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"In a place without you,
Who can wake me up now?"
(from: "When Night Falls" by Eddy Kim)
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3rd person's POV
Jimin was just lying on his bed staring at the ceiling blankly. His eyes were still red and puffy from all of the nights that he had spent crying.
It didn't help that Jungkook just suddenly disappeared. He was worried about him. He wanted to make sure that Jungkook was alright. The last time he saw him, Jungkook's left arm was bleeding and now he couldn't help but overthink. His thoughts filled with nothing but all of his misery that began to pile up inside him.
A few knocks on his door interrupted his train of thoughts. He wiped away the tears that brimmed in the corner of his eyes, forcing himself to move out of the bed and actually walk towards his front door.
Thinking that it was just one of his hyungs or maybe Yoongi who never once left his side after that day, he didn't ask for who it was as he opened it.
What he didn't expect though was to see Mr. Jeon standing in front of his doorway.
"Good evening, Mr. Park." The old man greeted with a polite smile as Jimin remained stunned.
"Would you mind accompanying me for some coffee?"
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A figure lies in wait on the side of the street with a bucket hat on his head, covering almost half of his face. He was waiting for the perfect timing to actually come inside the house and proceed to what he had been planning for days of his disappearance. Ignoring how he's already dripping wet from the rain, he still stands there without any plans of leaving soon.
He had to do it now and make sure that the man he's been waiting for to get out of his mouse hole would suffer in his own hands the way the man made him suffer before.
Oddly, he saw Namjoon's car speeding up until it parked in front of the gates of the said house with Hoseok inside the car as well. The two hopped down the car and they seemed to be in a hurry, even ignoring the harsh rain pour that already damped their clothes.
He had actually seen the two often even though he remained in the shadows. Because even though he left Jimin that day, he never actually had gone far. He was there at the funeral and he had to control himself not to hold Jimin in his arms. Seeing Jimin suffering alone caused great pain in his chest.
His eyes never left Jimin. He would follow Jimin everywhere the latter goes just to make sure that he was alright. The reason why he couldn't really be with Jimin now was that he was afraid he'd turn weak. He's afraid that Jimin will change his mind.
But he knew he had to do it. He doesn't want to dwell in his past anymore and that one sole yet dark voice in his head only wants something before he said he'd finally disappear completely.
'I need to make him pay for everything he had done to us, Jungkook... That's the only way I'd let you in peace.'
As moments passed by, he suddenly heard two gunshots and his eyes widened in utter shock. The man he's been watching over walked out of the house whistling gleefully with an umbrella over his head. He watched as the old man hopped in his own car and sped out of the house.
Jungkook felt that something wasn't right so as soon as the car went out of the driveway he ran inside the house and straight towards the room where he thought he heard the gunshots from.
Not expecting the scene right in front of his eyes, his body froze on the spot. His eyes immediately shake as he got lost in his words.
It was Namjoon and Hoseok.
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Jin walked inside the almost too quiet house that it's actually scary. Compared to his usual Cafe uniform and casual clothes, he was now wearing an all-black outfit with a pandora hat over his head.
He scanned the whole place and nothing seemed to be out of order.
But he, of all the people, would know that it wasn't the case at all.
He drew out two black cards out of his coat pocket as it flashed two familiar names. He doesn't have that much time. They don't have that much time.
He closed his eyes and with just a snap of his fingers, he found himself in the room with two people bathing in their own pool of blood.
Hoseok was now sitting up with his back on the side of the bed, his bloodied hand pressing on his lower abdomen to stop the bleeding as Namjoon was on his lap already unconscious and almost not breathing.
Hoseok noticed Jin's presence even with his now blurry vision. A tear ran down the side of his left cheek, ignoring how he should ask for Jin to save him. He's more worried about Namjoon's life.
"P-Please... h-help... h-im..." He forced the words to come out of his lips before he coughed out blood indicating how bad the bullet had hit a part of his organ.
Jin crouched down before he leaned in and kissed Hoseok's forehead. He pulled away only to see Hoseok's eyes already closed, his arms already limp on his sides.
Jin's eyes then landed on Namjoon who was on Hoseok's lap. He reached his right hand out touching Namjoon's cheek as he brushed it with his thumb.
