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30 minutes Earlier
Seokjin meets Yoongi outside of the building. Slapping him on the back of the head for his tardiness.
"Our leaving parties have a tradition," Seokjin explained coyly, his hands braced behind her back. "The person leaving has to wear this tiara, all night" he whips out his hands and holds out a sparkly, fake diamond encrusted tiara, similiar to ones he had seen shoved onto the heads of crying 8 year olds in Beauty pageants.
"I think I'll pass. Don't really feel like royalty" Yoongi shies away from her pushy hands as the giant man tries to place the tiara on his head.
Seokjin pouts down at him, then looks down at the piece of plastic, "But it's tradition" he whines, then bats his eyelashes at Yoongi, "Come on. Just for tonight. Pretty please"
"Can't I just get a beer instead" he pointedly stares in distaste at the red punch.
Seokjin shoves the sharp ends of the tiara into Yoongi's coiffed hair, smiling happily when it remains in place. Yoongi sighs, already feeling silly but not wanting to protest too much. He had expected for the party to be a small gathering with maybe a candle in a cupcake as everyone sang their farewells.
What he got instead was a rented out building with a large enough lobby to accommodate at least 500 people. Yoongi didn't even know 20 people. He barely recognized some of the people there but they all seemed to know him. There was food and drinks in abundance as a busy and efficient catering team whizzed around the room in fancy uniforms, offering canapés and topping up drinks with lightning speed. There was even a tribute band performing in the background, playing songs such as 'I Can't Stand Losing You' by the Police, 'Baby Come Back,' by UB40 and other songs of a similar vein.
“What is this?" Yoongi said to the room at large, feeling perplexed when he caught sight of a highly unflattering billboard-sized photo of him printed with the words 'Yoongi's Leaving Party (He'll regret it!) - 2017'.
"Surprise!" the crowd said back to him in unison while someone threw rice at Yoongi ceremonially, almost blinding him when a grain of it got in his eye.
"Samantha, for goodness sake, boy, he's not getting married," Someone rebuked as Hoseok slapped Yoongi on the back and cheerfully said,
"Yoongi! Welcome to your goodbye party. Here, have a drink. Mark made it himself. He calls it the Tears-of-Yoongi-a-drink-of-strength. Hold your nose first though, it's strong enough to knock out a horse"
"Um, guys, this is lovely and everything but don't you think this is all a bit much?" Yoongi said to his friends as he gave a fake smile and a cheery wave to the rest of the cheering crowd, who were safely out of earshot. "I heard that at the last farewell party the lady only got a $20 voucher and she worked for the company for fifteen years."
"Yes but no one really liked her. Also, she used to watch the video feeds of men using the bathroom," Seokjin revealed before dropping a kiss on his cheekbone in greeting and linking his long arm with an somewhat recognizable young man, possibly his boyfriend.
"Anyway, after he stopped being an asshole, Jimin was determined to make yours the best one yet. He even ignored Jungsoo when he went a little crazy with the budget. He financed most of this himself”
Seokjin seems to read the look in Yoongi's eyes and smiles secretly. The tall man turns his head and points toward the bar where Jimin is trying to look as if he hadn't been staring at Yoongi the entire time. The idol pretends to scan the room with eyes, making Seokjin laugh at his antics.
Seokjin shoves Yoongi forward the pat on his buttocks. "Go get him, tiger"
Yoongi smirks at her and points to his tiara, "That's Princess Tiger, to you peasant"
The other man sticks out his weirdly red tongue at him.
The smiles slides off Yoongi's face once he's close enough to Jimin. The younger man looks way too delicious in a closely fitting red shirt, his hair back to it's rich black color. Mark, Hoseok and a couple of familiar faces are also hanging around close by at the bar.
Yoongi waves at them, even sending a pleasant smile at Taemin, who is almost unrecognizable as a red head.
Jimin smirks and pokes at the tiara, "Nice crown there princess"
Yoongi smacks his hand away, dragging his eyes from the flash of skin Jimin's movement caused as his ridiculous tight shirt rode up.
"Jimin, are you insane?” Yoongi said when he had finally stopped imagining licking Jimin. “How much money did all this cost?"
