among thieves ✨ || bts • pjm [COMPLETED]

1.6

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two days later

Havana, Cuba

Three knocks were heard on the door, but neither Taehyung nor Yoongi made a move to answer, the first one being too immersed in his mobile game while the other one was watching a basketball match and choseto ignore it. Only when another three knocks followed, Yoongi threw Taehyung an inquiring look, causing the younger one to drag out a sigh and push himself off the couch.

"Yeah, yeah, coming," Taehyung yawned with tousled hair and strands flying around from hours of gaming. He walked to the door and cracked it open, only to see Jimin standing there with a wide smile. "Hey! What took you so long?"
However, he only earned a suspious glare from Taehyung who reached for his gun. And Jimin chuckled, holding his hands up high in defense. "Wowhoho," he shoved the gun away from his face, "Is this how you greet your best friend?"
"Obviously," Yoongi was heard then, soon appearing behind Taehyung and brushed past him. He was also holding his sword towards Jimin, just in case. "So you're back to normal now?"
He grinned, pushing his fists against his waist to boast out his chest. "Yep, good old me!"
Taehyung eyed him carefully up and down, wanting to be entirely sure before eventually nodding, lowering his gun with Yoongi following slowly - very slowly- allowing him to enter.

The younger guy arched a brow. "So you won't try killing us again?" he asked with a lopsided smirk, making Jimin huff.
"I've never tried killing you."
"True, it was Arabella you were after," Yoongi corrected nodding, taking his previous seat on the couch, "You only attacked us for holding you back."

Jimin sighed at the faint memory which felt like rather belonging to a stranger than being his own. He was only glad his friends had been sane enough to keep him from getting to Arabella. They'd protected her just like he'd promised her they would back in Mexico. They might not like her but they wouldn't let anyone harm her either.

"Thanks for that by the way," he said, scratching the back of his neck when sitting down himself. Now that he was reminded of that, he felt embarrassed despite not being himself then, "I owe you for that."
"You owe us for many things," Taehyung mumbled lazily before plopping down on the couch and returning to his game, "But let's forget about it. At least you're no lunatic anymore."

"Speaking of Bella, where's she?" he asked then, looking around. He couldn't spot her anywhere.
Taehyung frowned at his display. "Didn't you call her?"
"No, I assumed she'd be with you guys.. Why? Where's she?"
Yoongi shrugged, averting his eyes from the tv to briefly look at him. "Last time we heard of her she was with some multi-millionaire on a greek island."
Jimin to let out a loud groan at this. "This woman.. I told her it's not safe on her own." He shook his head, exhaling deeply before furrowing his brows at them. "And you guys just let her?"
"She's an adult," Taehyung rolled his eyes, "It's not like we could force her to stay."
He groaned again. Getting more and more frustrated. "You should have!"
"Jimin, calm down. You out of all people should know how headstrong she is," Yoongi argued, "And it's not like she isn't able defending herself."

Folding his arms, he sat down with a pout on his lips. He knew they were right but couldn't help but being concerned about her. These guys were still after her after all and they weren't the ordinary kind. Besides, he was the only one who could protect her, not some stupid 'multi-millionaire'.

He scoffed internally at the thought of that.

"What happened to you anyway, why were you after her?"

"It was these guys," Jimin explained, propping his face on his hands. "They got me and I don't know.. brainwashed me? They gave me some mind control drug or so, conditioned me into only seeing her as a target. I had completely forgotten everything else. Partially even you guys. I mean, I knew you, but I had forgotten what you're to me. And what she is to me. The only thing on my mind was that I had to eliminate her."