"It's going to be okay, Namjoon-ah..." He whispered to his past lover with a serene but sad look on his eyes.
"It'll be okay..."
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Jimin didn't think too much about it. He thought that Mr. Jeon just needed some company because of everything that had happened in the past days. He also got the news that Mr. Jeon's second wife was also murdered and that he was also on hostage that day.
What he missed though was the fact that Mr. Jeon had something different in mind rather than just asking him for coffee.
It was just silence in the car as Mr. Jeon drove until the older reached for the cassette player in his car playing a song he loved. The car's atmosphere turned different now with the music playing.
🎵Music Playing: Henry Hall's "Hush, Hush, Hush"🎵
Children, have you ever met the Boogeyman before?
No, of course you haven't, for you're much too good I'm sure~ 🎵
Don't you be afraid of him, if he should visit you
He's a great big coward, so I'll tell you what to do~ 🎵
Jimin began humming to the song, liking the old music that was playing in the car. Mr. Jeon noticed him getting into the song as he grinned with his eyes not leaving the road.
"You must be into this kind of songs, huh." He commented making Jimin stare at him embarrassed.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Jeon... But this sounds nice." Jimin told as he lowered his head thinking that he made the older man feel uncomfortable.
Mr. Jeon only chuckled lowly, shaking his head as he flashed a smile.
"It's fine, Mr. Park... this song is actually my favorite." He told honestly as he sang the next lines of the song amusing Jimin.
Hush-Hush-Hush
Here comes the Boogeyman!
Don't let him come too close to you
He'll catch you if he can~ 🎵
"BOO!!!" Jimin jumped on his seat as Mr. Jeon frightened him with his sudden scare. He holds onto his chest, his heart beating rapidly.
Mr. Jeon only laughed seeing how Jimin got scared because of him. He made a turn and stopped in front of the said coffee shop where he told Jimin they would go to.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know it would scare you that much." He told Jimin who is still recovering from the shock.
Jimin timidly smiles feeling uncomfortable and embarrassed.
"I-It's okay, Mr. Jeon... I uhh... I easily get scared, it's not your fault." He laughed awkwardly before he unbuckled his seatbelt since they're already in the cafe.
Thinking they would drink their coffee inside, Jimin opened the car door and was about to close it when Mr. Jeon spoke.
"Could you order both of our coffees for take-out, Mr. Park? I'm actually planning to bring you somewhere nicer than here to get us to feel more relaxed." He uttered with a smile before he handed out his card to Jimin who was confused as to where else they would be going. But he thinks that it would be nice too. He is Jungkook's father after all. It would just be like looking after him for Jungkook's sake.
So he asked instead for what drink Mr. Jeon would like before he went inside the coffee shop as Mr. Jeon told him that he would just park his car.
Little did Jimin know...
That day would cause a lot of people's lives.
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Jungkook didn't know how fast he was driving Namjoon's car. All he knew was that he needed to be there on time.
The sun had already set and the sky had already turned peaceful with the rain pour stopping but his head was still clouded with heavy thoughts. After he helped Hoseok to sit up beside the bed just earlier and checked on Namjoon, the latter told him to hurry with his sluggish words.
"Y-You need to hurry, J-Jungkook... H-He's going... to g-get him..."
He wiped away the tears from his eyes. He felt like he shouldn't have left Namjoon and Hoseok there on that house but he didn't have any choice. He called 119 to help them before he drove off to where Mr. Jeon's car was. The tracker was going off but it seemed that the car was going around the city.
"Godammit Park Jimin answer the fucking phone!!!" He yelled as he punched the horn in his steering wheel, already overtaking the cars that get in his way. He kept on calling Jimin but the latter never answered. It was always just the voiceover who answered for him and he was getting really frustrated.
What made him even madder was the fact that Jimin was actually inside the car of his fucktard of a father as the GPS says it. He needed to drive fast to where the car was or something bad could happen to Jimin. He just knew that his father was planning something.
"FUCK!!!" He cursed as he had no choice but to stop in the middle of the traffic. He honked multiple times but the cars all around him were doing the same thing. It was a busy Saturday night and everyone must've been preparing to go home.
