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“That’s starting to get annoying”

“Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.”

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“Dear Diary, …”

“She’s hiding behind the sofa.”

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“I’d kill for a coffee…literally.”

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“You’re Satan.”

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“I’m bulletproof…but please, don’t shoot me.”

“Did you just hiss at me?”

“Do you really need all that candy?”

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“I swear, I’m not crazy!!!”

“The diamond in your engagement ring is fake.”

“No. Regrets.”

“How drunk was I?”

“How is my wife more badass than me?”

“Be you. No one else can.”

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“I locked the keys in the car.”

“Are you sure that’s the decision you want to make?”

“You work for me. You are my slave.”

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“They’re monsters.”

“Welcome to fatherhood.”

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“There’s a herd of them!”

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“You smell like a wet dog.”

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“Welcome back. Now fucking help me.”

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“Flea markets don’t carry fleas, you know?”

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Edge of Forever [BTS Space!AU]

BTS Space!AU [ ♧ ✪ ✿ ☆ ❂ ☾✘ ] “All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages.” The stage is set and the stars are the guide for the lost souls that have congregated to one point. A fixed constant in the universe for others to discover and fulfill their wishes but will it come to ruin for others?

Pairings: BTS X OC (s) Genre: BTS Space!AU Warnings: Graphic Violence, Heavy Language

AO3

Chapter 12- Sons of Fate

"The time is coming that I must warn you And though it's something that you may not understand They can't be saved by just one man"

Jungkook growled, another body hitting the floor.

The Major was barking orders at his men but the officers realized that this one man just took out 5 guys in the span of a few seconds. The cold gaze nearly had them running already but some of them could get close to the man, only to be incapacitated with just his hands. Not once did he pick up any weapon but if they pressed him, then he would because they now didn’t have time for them to stay. All of them were now unwelcome guests that had finished their good deed of the century, as crazy as it was.

“Jungkook, we have trouble! Their distress call was picked up by another Federation ship and it’ll be here within the next 30 minutes. Get Vairuit and leave!”

Jimin’s voice came over his earpiece, slightly raised in his alarm. It wasn’t just about the facial recognition now, they had backup coming to them. He gritted his teeth, the muscles in his jaw working. Another officer announced the same thing, bringing glee to the Major’s face as he gloated about his prize. He really wasn’t any better than the pirates and a wash of bile threatened to spill out, the sick feeling rising at the thought. He was disgusted by them as he thought about the Not All Federation signs he had seen. From what he kept running into, it really was all those pigs that just wanted to capitalize on all of them. They just had the law to hide behind and the pirates were just selfish.

He reached down and picked up a gun, slowly looking it over as he made sure that the thing still worked. Almost immediately, the rest of the officers raised their’s in response to him. He’d already dodged some shock batons and such but he didn’t want to spill blood on their good deed--but now it was needed. The road to Hell was paved with good intentions, the story of his goddamn life. It was like a fog had appeared on the ship, the atmosphere going colder as he straightened up. The rage that he had locked up for so long was threatening to overspill, the urge to kill them all because he wanted to protect them all. He may not have known some of them for long but the protective instinct that he had reared its head when the threat was made.

Jungkook would protect what was his and all of them on their ship were all his. Including Jin, whom he had looked after since the beginning of his freedom. The flashes of his broken body yelling at him to let him pilot, the blood pouring out of his eyes from the escape. It was a damned miracle that he even got them out of there, the stress of the event nearly killing him. He could have left him there to deal with his sins but Jin pulled him along too. Jungkook couldn’t-- no, wouldn’t have that happen again.

His eyes seemed to glow again, his breath almost stopping as he leaped forward and started to shoot. Several of the officers fell, the spray of bullets taking out some of the consoles as well. However, a lucky shot clocked him in the jaw and sent him backward. Before he could whip around and shoot the offender, a blue light appeared between him and the rest of the officers on the bridge. A hand roughly pulled him up and Jungkook whipped around, ready to fight as he realized it was Vairuit. She saw his face and let him go, a bit shocked that he was like that. The Major started to scream and rail, wailing that they were getting away. He gave the man a disgusted look and threw the weapon down before walking ahead of them. The alert was given to the whole ship but what they found wasn’t a guard waiting on them--it was all of them trapped behind force fields as they walked.

