MERCENARY 2: The Huntdown |BTS JIMIN FF|

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It was like good old times. The 8 of us in their living room, which hadn't changed one bit. Even the shelf that Yoongi broke with his head all that time ago hasn't been fixed. Only one little change was here. The new guy. And he was burning holes in Jimin's face.

While he was lovestruck by Jimin, I was observing the guys. All of them look the same, yet somehow different. They have a few more scars than before. Namjoon got a small one on his left hand, right over the knuckles. Taehyung has one on his right calf. Yoongi's forearm had been decorated with a thin, bumpy one. Looks like a cut. But other than that, not much else. Jungkook cut his hair. That's about it.

'... and then he shot himself. Fucked up my kitchen.' Jimin finished explaining the entire little party the intruders prepared for us

'Back up. He said something about being hunted, and he said friends. That's us, right?' Jungkook asks, gesturing with his hand in a circle at all of them

'No. Probably another group of mercenaries that I've lived with for years. You know I have a ton of friends.' Jimin rolls his eyes

'Okay, sassy ass.' Hoseok laughs. 'So what now. We're being hunted?'

'Even if we are, it makes no sense.' Jin starts talking, leaning back on the sofa. 'Why would whoever those guys were, go all the way up Spain to find her, when we are right here. You said they were Korean, right?'

Jimin just nodded.

'It's easier to break into a random house than into this fortress. Except if it's you. I can't believe you broke in. Again!' Yoongi smiled at Jimin

'And through the same window.' Jimin smirks at Hoseok

'At least this time I didn't have my dick out.' Hoseok started clapping like a seal, and making everyone laugh without fail

'Besides being tracked down, how is life?'

Jimin smiled as he took my hand, kissing the back of it. 'Peaceful.'

'It took a while, didn't it?' I smile back at him

'Not sure I'm used to it yet.' He chuckles

'Where did you even go? Everytime you called you've been in a different place.' Namjoon asks

'Well, we went to Japan first. But that was mostly sightseeing. There are too many yakuzas, so we skipped that. Then we went to Belgium.'

'Weather was shit.' Jimin cuts in with a complaint

'True. Greece was fun, though.'

'True. Those were nice 2 months.' He smiles. 'We went to Italy and Croatia after that, but we ended up in Spain. Mallorca.'

'He even bought a boat.' I laugh

'You really went all over the place, haven't you?' Taehyung's boxy smile... I missed that

'We did indeed. Lived more in one year than I have in the entire 25 years of my life. It was truly freeing doing the simplest things. And for the last 2 months... we pretty much didn't get off the beach.'

'Amen to that.' I muttered to myself, biting my own lip at the thought of shirtless, wet Jimin, sunbathing under the scorching sun. His glorious body laid out in the deck chair, his golden skin gleaming with water drops- 'Ow!?'

I looked to the other sofa at the 7 guys, and it was obvious which one yeeted a pillow at my face.

'You were drooling. Thought I'd help wipe it.' Jungkook kept snickering

'Baby-'

'Yep.' He placed his knife in my open hand, cutting me off before I even asked. 'He was kind of right, though.'