Bumping his head on the steering wheel a few times, he noticed that the location of the car stopped at this coffee shop in the middle of the city. It would take him at least ten minutes by car but in this traffic, it would be impossible to reach the place on time before it drive off once again. He then unlocked the car and decided that it would be better to just make a run for it leaving his car.
It would take him a few minutes but he couldn't care. All he needed to make sure was Jimin's safety and he needed to get Jimin off of that car before everything was too late.
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Jimin was holding two cups of coffee in both of his hands as he went out of the coffee shop. He had always loved the smell of coffees and the strong scent of the petrichor that comes after the rain and maybe that's why he couldn't help but smile because of it. He actually wished that the rain could've lasted longer since it made him feel more relaxed.
He began wondering if Jungkook had seen the rain earlier too. There was a visible rainbow right outside his window that morning and he couldn't help but smile thinking that if only Jungkook was right beside him, they would've spent their day cuddling together not bothering to leave the bed.
It was supposed to be a great day too.
He remembered that it was his Jin-hyung's birthday today.
He looked around but he couldn't see Mr. Jeon's car anywhere. All he could see was the fast cars that passed by and these strangers who were walking in the busy sidewalk where he was currently standing at.
He thought that maybe Mr. Jeon just went somewhere for a while so he decided to wait. His phone suddenly goes off but it was in the pocket of his jeans so he had to balance the other coffee in his left hand before he could fish it out. He answered the call and his hunch was confirmed. It was actually Mr. Jeon who was calling.
"I'm sorry that I forgot to tell you, Mr. Park.
I was just right beside the street where
the coffee shop is... Would you
mind if you would come here
instead?... They wouldn't let
me park there."
Jimin nodded even though the older couldn't see him.
"No worries, Mr. Jeon. I'll just
cross the street and look for your car.
I already have your coffee."
He replied as Mr. Jeon thanked him, telling him to be careful as he crossed the street. He put his phone on his pocket not noticing Jungkook's missed calls before he started walking, waiting for the remaining 10-second countdown on the signal light before he could cross the street.
He let his mind wander around for a while, his cold feet tapping on the still damp street way. He waited patiently but time seemed to be slower. He busied himself feeling the warmth in the cups of coffee he was holding until what he was thinking earlier crossed his mind.
"It's Jin-hyung's birthday..." He uttered as if he realized something.
"December 4..." His eyes suddenly widened remembering something that Yoongi said before.
(A/N: I advise you to play this for more feels. Just the way I hurt myself while writing this.)
"Jeon Jungkook. December 4, 20XX, 11: 59 PM."
"Died in a Car Crash."
The signal light finally changed and as if fate was really playing with him, there he saw Jungkook just across the street huffing heavily as the latter look around.
His blood almost drained out from his body.
It was happening...
Jungkook was there...
They were in the street and he felt like it was Déjà vu...
Just like in his dream.
"No... It... It can't be..." He mumbled, already dropping the cups from his hands. The coffees spilled in the concrete.
He suddenly couldn't hear anything but his fast heartbeats. He remained stoic but he wanted to move to where Jungkook was.
"It's just a coincidence... It can't be real," He breathes hard until his feet began walking where Jungkook was. Jungkook seemed worried as he looked around and there he finally met Jimin's gaze half-way.
Jimin groaned in pain feeling the sudden pain in his chest. He felt like his legs were about to give up on him as he gets closer to where Jungkook was. When they met each other's gaze, he had never felt so scared.
Will it really happen?
What if Yoongi was wrong?
And it was as if on cue, he heard a loud screech of a car. He saw how Jungkook's gaze turned on his left where he could hear the noise coming from.
He also saw how Jungkook began running to where he was but everything looked like it was in slow motion.
He turned his head on his left and that's when he realized why Jungkook was running towards where he is.
Mr. Jeon's car was fastly approaching where he stood on the crosswalk, the light of the car almost blinding him but he couldn't move his feet as if he was glued on where he stood.
The car was like a mere meter away now.
Jungkook was trying to reach Jimin but even before he could...
Someone already pulled Jimin away from the crosswalk.
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.
.
The honks of the cars are heard in the background because of the traffic.
People are gathering around as they whisper in panic and worry.
The busy street started getting noisier and the chatters of the onlookers are getting more pronounced.