Vairuit paused before getting on the Antares , looking back behind her. Jungkook had already stomped his way aboard, shouldering everyone away when they asked him what was going on. Nyala came out there with her and touched her on the shoulder, ever so slightly but enough to catch her attention. The Mao looked up at her and pointed, her long finger showing that there was one more person coming their way. Nyala had to smile as she realized that it was the man she had previously talked with. Along with Vairuit, he boarded the ship as well with an armful of belongings.

They pulled away from the ship, just as the other was getting there. However, their new passenger made sure that the other was just as disabled when they left. Some electrical charges were left near the engines, a type of EMP that was amplified by the disabled ship’s systems. It triggered when they jumped to subspace, rendering the other ship unable to follow as well.

“How dumb do you guys actually have to be?” Yoongi stood in front of everyone, including the new person with his arms crossed over his chest. “All of this fucking shit could have been for nothing if you’d been caught. And you drug him along too!”

The new person shrugged and took a seat at the table that they had all gathered around. They had gotten away safely but now were on high alert for any and all Federation ship in the area. The man had requested any and all information pertaining to the ship as well as the android from Nyala, who had obliged. He had the various devices spread out on the table while Yoongi railed at the rest of them.

“We couldn’t leave them there, Yoongi! I would think, you of all people would understand a little compassion with all your gifts. After all, you stuck your neck out for me and got me out of things that I was never supposed to be in! Even Jin and Jungkook owe you a little bit too!” Everyone looked surprised at Jimin’s outburst, slamming his hand down on said table. There was a very audible crack that they could hear which even made the newcomer look at him in surprise. Jimin took a breath and bent his head down, apologizing for the outburst in a very small voice. Nyala walked towards him but he took one look at her, shaking his head before leaving the room. It was then that another temper was lost as she whirled around on Yoongi herself.

He looked taken aback when she did, even Jungkook backing up a bit. Vairuit had been behind him when he did so, his body pressing up against hers. Normally she would have pushed him off or something but now that Nyala had broken her resolve, she wasn’t sure that moving was the best idea.

“How can you keep doing this, Yoongi? What is your real reason for being here? Just to undermine everything because it’s not in your control? I know the tension between you and Jimin is because of us but to hold that against every little thing we do is beyond childish. Get over your broken feelings and realize that we all are out here because of one thing or another. What matters is that we keep this from the Pirates--keeping them from DOING SHIT THAT HAS BEEN DONE TO US.”

The last part was screamed as her emotions finally got the better of her. Yoongi’s mouth opened and closed before he finally turned heel in the opposite direction. Jin attempted to go after him but Jungkook reached over to grab him. He shook his head, saying that he needed to be left alone. But he wasn’t the only focus of Nyala’s rage in that moment as she turned to Jungkook himself.

“And you! Why did you have to go on that killing spree?! You just made things worse for us!”

“It was either them or us since the Major wanted to make a profit off of us and you obviously can’t afford for this ship or anything/anyone being taken.” The man at the table answered for him. He sighed and stood up, pointing at Jungkook but he was really looking at his hands that had found their way behind him to shove Vairuit into the wall. “Those hands have already shed blood of others before so you knew as well if you wanted to protect others. Sometimes we must do what we have to in that aspect. As you should know, Nyala.”

His pointed words deflated Nyala as she realized that she had lashed out at them without provocation. She muttered an apology to them before leaving herself, to calm herself down. Jungkook nodded his acceptance as he left himself, the tension still high. So he, in turn, left himself to head to his room. Jin sighed as Vairuit suddenly moved, walking with a purpose in the direction that Yoongi went. Rubbing his face again, he leaned against the wall as he watched the man gather up the devices and placing them in a hanging pouch that he wore around his chest.

“Can you show me to the Android and the cargo hold? I want to be able to start as soon as possible.”

Jin pushed himself off the wall and ran a hand through his dark hair, the unnatural eyes that he had glowing as they worked. He checked the systems, making sure that everything was still running correctly since putting it on autopilot. He paused when the AI suddenly announced itself at his words, very obviously listening when it didn’t need to. Putting a hand on his chest in alarm, he had to calm his heart down when the thing was speaking to the man. There was going to be trouble out of that thing, he was sure of it.