"You're a valued employee Yoongi. At Bighit, we look after our own,” Jimin said, quite obviously avoiding the question before pulling out a leaflet from his pocket and handing it to Yoongi. “Our retirement package is so generous, in fact, that it has been featured in the Financial Times three years running. Look at this written testimonial from Kibum here. Kibum came to us from SM Entertainment, slave drivers I tell you. In fact, I see him there by the punch bowl – Kim! Why don’t you come over here and tell Yoongi all about our packages and why this company is the right fit for him?”
"Good God, would you stop that?" Yoongi groaned, pulling Jimin away from their amused friends before he embarrassed them both any further. Yoongi then slapped the leaflet away as Jimin waggled it under his nose. "And put that away, would you? You sound like one of those commercials that try and sell you spray on condoms"
"I'll stop if you stay," Jimin said, dropping his voice so only Yoongi could hear that hint of desperation in his tone. It was like a switch of tables. For once Yoongi wasn't the one trying to desperately persuade Jimin.
"Jimin, look, it's not as easy as that," Yoongi tried to explain. "I-"
"No. I don't want you go"
"Jimin stop it. God, stop being so selfish all the time. I cannot remain your bodyguard and help Taehyung. I need to leave so that I can..."
"Yoongi, for God's sake, this isn't about you being my fucking bodyguard," Jimin said, getting frustrated.
"Then what the hell is it about!?" Yoongi demanded, finally losing his temper.
"It's about the fact I'm absolutely crazy about you, you complete and utter bat!" Jimin screamed out, his voice echoing around the large room and making every person in attendance turn to look at him in shock.
Where did the fucking music go? Jimin fidgets nervously under all the attention he and Yoongi are suddenly recieving.
Yoongi, who Jimin had always seen to maintain a look of dignity in the scariest of situations, looked absolutely flabbergasted. His jaw fell open at this confession, practically scraping the floor in his surprise and Jimin dropped his face in his hands, silently plotting revenge on his own brain for letting that one slip.
And then, just when he thought his life couldn't get any more screwed up, everything went to hell.
A moment later, Yoongi has stiffened beside him, a look of fierce rage on his face as he looks toward the staircase.
Jimin casts his gaze in that direction, gasping at the sight.
An unfamiliar man has an arm around a squirming Jungkook's neck, a gun pointed at the side of the officer's head.
"Oh my God, that was so touching. I would clap but I've got my hands full" the man states smugly.
There is a furious set of distressed whispering coming from the crowd.
Jimin turns to question Yoongi and notices that the man has suddenly gone extremely pale, his eyes wide and unbelieving as if staring at a ghost.
The gun man smiles knowingly, eyes finding Yoongi in the crowd, "Hello old friend. Sorry to crash your party. But you know me. I always like to be the center of attention"
The man smirks devilishly.
"Jo-Minhyuk! Minhyuk how-"
The name sounds familiar but it doesn't register to Jimin right away.
This Minhyuk person is grinning happily, "How did I survive you wonder?" Minhyuk slams the butt of the gun into Jungkook's jaw, the brutal sound of metal hitting flesh echoing in the room. Jungkook stops trying to escape, momentarily dazed from the blow.
Jimin cries out for his friend. "Who the hell are you!?"
Minhyuk finally draws his attention away from Yoongi.
"Ah, yes, Jimin. Nice to finally meet you face to face. I am your 'stalker'" the man says mockingly.
Jimin gasps along with several others. Stalker? The man’s face isn’t even vaguely familiar.
"Minhyuk, what, why...whatever you’re thinking about doing. It's not worth it. This place will be surrounded by cops any minute now..."
"Hm. Oh Yoongi. Don't you know by now that I'm a master of playing dead?"
Recognition dawns on Jimin just as Jungkook barks out with a loud demand, "He has Taehyung!?!"
This man.
This man who had been supposedly dead for all these years, had Taehyung.
Oh God.
Taehyung...no...
"I'll leave, but only after you give me what I want"
Yoongi stiffens, moving instinctively to shield Jimin from view. Minhyuk laughs at the sight.
"Silly Yoongi. I don't want your little bitch. I want you" Minhyuk's eyes narrow on their target before he shoves Jungkook away from him, sending the officer skidding down the remaining stairs.