The car that caused the tragedy was in the middle of the road, the obvious damage was seen by how the front was a little impaired.
Jimin was sure that he heard something crashing until he felt his body collide with the ground.
But one thing confused him...
He couldn't feel a thing.
Wasn't it supposed to hurt?
Shouldn't he start bleeding by now?
He heard the murmurs around him.
His vision was blurry and his head was spinning.
The side of his head was actually bleeding but he still couldn't feel anything.
He then realized as he was trying to sit up the reason why he didn't feel such a great impact on his body.
He got pushed aside that's why he didn't get hit.
But he was still wondering...
Just why does he still feel so uneasy?
With the last of his strength, he ignored the stranger who was trying to ask him if he was okay. He stood up with his wobbly legs and blurry vision as he made his way where the people gathered around.
But all he saw was blood...
There was a large amount of blood that stained the road.
And Jungkook...
He was bleeding terribly.
It was if Jimin's senses came back as he rushed straight to where Jungkook was. He lifted Jungkook's body trying to wake the latter up.
"J-Jungkook... Don't close your eyes, you hear me?! DON'T CLOSE IT! Listen to my voice! Please..." He was holding Jungkook in his chest, the latter's blood was passing on his shirt and onto his jeans he was wearing that day but he doesn't seem to care. His eyes are pooling with the tears that are visible in his eyes.
"Jimin..." Jungkook tried to speak although he already started getting numb.
Jimin looked around the people who are gathering around them in a frantic. "PLEASE ASK FOR HELP!! Please... help us..." He continued to cry whilst he pleads and the people around him started getting help too.
"Jimin..." Jimin gets his attention back to Jungkook. His whole body was shaking from fear and he can't even think straight. All he could think of is how he would be able to be of help to Jungkook.
Jungkook caressed his cheek with his bloodied hand as he smiled. Somehow, he already knew that he wouldn't be able to make it so he took his time to stare at Jimin for one last time, remembering everything he would miss about Jimin.
"I... wouldn't be able to--m-make i-t..." Jimin shakes his head in disagreement.
"Don't say that! Stay with me! You promised, didn't you?! How could you say that like it's the easiest thing to do?! Are you g-giving up on me?!" Jungkook could only smile through his tears. Jimin's tears are falling on his cheeks and he can't even wipe it away. He can't. He was too weak now.
But no matter how hurtful it is, Jimin needs to know. Jimin shouldn't expect anymore since he could feel it himself. He doesn't have any more time left.
"I'm sorry Jimin... for b-breaking my promise... But remember this... for me..." He brushed his thumb on Jimin's soft cheeks as he fights the urge not to cough any more blood.
Jimin sobbed even more as he continuously shakes his head. He couldn't accept this. Jungkook would live, he would be saved and he doesn't need to worry. Jimin believed that the pain he feels in his chest would soon be gone once Jungkook gets in the hospital.
"I love you, Jimin... I... a-always have..." Jungkook hated how he was saying his goodbye this way. He doesn't want to leave his Jimin crying for him. He hates it more than anything. He hurt Jimin enough.
But he doesn't have any choice...
"Please smile for me, my little one."
And those were Jungkook's last words before his hand finally loosened, his breath stopping as his eyes turned shut.
Jimin sobbed his heart out not letting go of Jungkook. He keeps on calling Jungkook's name trying to wake him up.
It was only when the medics arrived that Jimin was forced to separate with Jungkook and that's when Jimin only noticed that there's another person who was in the same condition as Jungkook.
But why was he there...
Jimin was sure that he didn't see Yoongi in his dream before.
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We went back to Chapter 1, didn't we? 😂
💀🔪 How are you feeling?
AND YOU GUYS THIS IS SO DAMN NOT ALRIGHT!!! THIS IS A WHOLE AU RIGHT HERE THAT'S WHY I FEEL SO UNMOTIVATED TO WRITE!!! 😂
This Jimin with This Jungkook is seriously how I envisioned them in my "Confession's Confusion" story I'm devastated 😭
And This Kim Taehyung as a Mafia Leader makes me want to make a Vminkook story so badly and make threesome possible!! (And you guys, 'threesome' isn't always supposed to be sexual just to remind you 😂)
Thank you for reading!~ 💜💜💜