MERCENARY 3: Descent into Madness |BTS JIMIN FF|

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RAIN POV

With a sound of two gunshots echoing in the night, Jimin's body fell backwards on the grass. The sound of crunshing frist and ice benath his body crackled. The daggers slipped from his unmoving hands, slipping over the tip of his fingers, and falling down next to his limp body.

Scream so deafening even to myself burst out of my lungs, burning through my throat. The pit where it came from felt like acid boiled over and burnt every single molecule of my body on it's way out. The air in my lungs froze, causing pain like I've never felt before. I saw every movement in slow motion, like the time is mocking me by slowing down just to prolongue the hurt.

'JIMIN!!!!' I screamed his name with every cell of my body vibrating with pain. 'NO!! JIMIN GET UP!!!'

Tied up and limping, I tried getting up to run to him, but I kept slipping on the frozen surface. Tears blinded me further as I crawled towards his body, knees sinking into the ground.

'Jimin!!!' I called his name desperately, begging him to get up

'Stop screaming already.' Yu Min's voice barely touched my ears, but his foot surely touched my ribs as he kicked me so hard that I was sure I cracked a rib or two.

I fell over to my side, crying so hard that I couldn't breathe. Not like this. It wasn't supposed to happen. This wasn't the plan. This wasn't a part of the plan.

I can't even get to him. When I was dying, it was in his arms. But him... I didn't even get to say goodbye. I didn't even get to tell him that I love him one last time.

'Jimin.... wake up... please... please...' I sobbed into the cold ground, still fighting to make my way to him, although all I could do was wiggle like a worm

Not like this. Not like this. Not like this!

For so long, we were lost from each other. For so long, we were both dead inside, only wishing to truly end it all because we couldn't live in the world where the other one doesn't exist. So long before we came back to each other, and now, with a pull of a trigger, all of it lost. Weeks. That's all we've had. Mere weeks only to lose him again, and this time, to witness it happen. 

Is this how it felt for him? Being ripped apart while you're still alive? Watching your soul get shredded before you?

'Please get up Jimin... please open your eyes.' I wailed

'He's not getting up anytime soon, but don't worry. You'll join him soon. But first...' He limped over to Jimin, standing right above his body. 'Last time I made a mistake of thinking he was dead. Never again.' He pointed the gun at Jimin's body, aiming it at his head. 'This time, stay dead.'

'DON'T FUCKING TOUCH HIM!!' I screeched with all the power in me, throat hoarse and burning

The gunshot went off, and another cream ripped from my throat, but it was Yu Min cried out. He stumbled back and cried in pain before collapsing to the ground, holding onto his hip while the whimpers turned into screaming.

I looked over to the house, watching the guys run over to us, along with Hella who was sprinting faster than any of them.

'J-jimin-' I stumbled over my knees, trying to get to him desperately. 'Please-'

'Fuck, that felt shit.'

Tears poured out of me like waterfalls at the sound of his voice, and I broke down in heaving sobs.

He pulled himself to sit up, taking a deep, painful breath as he did, and in the darkness of the night I saw something glinting in his hand. A gun. He shot him.