"The only reason" Minhyuk stresses the words with each step he takes on his way down, "I took this job, was to get back at you"
Minhyuk makes a point of walking directly on Jungkook's back, gaining a groan from the officer. "You think its easy finding a fucking stable job when you’re supposed to be dead! But imagine my luck when a desperate, rich manager requests someone to act as stalker for the famous Park Jimin"
"I wasn't going to accept it at first. Then I saw your name on the file and that you had been enlisted as the bodyguard. Apparently, Jungsoo had been the one originally pretending to be the stalker but after the CEO's hired Yoongi, he knew he would need outside help if he wanted to look unsuspicious"
Jungsoo had hired this guy?
Jungsoo was behind all of this!
"No, No, you're lying!" Jimin declares, shoving his way through the crowd. Yoongi grabs his arm and keeps the fiery idol in place.
Minhyuk smiles, "Why would I lie? You know what he told me when he hired me?" he pauses for dramatic effect, "He said that I should do whatever I wanted as long as it ruined you. He wanted to see your career go up in flames and he didn't care if I hurt you in the process"
"He's lying!" Jungsoo looks worse for wear as he stumbles into view. He has a bloody nose, bits of blood staining his cheeks and lips.
The older man flashes pleading eyes at Jimin, “I’m…sorry. No one was ever supposed to get killed!” Jungsoo gapes at Minhyuk, pointing an accusing finger, “He’s fucking crazy. He has Taehyung somewhere in Japan, he’s going to kill h-“
No one saw Minhyuk move, but he did. The man had turned slightly, aimed with confidence and fired a shot, catching Jungsoo in the arm. The manager screams bloody murder as he falls onto his back.
The crowd is in an instantaneous uproar which only seems to irritate Minhyuk further. The man sends two warning shots skyward.
“Yoongi, don’t make me start firing off random shots. Who knows” Minhyuk makes a show of looking around the room, “who I might ‘ accidentally ’ hit” The cold eyes of a killer meet Jimin’s and the knowing look the maniac sends him is enough to send cold shivers down his spine.
Yoongi pushes Jimin behind him, taking a step forward. Jimin isn’t about to let this happen, and reaches out to stop Yoongi from his stupidity.
“Are you crazy?! He’s going to kill you”
The ex-bodyguard eyes the gun in Minhyuk’s hand, regretting not bringing his own gun.
“Better me, than an innocent person, Jimin. I have to go but I’ll be back and I will bring Taehyung with me”
"Stop fucking leaving me, so that you can run off an play hero" the idol shouts, practically pleading. Jimin is conflicted as he watches Yoongi ease his way through the crowd.
When Yoongi is close enough, Minhyuk takes aim and Jimin screams in horror, already rushing forward against his better judgment. Minhyuk shoots out the light above them, cascading darkness into the room.
The crowd immediately riles up in terror, pushing and shoving others out of the way while trying to make an exit blindly. Jimin is thrown off course, pulling out his cell phone for a flashlight.
A hand grabs his shoulder and Jimin startles so hard he almost drops the phone.
Jungkook’s bloody face grimaces at him. The officer grabs Jimin’s arm and tugs him to the left.
The officer waves toward the door leading to the kitchens, “I saw Minhyuk lead him this way, hurry or we’ll lose them” Jungkook tugs again for emphasis before Jimin charges ahead of him.
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The minute they burst into the kitchen, Yoongi rounds on Minhyuk with an elbow to the face. The crunching of bone snapping echoes just before Minhyuk screeches from the blow. Yoongi is not about let Minhyuk run this show anymore. He races toward the nearest door, unsure of where it leads but determined to lead Minhyuk as far away from the rest of the party.
If Minhyuk really wants him then he'll follow after Yoongi.
Like clockwork Yoongi hears the telltale thumps of feet pounding behind him and only barely manages to push open another door before a bullet skyrockets into the wall in front him.
"I've always been a good shot Yoongi. You must know I'm missing on purpose since I could've killed you ten ways from Sunday"
Yoongi pauses, unharmed and staring into the cold golden pools of his former best friend.
"But why? Why are you here now? It's been years..."
"Years!" Minhyuk screams at him, startling Yoongi a little. The young man giggles hysterically, scratching his head carelessly with the point of his gun.
"Years he says" Minhyuk mumbles to himself crazily. When he faces Yoongi again, his eyes are wild and unfocused, "It's seems like almost yesterday to me" He raises the gun again and this time Yoongi doesn't trust him to miss.
He's already turning the knob of the door when a door behind Minhyuk burst open and Jungkook comes charging in with...
