Mercenary |BTS JIMIN MERCENARY FF|

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'I knew there was something off the other week. He stopped me randomly to ask me if I have headaches or dreams. I never mentioned a thing, but that was extremely specific, so it got me on alert. Now I understand why. Thank you for this.' Jimin nods at all of them

'Your senses are as sharp as always. Even like this, you pick up on things. Unbelieveable.' Yoongi mumbled

*phone ringing*

Jimin reached for his pocket, pulling out a phone that's definitely not his.

'It's Isui.'

Everyone turned to stone.

'Yes.' Jimin answers in that steel cold tone
'Where are you? You're not home. I've been looking all over for you?' Isui's voice is clear over the line
'Apologies for not letting you know, father. I've gone out earlier. I've got some leads I'm following up on.'

Hearing him call him father makes me want to throw up.

'I see. Where are you exactly?' He insists
'I'm in Icheon. I won't be for a few more hours. There have been sightings of that woman. I'm tracking her down. I will give you a report when I'm back.' He looked at me as he said it, making me feel beyond nervous
'Right. Have at it, son. Great work.'
'I'll see you later, father.'

Jimin hung up, squeezing his phone tightly.

'Are... are you okay?' I mumble

I wondered why he wasn't answering, but then he shut his eyes tightly, grunting lightly.

'Jimin? Is it-'

Before I got to ask if it was his head, he dropped down from the sofa on his knees, pulling on his hair in pain. He was huffing and grunting in suffering.

'Jimin!' I dropped down next to him in panic, hugging him. 'Breathe. Just breathe. You're okay.. you're going to be okay.' I kept repeating

The rest of the guys had no idea what to do or what's going on. None of them saw it happen before.

'Rain-' He almost cried my name out, latching his hands on my arm, tightly holding on my bicep like a scared child

'I'm here. I'm here. Just breathe, baby. Just breathe.'

He was gripping so tightly that it hurt, and I'll definitely have bruises.
'It hurts-'

'I know. I know. It's okay.' I held him tighter. I wish I could take all of his pain away. Watching him like this is breaking me.

His fingers slowly started releasing the hold on me, but he was still huffing gently. His breathing became deeper and louder, like he was trying to catch his breath.

'You're okay. You're okay.' I kept holding him, keeping his head pressed against my chest

He let go of my arm, but he almost wrapped himself around me, hugging me just as tightly. 'Rain... help me... please.' I never heard him plead like this

The rest of the guys were looking at him in pure horror, all of them at the edge of their seats. They had no idea what to do. None of us do.

'I will, I will. I'll help you. I promise. I promise.' I rocked gently, holding him on my chest. 'You'll be okay.'

I just held him for a few minutes as he calmed down, not wanting to cause him more pain.
'Do you want to sit back up? Or do you wanna stay like this?' I ask him softly, gently stroking his hair

'I'm gonna sit up. Thank you.' He mumbled, slowly pulling away from me. He seemed disoriented for a few moments, but then he pulled himself up on the sofa again. I was surprised when he took my hand as I sat next to him.
'This helps.' He explains, squeezing my hand a bit

'No need to explain, Jimin. If that's what helps, I'm here.' I scooted a bit closer to him, my thighs almost touching his

'What happened there? Are you okay?' Taehyung asked him, still shocked by what he saw. All of them, actually

'I've been having this for a while. Every time when I feel like I've learned too much, my brain feels like it's on fire. The pain is indescribable. It's like someone's stabbing directly into my brain. A sharp pain so strong that I can't breathe. I got the first one last time I fought her. After seeing that she had the same ring as I do. And after my dreams. The more I figure out, the more it hurts.' He was now calm enough to explain

'After these headaches, do you remember anything? Any memories coming back?' Jin asks

'Nothing. Just pain. But...' he trails off, looking at me

'But what?' I ask, looking into his eyes

'After each of these, I always tend to see your face in my mind. Every single time. And it's easier when you're around. It doesn't hurt as much.'

That shouldn't make me happy. He is suffering. He is in pain. But the fact that he thinks of me first when it happens, it's making me happy.

'Do you... do you want to stay here?' I ask

'I can't. I need to go back. You need Mabuchi, don't you? I need to bring him here.' He sounded almost sad

'When do you want to do that?' Namjoon cut in, asking him

'Give me 2 days, and I'll bring him here. I need to create some sort of plan, an excuse. If he refuses, I'll just knock him out and bring him here. He's not a fighter. But it's Isui who's the problem. He gets suspicious.'

'That fucker really needs to die.' Jungkook whines in frustration

'I would like to have my memory back first if that's okay. Then I'll kill Isui myself.' Jimin states

'Done. Tell us when and where, and we'll be there.' Hoseok smiles at him

'In 2 days. Here. I'll bring him here. Isui has some work to attend to in Busan so he'll be gone. I'll create an excuse to stay behind and bring the crazy scientist over.'

'That works.' Namjoon nods

'I need to go now. I've been here for a while. I can't have him being suspicious of me now.' Jimin explains

'If you need help, let us know. We are here for you.' Yoongi says to Jimin

'Will do. Thank you. For everything.' I've never seen Jimin bow to anyone

'Jesus, don't bow. That's just weird.' Jungkook grimaces. 'Just go.' He made everyone chuckle

'Come on. I'll see you out.'

'Wait.' I tugged on his shirt gently as he was about to leave through the door

'What is it?' That soft tone of his...

'Can... can I hug you before you go?' I was looking down, preparing myself for rejection. He's been through a lot today. This is too much to keep asking if him.

'Rain.' This is the first time he called my name like this, without being in pain, so I looked up at him.
'I hope this is a bit better.' He spoke so quietly that I could barely hear him, but that didn't matter anymore as he leaned in, pressing his lips on mine. 

Exhaling in relief, I clutched his shirt as I kissed him back. He was cupping my face from both sides, even leaning my head back a bit to kiss me better.

'I don't how why, but I just wanted to do it.' He whispered against my lips, his thumbs caressing my cheeks

'Do it more.' I whisper back. 'Please be careful.'

'I will. Don't worry. I'll be back.' He pecked me lightly once more before letting go of me and leaving