Mercenary |BTS JIMIN MERCENARY FF|

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'Instead of being a frigid old man, go out and get some for yourself.' I tease him

'Okay. You need to leave. I had enough.' He turned serious and pointed to the door, then everyone started laughing

It truly felt like we were saying goodbye as we had 6 ducklings following us out the front door.

For months, these guys were my family. They still are. I'll miss their teasing and their dumb jokes. I'll miss Namjon and Jin having enough of their bullishit. Hoseok running into furniture and screaming at it. Taehyung stitching me up every few days. Yoongi's and Jin's contast teasing about our sex life. And Jungkook being the little shit he is, annoying everyone and everything the first chance he gets.

But none of that comes close to what I have with Jimin. He is my everything. And I am his. For everything that I'll miss, I know he will make it up 10 times over. Nothing compares to seeing his smile first thing in the morning. To feeling his arms around me. To hearing his voice. Not a thing in this world.

'Good luck, you two. I hope you find what you're looking for.' Jin waves

'Thank you, guys. For everything. For taking me in in the first place and everything you've done for me. I won't forget it.'

'Same goes for me. Thank you.'

Both of us bowed to them, earning a lot of complaints and a slipper flying our way.

'That's just creepy. Don't do that.' Yoongi grimaces. It was his slipper.

'Deal with it.' Jimin chuckles. 'Ready?' He smiles at me

'Ready.'

Namjoon decided to take us to the airport. We couldn't really bring all of them with us, but he was a must. Maybe he felt the responsibility as a leader, maybe cause he's actually a big softie and wanted to see us off. And looking at his teary eyes that he's been trying to hide, I'd say it's the latter.

'Don't forget to send us postcards and call here and there.' His voice was even deeper than usual. Choked up.

'I'll tell them you cried.' Jimin teases, giving him a hug

'Fuck you.' Namjoon sniffled, but he laughed, then pulled me in for a hug. 'Please, keep him from killing someone. And be happy.'

'I can't make any promises, but we will be happy. Promise.'

'Go. Live your lives. Enjoy every moment of it, and know that you'll always have a home. Come back anytime.'

It seemed like we were seeing him off, not the other way around with how he practically ran off, hiding his tear covered face.

'We should get moving, baby.' He held my hand, caressing it gently. I just nodded and let him pull me along.

Getting through the airport security and the customs took a lot shorter than I thought it would, and in no time, we were boarding our plane.

Thanks to all the money, the first class tickets were more than easy to get. The flight is 15 hours. We need to be comfy.

'I can't believe we're actually doing this.' He mumbles all of a sudden

'Neither can I.' I smile, taking his hand once again

'Do you want to start this properly?' He looks up. I didn't know what exactly he meant, until he reached over behind my neck, unlocking my necklace and taking off the ring.

'No more hiding.' He smiles, taking my hand in his. 'I love you. And I never want to hide that again.' He slipped the ring on my finger, bringing my hand to his lips to place a kiss on my ring

'I can't be the only one.' I sniffle, doing the same to him. 'I love you. No matter what happens, I'll always love you.' A ring decorating his finger was a tug at my heart

Pulling me closer, he pressed his soft lips to my forehead, then a kiss on my nose, then one on my lips.
'Are you ready to live another life with me?'

Looking into his eyes, I saw a different man. One rid of the guilt and pain. One who is free and happy. One who loves me more than all the other ones together. I could live 300 lives with him, and it wouldn't be enough.

'There is no life without you. Where you go, I go.' I smile, feeling my heart thumping out of my chest at his breathtaking smile.

The sudden movement of the plane made us both jump a little, as we got a bit lost for a moment, but his smile came back faster than it disappeared.

Looking at him, at his dazzling smile, feeling his hand in mine, seeing how much happier he is, I knew we were going to be okay. I knew that no matter what, we would always have each other. And there's nothing else I want in life.

Just us.
Him and I.

New life, here we come.

The End.

Or is it...?