Yoongi eyes Jimin with murderous intent.
He is such an idiot!
"Ah, the bitch to the rescue" Minhyuk tucks the gun back into the waist of his pants and charges at Jungkook. Jungkook rushes forward with a punch but his fist is caught easily by a smug Minhyuk. Minhyuk pulls Jungkook closer and slams his forehead into the young officer's nose, wrenching a painful gasp from the officer.
When Minhyuk turns his sights on Jimin, Yoongi is already behind him. The ex bodyguard aims a upside kick to the side of Minhyuk's head, knocking the other man a bit off balamce.
Yoongi grabs Jimin's arm and practically hauls the other man out of the room and back into the kitchens.
"I swear if we get out of this alive I am going-" Yoongi breaks ff his threat as Minhyuk stumbles into the room mere seconds behind them. The bodyguard picks up a large pot and flings it weightlessly at Minhyuk. Unfortunately the supposed-dead-man proposes cat like reflexes and he dodges it easily. Yoongi shoves Jimin back into the lobby, following behind him.
"Jimin! The police are-" a shot rings out silencing Hoseok with a meaty thud to his left leg.
"Fucking hell Yoongi. Do you really want to test my patience! huh?!" Minhyuk barks over the distressed cry Hoseok shrieks. Mark wears a mask of fury when he slams into Minhyuk's side, managing to finally tackle the man off his feet.
Yoongi sees his chance and rushes forward, landing a kick to Minhyuk's stomach, causing the man to tense up in pain. Minhyuk hits the butt of his gun against Mark' temple leaving Mark to temporarily loosen his hold. Yoongi moves to grab the gun but Minhyuk slithers across the smooth floor and out of reach.
As soon as Minhyuk is back on his feet, Yoongi lands a roundhouse kick to his face. Disoriented Minhyuk stumbles back, giving Yoongi an opening to kick the gun out his hand. With a precised aim, Yoongi swings fist catching Minhyuk in the mouth, splitting his full bottom lip.
For a slender man Minhyuk refuses to go down easily and actually smiles at Yoongi as he eases a few feet back from him. The man spits out a disgusting glob of blood and saliva, wiping his chin. He touches his bursted lip then licks the blood from the wound.
Huffing out a laugh, he eyes the serious faces of the men in front of him. "You just gonna leave him to bleed out on the floor?" he waves at Hoseok, who has gone pale in the face and is sweating bullets as Seokjin tries to apply pressure to the wound. Mark practically growls as he eyes the psychopath, his nose bleeding a little but not serious enough to stop him from wanting to fucking hold Minhyuk down and beat him into a pulp.
"I didn't come all this way to lose to you" Minhyuk says just before racing quickly for the gun. Yoongi had predicted this but he still was not able to get to the gun in time, instead Jimin had somehow beaten them both to it.
Minhyuk grins at Jimin, then snarls in distaste.
"One step closer and I'll shoot" Jimin warns, unsure of how to operate a gun but hoping that his amateur skills didn't show.
Minhyuk doesn't respond and instead turns sideways to face Yoongi just before tackling Yoongi's torso like some kind of football player, lifting the bodyguard off his feet and a few feet away. Once Yoongi was down, Minhyuk uses his leverage of being on top to continuously slam his fist into the other man's face. Yoongi blocks a few of them but not before shouting for Jimin to shoot Minhyuk.
"What-what if I shoot you?" Jimin yells back, trying to focus the gun.
Jesus christ this was hard.
Minhyuk rushes off Yoongi but then wraps an arm around the other man's beck pulling Yoongi up until the taller man was his human shield.
"GIVE ME THE GUN!" He demands from a shaking Jimin. Jungkook finally emerges from the kitchen and moves awkwardly to stand next to Jimin and eyes Minhyuk evilly.
"Give up. You're unarmed and it's 4 against one" Mark declares just before Yoongi slams his elbow into Minhyuk's lower stomach. He loops his hands around Minhyuk's neck and pulls until he completely flips Minhyuk over his shoulder throwing the other man onto his back.
Minhyuk just laughs, "You'll never find him" he mocks Jungkook. "I mean, you're Jungkook right?" when Jungkook doesn't answer Minhyuk giggles, "I saw a picture of you in his wallet. And sometimes he cries so prettily for you. 'Jungkook, oh Jungkook please save me'" Minhyuk mocks in a high pitched tone.