That area is currently off-limits to visitors. Miss Nyala requested you be added as a crew member. Please state your name and designation before I relinquish rights to you, sir.

“My name is Namjoon. I am the Chief Engineer and the only person that can keep you guys afloat.”

Hello! Could I please get a fic for prompt #2: “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.” A supernatural AU would be great and it can be any member of BTS.

Howdy! Congrats on being our first request! We’ll be happy to oblige. We’ll be completing and answering all requests when the open ask period is over! 

Please look forward to it!  -Admin T

Make It Right [BTS Mafia!AU]

Pairings: Jin x OC | Taehyung/Hoseok x OC | Yoongi/Jungkook x OC Genre: BTS Mafia!AU Warnings: Graphic Violence, Heavy Language, Angst, Smut, Slow Burn WC: 3,228 Prologue 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 “It’s always darkest before the dawn…” It’s a dog-eat-dog world in Seoul, South Korea. One has to dwell in the shadows in order to reach for the light. What are you willing to sacrifice in order to feel the sunlight on your face? What will it take to drag you back into darkness? How long will the journey be to make it right?

AO3 | WP

Chapter 15: Burning Up

"Live life however you want, it’s yours anyway. Stop trying, it’s okay to lose."

Jungkook’s feet were heavy as he made his way up the stairwell that led to Eden’s rooftop apartment. The brick was cold against his palms, but he hardly felt it. His mind was racing – no, reeling over Yoongi’s arrival. He couldn’t help but wonder how the two of them knew each other. Yoongi made no mention of knowing someone like Eden and she was the sort of person who unintentionally stuck out. He’d only known her for a few months, but it seemed like she knew Yoongi for even longer. Longer than he could probably guess on his own.

When he reached the top, he paused. There was silence below him. Curiosity compelled him and so Jungkook took a few steps towards Eden’s front door. He opened it slowly, then closed it.

But he remained outside.

Quieting his steps, Jungkook crossed the rooftop and stood near the edge of the building. Keeping to the shadows, he leaned over and peeked down below. Even from that height, he could see Eden shaking and it wasn’t from the cold. His eyes shifted toward his friend, watching the man he admired so much as he took another slow drag from his cigarette.

“You,” Eden began, the anger clear in her tone.

“That’s right. I’m one of the Golden Jackals.”

Yoongi’s voice was cold. He spoke to her the way he did just before he was preparing to pummel someone into the ground. He’d never heard him speak that way toward a woman, however. Which made Jungkook curious.

How deep was the connection they had?

There was a scraping sound on the pavement, drawing Jungkook’s eyes back to the scene that was unfolding in front of him.

“Min Yoongi, The Lightning Claw.”

Silence stretched on for what felt like an eternity. He couldn’t see Eden’s face, but he saw her reaching into her pocket. Jungkook’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“You son of a bitch.”

And then he saw her pulling a switchblade from her pocket. Jungkook’s body shifted involuntarily, reacting before his mind could fully process what was happening.

“You fucking…SON OF A BITCH!”

Jungkook knew there was not enough time for him to do anything. Before he could even inhale, Eden rushed at Yoongi and he unconsciously held his breath as his older brother stopped her within seconds of her plunging the knife into him. Her back was to him, but he didn’t need to see her face to imagine the fury in her eyes. There was a pained expression that filled his face as he watched Yoongi blocking her punch, holding fast to both of her arms.

Was it because he was a gangpae after all? Eden told him that she didn’t care about that sort of thing and he was inclined to believe that. But with how she responded to Yoongi, he had to wonder.

He wished he could see her face to accurately determine just why she was so mad at his brother.

“You liar! You goddamn fucking lying sack of shit!” She tried to break free but Yoongi refused to release her. “Let me go! LET ME GO!”

Jungkook blinked rapidly as he watched Yoongi spin Eden around in his arms, forcing her back against his chest. He took a step back, hoping that she wouldn’t feel the sudden inclination to look up and see him. There were grunts coming from them both as they struggled against one another. Taking a step forward, he peeked back down below.

