron chuckles softly as Father tenses, clearly displeased and uneasy but keeps a neutral expression on his features. “I’ll consider you allying with us for one thing,” he informs your Father who nods immediatly, knowing Jimin even considering it, is a good thing.

“If Y/N here,” he briefly gestures to you, before carrying on, “comes and works for Filter. Myself and Taehyung of course, would love to have them.” You blink in surprise, hands clasping together as your brother’s hand curls around your shoulder, squeezing reassuringly. 

“But you do not get to decide for them, they need to do that on their own,” he says cutting your Father off before he can even agree, and his face turns more red mumbling something under his breath before nodding turning a harsh glare to you. 

“What do you say, doll? Want to leave this hellhole?” Jimin says, a smile on his lips but a hint of something cold swims in his eyes, clashing with the warm feeling his smile give you.

Somehow you know, it is not directed at you. 

You look to Aaron, who flashes you a smile despite a certain look crossing his features once he speaks you know he means it, “your choice little sister. You know what ever your choice is, I stand by it.” 

You look to Jimin once more nodding in agreement which has him rising a brow in question and you quickly correct yourself, ignoring the flush crawling onto your cheeks. “Yes I would like to work for you,” you tell him and he claps his hands together, excitement crossing his features, the coldness fading from his eyes.

“Great, now we can get down to the real reason I am here,” he says just as his men slink out of the shadows, filling their home within a matter of minutes, as Yoongi and Seokjin appear their attention solely on your Father.

Seokjin closes in on him, towering over the man, his words gritting over your nerves, thankful he is not speaking to you as you feel Aaron’s grip tighten on you, Ruth’s voice soon filling the air but quickly falling silent.