Jungkook clenches his jaw and begins to stride forward with murderous intent. Yoongi shakes his head from behind Minhyuk, stopping Jungkook from coming closer.
When he notices that his taunt isn't getting the reaction he wanted Minhyuk snarls like a caged wolf, "COME ON! Don't you want to know where he is? The minute I get away from here I'll skin him alive! AND FUCKING MAIL YOU PHOTOS!"
And just like that Yoongi tightens his hold on Minhyuk and allows Jungkook to punch the delights out of Minhyuk until the man is slurring in semi-consciousness. Jimin drops the gun, rushing forward to move Jungkook away from Minhyuk. As Jungkook turns and presses his face into Jimin's neck, tearful and stubborn. Jimin gives Yoongi an approving nod.
"I'm going to kill you" is the last thing Minhyuk says before Yoongi knocks him out completely.
Yoongi lets Minhyuk's limp body slump from his arms. He straightens his tiara properly on his head.
"He picked the wrong princess"
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"He's not still not talking" Heechul sighs, wrestling himself into his stiff leather chair. He slouches forward, the clock ticking long past 2 a.m. on another long night shift.
It's been approximately 36 hours since Minhyuk was arrested and they have yet to find out where he was keeping Taehyung. The man had taken his rights to remain silent literally no form of interrogation seemed to be able to break that silence.
Thanks to Jungsoo's information they had officers scouting all the areas Minhyuk had visited in Japan but they were still coming up short.
Jungsoo had confessed to being Jimin's initial stalker.
"I just wanted to scare him a little. You do not know, he was driving me crazy! I just-I didn't mean for any of this to happen!"
"Why did you hire Minhyuk?"
"I- I, after the higher ups decided to hire you, I thought about giving up the whole stalker charade but then it might've looked a little suspicious. So I decided to hire someone who could just carry on the charade for the sake of-he just had to fucking pretend. I met a friend of mine at a seedy bar one night. I was talking...randomly about pain in the ass bosses and I just casually mentioned hiring someone to give him a good scare and my friend.."
"We will need the name of this friend"
Jungsoo gulps, "Can't, can't we just-"
"No. But for now continue"
"m-MY my friend told me there was this guy who would probably do it for some spare cash. He gave me an address and, and I was curious and so...anyways I met with him and he sort of just blew me off. I-I showed him some basic information on Jimin and a picture of you and he just fucking snapped and said he would do it and gave me a price"
"So what you're saying is that you basically orchestrated this whole thing just to scare Jimin straight? You willingly hired a possible hit man to stalk your client"
"No! No! He- he wasn't supposed to kidnap Taehyung or…shit, do any of those things. I gave him half the money to leave 3 weeks ago but he insisted on sticking around. I mean, I couldn't go to the police..."
"Obviously. I wonder who you turn to when you purposefully hire a psychopath killer and then find out you can't control him, huh?"
Jungsoo sat quietly, ducking his head to avoid the officer's stare.
"Did Minhyuk ever tell you why he wanted to stick around?"
"All-all I know is that he was obsessed with Yoongi. He never gave me a straight answer as to why"
"Did you tell him to frame Taehyung as the stalker? Did you assist in drugging Taehyung to the point of an overdose?"
"N-no" Jungsoo stammers out, looking guiltier than ever.
The officer narrows his eyes.
"I- I didn't...he told me he had a plan but I- I didn't know he was going to do that...especially not to Taehyung!"
"And yet you still didn't go to the police" the officer said matter-of-factly.
Jungsoo slams his hands on the desk, "You don't possibly know how fed up I was. I was depressed, I would've done anything to....Jimin doesn't deserve to be a famous idol. He's wreck less, ignorant and a terrible example of a Korean idol. He's famous for being a whore and I have to cover all this up! Me! When he screws up it's me..."
The officer lifts a hand to stop him from continuing "Save your sob stories for the judge."
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Jimin hasn't seen Yoongi in over 24 hours. After the paramedics had taken all the injured parties away Jimin had been escroted by the police where he had waited patiently for someone to address him personally. In the end it was his mother who burst into the precinct and demanded to take her son home. Jimin had been so relieved to see a familiar face and even more so because it was his mother than he sobbed like a baby on the drive to the hotel.