“How could you lie to me? After all these years, you had me believing I was nothing to you!”

His lips parted slightly. Years? he thought, they’ve known each other…for years?

Brows furrowed, Jungkook’s lips pressed together in a thin line and he couldn’t help the envious emotion that clawed at his heart. Yoongi knew a woman like Eden for years and he’d been struggling to make a connection with her for the last few months. She hadn’t pushed him away, but she certainly wasn’t letting him through the walls she’d built around her heart.

Dark eyes shifted from Eden’s furious face to the guilt-ridden one that etched over Yoongi’s.

“I did it because I didn’t want you wrapped up in this shit, Eden!”

And then, like a bolt of lightning out of the blue, it hit Jungkook. He remembered the look on Yoongi’s face the other day when they finished up their business. When he asked Jungkook if the “Stubborn Tiger” knew about his background, about the life he lived. The remorse was evident then. Yoongi had regrets about something and now it was clear why.

Yoongi and Eden had been in a relationship.

“That wasn’t your choice to make! It was mine, you bastard! It was mine and you took it from me!” Eden’s voice cut through his thoughts and he looked down toward them. “You never even let me make the choice for myself, you asshole.”

When Eden sobbed, Jungkook’s heart twisted inside his chest. He’d never seen her so emotional. She was normally blunt, carefree and with a clap-back at the ready. She laughed loudly and always voiced her thoughts whenever she had them. Stubborn and even a bit reckless, Jungkook found himself drawn to her. After poking and prodding, he’d discovered that she was an orphan just like him. He’d believed there was a connection.

Was he wrong? Had he been completely wrong from the start?

He watched as Eden slapped Yoongi across the face, seeing her tear-stained cheeks shining under the streetlights. Jungkook never saw Eden cry over anything. Seeing it now, he knew that he wasn’t a fan of the look.

Even if she did look pretty when she cried.

“Is that why you finally decided to tell me the truth? Because you’ve figured out that I not only know Raelyn Unnie, but Jimin and Jungkook too? Because your little lie was finally going to come back full circle and kick you in the balls?”

His brother didn’t answer him. Jungkook hurt for Yoongi. He’d never seen him like this in all the years he’d known him. It left him feeling hollow on the inside because he knew there was nothing he could say or do to comfort his brother.

“You’re a real piece of work, you know that, Min Yoongi?”

Her hurried steps reached his ears and Jungkook didn’t bother trying to hide or pretend that he’d just stepped out. A heaviness weighed on his heart, so heavy that he just sat down on the edge of the rooftop border. A cold wind blew against his back, causing his breath to come out as a small cloud. He heard her reach the top of the roof, but he didn’t have the heart to look at her.

Hearing her footsteps slow to a halt, he finally lifted his head to look up and saw that she was standing just a few feet away from him. Eden’s cheeks were smeared from where she’d probably tried to wipe her tears. When the next gust of wind blew, it caused her curly hair to fly in every direction.

“You saw?”

Jungkook nodded slowly.

He saw her eyes narrow. “You knew about it, didn’t you?”

His eyes widened.

“Is that why you approached me? Because you knew about my relationship with Yoongi?”

“What?” he said, his eyes narrowing slightly. “No, that’s not—”

She spread her arm out in a wide flourish. “Of all the shops in Gangnam, you decided to come to mine? Because you happened to have broken down nearby?” Her hand curled into a fist at her side and Jungkook felt his own hands forming into fists at his thighs. “Do you really expect me to believe that now?”

He rose to his feet. “Noona, I’m telling you that that’s not—”

“Just how long have you been laughing at me behind my back, Jeon Jungkook?!”

Once again, his body was moving faster than his mind could keep up. In seconds, he crossed the short distance between them and grabbed her by her wrists. Eden tried to wring her hands free, but he held onto them tightly. He could feel her shaking against his palms and when she finally looked at him, he could see tears forming in her eyes again.

It was like he’d been kicked in the gut.

“Eden!” He dropped the honorific for a moment – a slip of the tongue – but this caused her to stop moving long enough for him to collect his thoughts. “I swear to you, that I didn’t know. None of us did. Hyung never even told us that he had a girlfriend.”

