Mercenary |BTS JIMIN MERCENARY FF|

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'I suppose it would be nice to give him a heart attack in the end.' I chuckle

'That's settled then. Let's get on this and get it done and over with.'

'I'll go grab the man of the hour. You have 5 minutes to get ready.' Jimin announces. 'You try to cover yourself well, okay?' He spoke to me almost softly

'Okay.' I just nodded. I can't be bothered to explain that I'm not an idiot, but I know he's just worried

By the time he went brought Isui upstairs with a bag over his head and him barely walking, everyone else was ready and dressed. They did ask me to stay quiet if I can until we get to the port.

Jimin took him with him, accompanied by Namjoon and Yoongi, and I went with Hoseok, Taehyung, Jin and Jungkook.

'Are you really okay with this?' Jin asks

'I have more feelings towards this car than that man. He's done nothing but bring chaos and destruction to everyone he ever came close to. I wish he died 20 years ago.'

'I know the feeling.' He smiled a little, but he looked almost sad. 'My old man was in some dark shit himself.'

'Human trafficking?' I ask, and his eyes open wide in shock. I figured I'd just give him the short version of explanation. 'Jimin.'

'Should have guessed. He really did tell you a lot.' He chuckles. 'But yes, he was in a human trafficking ring and pulled me into it when I was about 18. I was stuck there for 5 years. Every day I wished to end myself because of everything I've seen. But I mostly wanted to kill him for bringing me into it. I have never been happier than when Namjoon found me. He gave me a choice, which I gladly took. And I haven't looked back since.'

'I'd say you're doing well for yourself.' I nudge him a bit

'It's not the easiest life, but it's certainly heaven compared to what I've been in. And I get to live with these bunch of crackheads, so it's never boring.'

'That's just rude.' Jungkook pouts

'Shut up and drive, kid.' Jin flicked him from the back

'I'll just drive us off the road. I'm not afraid to die.' Jungkook threatens

'Kids and their temper tantrums.' Hoseok giggles

'Someone is about to have a tantrum, and it's not me.' Jungkook says as he spoke the car. We were at the port, getting on the dock.

'Let's get moving.'

We got out to see Jimin pulling Isui out of the car, dragging him over to the edge of the dock, putting him down on his knees, facing us.

He could barely stand on his knees, with his arms tied up behind him and his head covered with a black hood. He was breathing heavily, his chest moving up and down in exhaustion.

I stood back with the guys, watching Jimin and Yoongi set him up.

'Any last words?' Jimin asks him, but he's just silent. 'Let's see if that changes.'

He pulled the hood off his head that was hanging down low. He was more dead than alive. He did take a few deeper breaths now that he didn't have that bag over his head anymore.

Jimin crouched in front of him, and Yoongi pulled his head back by his hair, forcing him to look up.

'I think you might wanna look around a bit.'
Even though Jimin was a few feet away, we could hear him clearly.

Isui barely kept his eyes open as they darted around, and then it looked like he stopped breathing. 'Rain...' his eyes were more wide open, looking directly at me

Jimin got up and walked over straight to me. I think he wanted to simply piss him off one last time.
He cupped my face from both sides, holding me gently as he kissed me, slowly cupping my lips once by one. It was a sensual kiss that should not be for the public. But he did it anyway, making me smile. 'I see you raided my closet again.' He was caressing my face from both sides, looking into my eyes.

'Get used to it.' I smile back at him

'Rain... you're alive?' Isui spoke up, pulling my attention away

'I am. Did you think I'd die that easily?' I ask

'Him... you and him...' he mumbled, looking at me and Jimin who was standing next to me with his arm around me shoulders, and me leaned into him

'Oh, yes.' I smile, looking at Jimin. 'I'm sorry you won't be able to make it to the wedding.' That one made Jimin chuckle a bit.

'You betrayed me.' He suddenly turned angry. 'My own blood.'

'I would much rather not be.' I grimace a bit. 'You put me through hell. Him as well. Ton of others, too. You don't deserve to breathe. I truly hope that wherever you go, you suffer.'

'I should have killed you along with your mother.' He spits out

'Sometimes I wish you did.' I agree. 'But you don't have to worry about that anymore. Your clan is gone. Everything you built is gone now. We made sure of it. I'll see you down in hell one day. Save me a good seat.'

He was seething with rage, almost foaming at his mouth.

'We are so nice that we even gave you time to say goodbye.' Jimin sighs. 'Have fun in hell. Until we meet again.'

He nodded at Yoongi who pulled him right on the edge of the dock, then Jimin pulled out a knife, flipping it over twice before throwing it directly into his heart, letting his body drop into the water with a loud splash.

'I expected that to feel a lot better. But I don't feel a thing.' Jimin murmurs

'I feel better, though.' I exhale in relief. 'He's finally gone.'