The few hours were spent sleeping and when he finally did wake up to face the day he had turned back to his bed and fallen head first into a pillow and remained there for a ridiculous amount of time.
Later he would visit Hoseok at the hospital only to find Mark squeezing hsi tall frame into bed beside Hoseok, reading the shorter man an article from a magazine.
"Bullet wounds are sexy" Mark teases, when Hoseok looks downtrodden at his bandaged leg. For emphasis Mark places a long kiss to Hoseok's cheek, mouthing his way toward Hoseok's lips.
Jimin clears hsi throat, startling Mark.
"Can't you wait until he's fully recovered?"
Mark smirks, throwing the magazine at Jimin.
"Any word on Taehyung?" Hoseok perks up curiously, a hopeful brightness filling his face.
Jimin cannot find his voice to answer and instead shakes his head.
Hoseok settles back into his pillows with a frown.
"Heard from Yoongi lately?" Jimin asks, trying to sound casual.
Mark looks over at him with a small smile, "Shouldn't we be asking you that?"
Jimin shrugs, sighing as he leaned back against the door frame. "I guess he must be busy"
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Yoongi slams his fists onto the table, trying to hold down the uncontrollable urge to scream at Minhyuk. Clenching his fists at his sides he refuses to hit the man until he tells him what he wants to hear.
Minhyuk's silence is unnerving and cynical. Yoongi had taken over the interrogation from one of the officers but he was still coming up short on getting an answer out of Minhyuk.
Finally, Yoongi settles into his seat, calm but desperate. Looking at Minhyuk he cannot help but plead with his former best friend.
"Minhyuk, Minhyuk please. Why are you doing this? He is just a kid Minhyuk! He does not deserve to die..."
"I was just a kid too when I died" Yoongi can hear every officer in the building hold their breaths. He had spoken.
Yoongi continues quickly, "But you're not dead Minhyuk. You-you survived because you had-"
"I had nothing!" Minhyuk slammed his cuffed hands on the metal desk. His eyes snapped up to stare into Yoongi's. "It was always you! Always top of the class, always Mr. fucking Perfect, always by the book and always pitying me"
Yoongi falters at that, "I- I have never pitied..."
"LIAR! You better shut the fuck up before I strangle you with the chain on these cuffs"
Calling the bluff Yoongi continues, "I never once pitied you. You were my best friend Minhyuk! I looked out for you! I - I blamed myself for a long time for your death..."
"As well you should have! Because it is your fault I died! The Minhyuk you knew died that day and I-"
"No. No . You cannot blame me for you being a reckless idiot. You stole-"
"The one time I wanted it to me getting chosen for the important missions. The one time I had the perfect opportunity to prove myself, the fucking mission blows up in my face. Literally"
"You are being unreasonable..."
Minhyuk laughs, interrupting Yoongi, "I only took the offer because I wanted to get back at you. I didn't care if that bitch got killed in the process, it was you I was trying to hurt and I soon discovered that I could hurt you by hurting Jimin. It was win, win situation" he grins.
Sensing that Minhyuk was in a chatty mood, Yoongi sat back with his arms folded and let the man talk, listening carefully. "You made the whole thing so easy. You let your guard down so many times just to protect that idiot idol and I could've killed the both of you. Getting to visit Japan and stay at a luxury hotel was a plus, unfortunately I had to occupy a basement at the stadium, prepping equipment and fiddling with the lights. Ah yes. Jungsoo suggested Taemin, and it was child's play getting his rental and giving those idiots a fake name that would lead you to Taemin. Putting the blame on Taehyung was easy because all I had to do was plant pieces of evidence and a gun on him and suddenly all his friends were doubting his innocence" he grins merrily. "The poor thing will starve to death before you find him"
Yoongi smirks, his thoughts racing. Minhyuk seems caught off guard by the smirk and proceeds to glare at Yoongi.
The ex bodyguard pulls out his cell phone, "Send a team back to the Stadium where the show was held. Check for a basement of sorts, he would've locked it, so walk with..."
Minhyuk slid over the desk with a raging growl. Yoongi steps back from the man and only has enough time to slap Minhyuk on the cheek with his phone before some officers are rushing inside to grip Minhyuk.
"I never considered myself to be better than you" is all Yoongi can manage to say to the snarling face of his former best friend. With disappointment he flees the room, wishing for the first time that Minhyuk had turly just stayed dead rather than becoming the shell of man he now was.
