BitterSweet - Jikook

[10] Evidence

Hoseok pressed his fingers on the keyboard till he heard a knock on his door.

"Come in!" Hoseok yelled loud enough. For the brunette to open the door.

"Hobi Hyung!" Jimin fast walked to the other brunette who sat in the chair "what is it Jimin? wait- aren't you supposed to be on break?" Hoseok asked with a befuddled face.

"No time to worry about that right now, can you look up Geumjeong?" Jimin asked.

"Mhm, sure." And Hoseok did, in a flash, Jimin also requested him to pull up the neighborhood cameras and they popped up everywhere on his computer.

"Go back to 3:43pm." Jimin watched the screen like a hawk. And so Hoseok did, he moved his cursor back to the suggested time and then he saw the black car the guy was in. "There!" Jimin pointed.

"That's the car.. the person who's in that car killed my parents.." Jimin's brow twitched making Hoseok look at him.

"How could you be so sure?" Hoseok questioned the brunette.

"I know it is." Jimin folded his arms "look at the tag.. search it up. Find out who owns the car and I'll track them down." The brunette wanted the male to do.

He did eventually and found out who owned it. The brunette scanned the male on the screen he had too been the leader. He had a suit on and his eyes were dragon like and serious. He also didn't have a mark on his neck, but Jimin had a feeling it was him.

"Woah but what the hell happened to your house?!" Hoseok complained looking puzzled.

"I burnt it down."

"Jimin, are you nuts?!"

"Maybe,"

"Jimin!" Hoseok stood and held the smaller male in place by his shoulders. Starring at the male who starred back. "They are going to look for you. Are trying to get caught?!"

"And I'll break free." Jimin calmly spoke. "Jail isn't going to stop me from getting my vengeance." The brunette moved Hoseok's hands away from his shoulders.

"And how will you get to him?" Hoseok asked.

"I'll find my way," Jimin answered.

"Aish, your taking Jungkook with you. You will still be tracked down for your safety." Hoseok commented on putting his hand on his hip.

"Yes, I know."

"Give me a few days to get straight, I'll be ready by then." Jimin said. Hoseok nodded "if Namjoon is up to it."

"I'll let him know." The brunette knew he'd make sure he would.

"Alright.. what do you plan on doing now?" The brunette asked.

"Telling them now."

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"So you know what your doing from now on?" Namjoon asked, his attention was on the brunettes fully. "Yes sir." Jimin's hands joined together as he sat on the chair in front of him.

"And you know where this man is at and what he's capable of?" Yoongi asked.

"He hasn't killed me yet. But I'll be the last person he sees, it doesn't matter on what he's capable of if he can't fight for himself." Jimin commented on glancing at Yoongi the time he talked, Yoongi nodded with an unbothered expression.

"Alright, then it's settled. Come back alive. You and Jungkook." Namjoon stood and walked over to Jimin.

"I will."

After confessing what the male was gonna do he was excused and with that Jimin went to his own space and leaned in the chair in his office.

He s twisted and turned in his chair lost in thought, Jimin wanted vengeance it was what he was waiting for but Jungkook happened to appear, the tall muscular male. He wondered and wondered about the male and why he was needed, of course because Jungkook's members wanted him to search for the same dude with him but why?

Jimin was almost agitated at himself but he fought it. He always found it redundant that Jungkook had tagged along but he had to live it with now.

The smaller ran his hand under his desk until he felt a thin piece of paper but well made. Once he pulled it from under it, it was a picture of his parents. They were smiling happily with the smaller brunette who had a sparkler in his hand.

A smile appeared on the smaller's cheeks before a chuckle escaped from his lips. The brunette though of the memory he had with his parents that day which made him giggle.

"Jimin?" A voice was heard outside his office which made his flinch just a bit. He looked and saw to see Yoongi standing at his door. "Jesus.." Jimin mumbled in relief letting out a breath.

"What's up with you?" Yoongi asked leaning on the brunettes desk placing his hands on it for support.

"Oh nothing." Jimin announced glancing at Yoongi.

"I know that look." Yoongi confessed.

"You know everything." Jimin reciprocated before standing from his feet, heading to the closet he had.

Yoongi smirked.

"Ah Jimin, why do you always have to pick up a fight." Yoongi teased.

"Because I don't play that shit." Jimin responded getting a bag that had sand in it and it was rather tuff, tuff enough for punching.

"Let me help." Yoongi walked up to the brunette and took the bag of heavy sand.

"Trying to embarrass yourself?" Jimin asked.

"Who said that? Punch it." The brunette raised a brow slightly and watched the smaller male.

Jimin glanced at the male and to the bag, he then held his fist up and punched the bag.

"Harder," Yoongi demanded. "Who took the people you loved most.? Left you in sorrow." The male knew what he was doing. Trying to get him to use more of his strength when it comes to talking about his past and who he was enemies with.

This did help and it struck Jimin, leading him to punch the bag harder than Yoongi anticipated. "That's how you're going to hit him? Harder." Yoongi coached, it was almost like he was teasing the smaller. A few more punches were thrown before Jimin began to take in more breathes.

Yoongi took a water from the desk he leaned at and threw it at Jimin indicating that he would catch it, and he did.

They both sat down in a chair and Yoongi started. "Each and everyday you get better from who you were yesterday. And I'm sure you'll get the job done. For your parents." Yoongi confessed watching the male drink the water continuously.

A sigh escaped the brunettes lips after he drank the water. "Thank you. Hyung." Jimin mumbled.

"My pleasure, Jimin."

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