Yoongi is in his house, more accurately doing paperworks for the missing souls. It's so tiring, you don't even get paid as a grim reaper. It's unfair honestly. Like would you even do a hard job for free? His job is literally taking life away. Watching people losing their loved ones, that's just honestly cruel especially when you don't get paid for this job.
Yoongi is humming his favourite song, Fancy. Yoongi might look like a cold goth boyfriend outside but he's literally the sweetest bitch of all.
At all sudden, a name card appears on his table.
"Fucking name cards again, I'm tired yall dumb fucks."
As Yoongi flips the name card, it is written a name. A name that's too familiar.
Park.Jimin.
Yoongi's hands shake and tears burts out of his eyes.
"Jimin—"
Yoongi reads that card again ;
'Park Jimin, 25, car crash'
Yoongi runs out from his house to Jimin's.
Yoongi knocks on Jimin's door, banging the door while his tears dripping like a broken pipe.
"JIMIN OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!"
Jimin opens the door in rush.Jimin frowns his face, confused.
"Yoongi?"
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Mr. Grim Reaper | yoonmin
Fanfiction"You're a fucking sin baby" Jimin, a lonely guy who can talk to ghosts, meets his old lost friend on a street, Yoongi, who is now a grim reaper. Yoongi and Jimin develops feelings, but what if Jimin fall in love with a grim reaper that will take his...