"Do you think he's really there?" Heechul asks.
Yoongi sighs, scratching his hair absently, "I'm praying it is"
He had suspected the basement because Minhyuk would not have mentioned it unless he had spent a significant amount of time hanging out there. Everyone would have disregarded the fact that Minhyuk would return to the stadium but where else would the man hide Taehyung than right under their noses.
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Jimin shoves a fan out of his way, continuing on his path to the new arrivals section of the airport. The airport is empty except for a few individuals rushing to and from their flights. The first person Jimin spots is Yoongi, who looks almost unrecognizable in plain blue jeans and a green t-shirt. The man's hair is ruffled as if he had just come out of the shower, his posture relaxed as he converses with someone.
He's smiling so brightly at the other man that Jimin pauses in his steps, looking at the two of them interact. Someone bumps into Jimin from behind causing him to jolt forward noisily. This draws the attention of Yoongi and his companion.
Swallowing his jealously, Jimin rushes forward intent on focusing on Taehyung.
"Is he here yet? Where is he?" he looks around Yoongi, flickering his eyes around the room.
Yoongi braces two hands on the idol's shoulder, keeping him calm. He smiles softly, which kind of terrified Jimin since Yoongi never seemed to smile that sweetly for just him. Jimin glances behind himself just to make sure that no one else was there.
Nope. All clear.
That smile was definitely for him.
Jimin returns it.
"His flight should land in the next 10 minutes or so"
Yoongi points to his companion, "This is Heechul or Sergeant as you know him"
Heechul comes over, smiling as he bows in greeting. Jimin returns it quickly.
Yoongi is saying something to Heechul when Jimin finally gives in to the niggling feeling in his gut that is threatening to burst him open if he doesn't ask.
"Uh, can we talk?"
Yoongi eyes him momentarily then nods, excusing himself from Heechul.
He leads them toward a far off corner, "So, what’s up?"
Jimin frowns, "What's up? We haven't seen each other in days and all you can say is what's up."
Yoongi rolls his eyes and smiles again. Jimin can get used to that smile.
"How are you?" and with that Yoongi pulls him into a tight hug, rubbing soothing circles on his back while just holding him for what feels like hours.
When they pull back. Jimin fidgets nervously.
"Well, considering the fact I declared my love for you in front of the entire company, you stupid fart head, I am more than a little nervous right now" Jimin said, trying to sound casual but his heart was pounding so manically that he wouldn’t be surprised if it burst out of his chest and hit Yoongi in the face.
Yoongi's eyes widened to the size of hubcaps.
"You're- you're in love with me? I...really?" he asked in a high, hopeful sort of voice. Yoongi then seemed to hear himself because he quickly let out a cough and rolled his shoulders in a manly sort of way. "Well, I mean, yes, obviously, of course you’re in love with me. I'm hot, mysterious and powerful. Why wouldn't you want some of this?"
Oh my God, Yoongi was so casual and actually trying to be funny.
Jesus, take the wheel.
I love him even more now .
"You prick, you're supposed to say it back!" Jimin laughed as he aimed a smack at Yoongi's chest, his smile so wide that he was sure that he looked like the lovesick fool he was. Easily catching Jimin's hand between both of his own, Yoongi smiled just as foolishly back at him before shrugging and saying with fake nonchalance,
"After all you put me through. I suppose you'll do." Yoongi tries to look like it's the ultimate burden but fails and just ends up looking corny.
"You suppose I'll- oh, you really are the biggest fuck-head-mmph!" Jimin squeaked because Yoongi had swooped in like a bird of prey and caught his lips in one of those earth-shattering, mind-blowing, firework-exploding movie kisses that made Jimin, much to his own dismay, swoon, his knees buckling under him.
In the tiny part of Jimin's mind that was still functioning, he realized that Yoongi had been holding back when he had kissed in the gym. That kiss had been intended to hurt, to punish, this one was so different. Because, frankly, it was other-worldly how talented Yoongi’s mouth was. From his lips, which consumed Jimin like a starving man, to the tongue that was happily plundering Jimin’s mouth to such an obscene degree that its technique was bound to be illegal in some countries, Yoongi was completely and utterly unravelling him with just a kiss.
"You guys. He's here!" Heechul shouted, alerting the two of their prior reasons for being there.