A loud, bitter laugh exploded from Eden and it caused him to loosen his grip on one of her wrists. She flung it free so she could land a punch at his shoulder. Jungkook grunted, the blow taking him by surprise. He knew that Eden could fight, but he never imagined that her punch would sting.

“He and I dated for three years and you’re telling me that he never even hinted that he was with someone?” She released another dark laugh. “Do you take me for a fucking moron?”

“It’s true, Eden Noona.”

Jungkook and Eden both turned toward the direction of her front door and saw Jimin slowly closing it behind him. His brows furrowed and he brushed some of his chestnut hair away from his forehead.

“Jimin Hyung…”

Jimin slowly walked toward them, pausing just a foot away from them.

“We knew that Yoongi Hyung was dating someone, but we never knew who and he never outright told us. Whenever we asked to meet her, he refused to even give us your name.” Jimin sighed. “I never would have imagined that it was you, Noona.”

Jungkook saw Eden’s expression contort with anger and hurt. Her arms relaxed and he let go of her, watching as they fell limply at her side. She looked like someone had pulled the rug right out from under her and she’d gotten the wind knocked out of her lungs. More tears slid down her face and she didn’t even bother wiping them from her cheeks.

“So, all this time,” she said softly, her voice halfway broken from the yelling she’d done earlier, “he kept me hidden away. Like some dirty little secret.”

“That’s not true,” Jungkook replied, not sure if he wanted to continue speaking, “he was always happy whenever he said he was leaving to go on a trip with his special someone. He probably regrets not being honest with you.”

Eden cut her eyes toward him. “Don’t make excuses for him! He lied to me, to my face, for years! And I…I felt like…” She didn’t finish. Jungkook saw her take a breath, closing her eyes as she did so. When she finally opened them again, she looked at Jimin. “Is Rae Unnie alright?”

Jimin offered her a small smile. “Yeah, I tucked her into bed after giving her water and Tylenol. She’s passed out now.”

“Good.” Eden turned to head back inside and Jungkook grabbed the sleeve of her jacket. Without looking at him, she yanked her arm free. “Don’t. Just…just don’t.” Brushing past Jimin, she headed toward her front door. “…be careful going back home. Goodnight.”

And without waiting for them to wish her the same, she slipped inside and closed the door. Jungkook watched her silhouette shuffle around the front entrance before she disappeared inside. When Jimin sighed, Jungkook turned to look at him. He saw his own pitiful expression mirrored in Jimin’s eyes and he flinched slightly when he felt his brother’s hand falling onto his shoulder.

“Let’s go home.”

Swallowing the lump in his throat, he nodded.

“Okay, Hyung…”

Three Days Later Seoul – Jangan; Dongdaemun District South Korea

Jungkook’s brow twitched when Jimin’s fist collided with Taehyung’s cheek. The blow was swift, knocking Taehyung off balance and he watched him struggle to keep himself upright. When he finally did regain his balance, Jimin kicked him in the stomach. A loud grunt echoed through the warehouse as Taehyung doubled over in pain. But Jimin gave him no quarter; landing an uppercut to his jaw. Jungkook watched as his brother’s feet flew out from under him – his back crashing onto the concrete floor.

The warehouse was filled with shipping crates – a storehouse owned by Kim Pilsoo. Pilsoo Hyung stood near the entrance with a group of his men. Jungkook’s eyes lifted to spy Lee Minhyuk, the Jindo Dog of the Jade Fangs, standing nearby with his own entourage. His arms were folded across his chest, his auburn fringe falling just over his eyelids. Minhyuk’s expression remained neutral as Taehyung continued to receive his punishment.

No one made a sound except for Taehyung. He struggled to sit up and failed. Jungkook clenched his jaw tight, watching his brother only manage to roll over onto his stomach – using his forearms to lift himself up.

Jimin kicked him in the ribs.

