This Describes Me And Admin Shrimp Perfectly, I Swear

this describes me and admin shrimp perfectly, i swear

LOOK AT HIS SMIRK OH MY GOSH (trans. cr. btsinthemoment)

HAPPY YOONGI DAY!! Happy birthday my darling lil’ meow meow, you’re so special and I love you so much.

Vipers And Dragons

PART-II

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Chapter II

Days turned into weeks, the stolen weaponry a thorn in the Falcones' side, and a bargaining chip for both the Vipers and Jimin's crew, the Dragons. The uneasy truce held, a tense peace punctuated by coded messages and silent power plays.

Y/n found herself strangely restless. She hated admitting it, but the memory of that night in the warehouse lingered. The way Jimin moved, panther-like and lethal, the way their eyes had met in the heat of battle, a spark igniting in the darkness.

One rainy night, the silence finally shattered. A coded message arrived, an encrypted invitation from Jimin. A meeting at a secluded waterfront bar, a neutral ground between their territories. Hesitation warred with curiosity, but finally, Y/n decided to go.

The bar was a smoky haven, filled with the sounds of hushed conversations and clinking glasses. Jimin sat alone at a corner booth, a glass of amber liquid swirling in his hand. As she approached, he tilted his head, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips.

"Viper," he said, his voice a low rumble. "Care to join me?"

Y/n slid into the booth, her gaze wary. "What is it, Park?"

"A business proposition," he replied, gesturing to the untouched drink beside her. "Peace talks tend to go smoother with a little lubrication."

There was a tension in the air, a mix of antagonism and a strange undercurrent of something more. Y/n accepted the drink, the liquor burning a warm path down her throat. Jimin leaned closer, his voice a husky whisper.

"The Falcones are growing restless. They want a rematch."

"And?"

"We could offer them a different kind of game," he said, his eyes glinting with something dangerous. "One where we work together."

Y/n's brow furrowed. Working with Jimin was a recipe for disaster, yet the idea held a perverse appeal. The thrill of the unknown, the forbidden dance they were teetering on the edge of.

"What are you suggesting?"

Jimin's smile widened, a flicker of something akin to excitement flickering in his eyes. As he leaned in, his voice dropped to a mere murmur, the words sending a shiver down Y/n's spine.

"A double heist. We hit the Falcones where it hurts, and leave them scrambling for scraps. A power play that will leave the city trembling."

The proposition hung in the air, a challenge and a temptation. Working with Jimin was a dangerous gamble, a dance on a knife's edge. But the city, their city, was her battlefield, and she refused to lose control.

"Fine," she finally said, the word both an agreement and a dare. "But make no mistake, Park. This alliance ends when the dust settles. And then," her voice hardened, a glint of steel in her eyes, "it's you and me."

Jimin met her gaze, a slow smile spreading on his face. "I wouldn't have it any other way, Viper."

The smoky air crackled with unspoken desires and a shared hunger for power. The night was far from over, and as they clinked glasses, a dark promise hung between them. This wasn't just about the heist; it was the start of a new game, a dangerous dance of power and passion, played out in the shadows of the city they both ruled.

♫ Am I the only one like this? Are you OK if I'm with someone else? Let’s take it way back, slowly Make it feel better ♫

Love Me Again by V (BTS)