Taehyung and Jungkook were being escorted by 5 officers, all dressed in suits with their badges gleaming proudly as they walked in stride. Jungkook had flown out almost immediately when he heard that they had found Taehyung. It was only right that Jungkook would be the one to be with him with he came back.
Taehyung looked a little worse for wear. His eyes droopy, possibly from lack of sleep which just made the bags under them look even heavier. His face was almost transparent. A horrid shade of white which made his pink lips stand out boldly. Taehyung's hair was a mess of ragged cuts, some parts of it long, other strands short and sticking out.
However, he did smile brightly as Jimin and Yoongi ran up to him. Jimin got there first and Yoongi and Jungkook stood back and watched as the idol embraced the younger man. Taehyung giggled happily, choking on a laugh as Jimin hefted him off his feet.
"Put me down, already" he laughed uncontrollably until he snorted.
Jimin got a little tearful and in order to hide it (because he was a man!) he grabbed Taehyung's cheeks and began to litter his face with kisses.
Instead of complaining Taehyung just burst into giggles loving the attention.
"And if you think I'm bad, just wait till Hoseok and Mark see you"
Taehyung shivers in mock fear.
"How are you?" Yoongi asks, going in for his own hug.
When they pull back Taehyung is wearing a secret grin.
"I'm good. But apparently not as good as you guys" his eyes flicker between Yoongi and Jimin knowingly.
Jimin blushes a little, Yoongi smiles sheepishly, scratching the back of his head.
"Can't believe I missed all of the awkward touches and the confession"
Jungkook cuts in with a grin, "We all saw that one. Hopefully someone has it on video. Jimin basically screamed his love from the ceiling"
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Epilogue: (That’s right kids)
14 Months Later
“Why is yours so perfect and mine just looks like someone photoshopped it badly on me?” Jimin complains, adjusting his tie for the umpteenth time.
Taehyung huffs out a loud groan, “You’re going to make us late!” the man helps Jimin fix his tie once again, moving to straighten his own suit once he’s done.
“We should’ve hired wardrobe stylists for this. Dressing yourself for a wedding is hard” Jimin shoves Taehyung from in front of the length-view mirror, taking his place in order to observe and critically assess his look.
Taehyung huffs out a laugh, “On a budget remember? Can’t afford a 13 day honeymoon in Paris if we overspend on a lavish wedding”
Jimin frowns, then nods at the truth of the statement.
“Good thing I brought some expensive liquor from home. Or else we’d be drinking juice boxes”
A knock at the door draws their attention and Jimin is quick to bark, “No one sees the bride before the wedding!”
Taehyung slaps Jimin on the arm even as the person on the other side of the door says, “That’s for the groom you big dofus.” Hoseok shoves it open without further warning, “I can look at the bridge all I please”
However, before the shorter man can converse with them properly, a handsomely dressed Mark follows him in and grabs Hoseok by the shoulders.
“Wedding march in 5 minutes, folks, no time for chit chat” Mark proceeds to stir Hoseok out of the room.
“I still can’t believe you chose the traditional wedding march” Jimin teases.
Taehyung rolls his eyes, “What you expect me to walk down the aisle to Smack my bitch up ?”
“That’s actually a good song. I’m going to request that for the reception”
Yoongi enters the still open door, looking dashing in a well cut suit as always.
“Jimin, stop distracting Taehyung. Get the fuck out here, we need to get our seats” Yoongi extends his hand to take Jimin’s.
Jimin bats away Yoongi’s hands playfully, “I’m his maid…manservant-of-honor. I-“ Yoongi grabs him, pulling Jimin under his arm and kissing him sloppily on the lips to shut him up.
Taehyung smacks him on the arse, “Stop it. No kissing until I kiss my man. No one should kiss before the groom and groom” he sticks out his tongue at the two when Jimin flips him off distractedly.
When Jimin and Yoongi just continue to stare at each other in silent adoration, Taehyung sighs heavenward.
“One of you better catch my bouquet because there is no doubt in my mind that you two are next for a wedding”
Yoongi pulls him close, smiling into Jimin’s shoulder,
“We'll see,” he says.
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I know some of you had your heart set on smut and yoonmin sexy times but this ending was written 2 days ago and the way I wrote it would not allow for smut. Sorry babes. So sorry, forgive me :)
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