Jungkook could feel the other members of their group shifting uncomfortably behind him. He held his arm out at an angle, his hand curled into a fist to get them stop their fidgeting. A wracking cough exploded from Taehyung and he vomited up a bit of blood onto the floor. A crimson trail trickled from the cut on his brow and droplets fell from his chin to mesh with the bloodstains on the floor. His cheeks were red and swollen from the abuse he’d endured from Jimin for the last thirty minutes.

Without even having to examine him, Jungkook could tell something was probably broken.

Finally, Jimin pivoted on his heel and swung his leg across Taehyung’s face – the heel of his boot crashing into his cheek. Jungkook could taste blood in his mouth as he watched Taehyung’s body flop from the impact. A few seconds of silence transpired and Jungkook sighed quietly, his eyes roving over Taehyung’s unconscious form.

Jimin wiped the sweat from his brow with the sleeve of his leather jacket. He looked at Lee Minhyuk whose eyes remained on Taehyung’s form lying prone on the ground. “Is that satisfactory?”

Minhyuk finally lifted his gaze to meet Jimin’s, his expression unchanged. Another handful of seconds passed and then he smirked, a scoff pushing from his chest. “Yes, that’s enough.” He glanced over toward Pilsoo and bowed his head politely. “Thank you for being the mediator, Pilsoo Hyung. I know Changkyun-ah appreciates it as well.”

Pilsoo grunted, gesturing for his men to move. They all took their places on either side of the door, forming a line across from each other. “Never mind. I’m just glad this matter has been settled.”

“So am I, Hyung,” Minhyuk said with a laugh, “so am I.” He looked at the men in his group and gestured with his chin. “Let’s go.” They bowed to him and began filing out of the warehouse. He paused, casting a sidelong glance toward Jimin and Jungkook as their own men began gathering Taehyung up from the floor. “Consider the offense resolved.” He flashed Jimin a wide smirk, his eyes narrowing. Jimin didn’t smile back. “It was good to see you, Jimin-ah.”

“Same to you, Minhyuk Hyung.”

No one else spoke another word as the Jade Fang members exited the warehouse. Pilsoo waited until they all were in their vehicles and drove away before turning to look back at them. The older man sighed and Jungkook could only hang his head slightly from shame.

“You boys need to be more careful,” he snapped, though his voice did not raise in pitch, “don’t you realize how much Hoseok is doing to maintain order? What you do reflects back on him.”

Jimin bowed deeply. “Yes, I know, Pilsoo Hyung.”

“You’re all young and a bit hot-headed, I get it. But things are different now. It’s not like when I was your age.” Pilsoo sighed. “Especially since you’re trying to go straight. Getting into this world is easy. Getting out is the hard part.”

Jungkook bowed his head but remained silent. Jimin spoke instead.

“We understand, Pilsoo Hyung.”

“Good.” They heard him sigh again; a tired sound. “Now go and get him looked at. I know it hurt you more than it did him, Jimin-ah.”

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jimin’s hands curling into fists at his sides. But they both refused to lift their heads up. Jungkook’s throat felt like it was closing. He finally closed his eyes, his face still pointing to the ground.

“Thank you, Pilsoo Hyung,” he heard Jimin say. The two of them stood back up, straightening their posture. Jimin looked at Taehyung who was still unconscious. “Let’s go.”

The others bowed to both Jimin and Jungkook, ushering Taehyung out of the warehouse. Jimin followed them, helping them get their friend into the car. Jungkook turned to give another bow of respect to Kim Pilsoo. Then he hopped into the sedan with Jimin.

Taehyung’s body was pressed against the seat and he groaned softly as he began to regain consciousness. “Is it over?” he asked while licking the cut on his lower lip.

Jimin didn’t answer him. Instead, he knocked on the window separating the backseat from the driver and passenger seat. “Cha Gangnam Medical Center,” he said, his voice even, “let’s go.”

Both Jungkook and Taehyung blinked at Jimin. “But, that’s the hospital Rae Noona works at…”

Taehyung tried to sit up but winced, causing him to sit back against the seat again. “H-Hyung…”

“Shut-up,” clipped Jimin as he folded his arms and closed his eyes, “I’m not doing you any favors. I just don’t want to hear your bitching later.”

Jungkook smirked, shaking his head as Taehyung tried to smile but wound up wincing again from his split lip.

They were all going to get an earful.

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