Goodbye, Park Jimin

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SEASON 3 EPISODE 18

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Location:

System: Sol

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System: Sol

Faction: United Colonies

Planet: Mars

Place: Red Devils Headquarters, near Cydonia

A/n: Awwh such a cute picture. Remember when Starfield Jimin used to smile like that back in s2? Awwwwh.

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Jimin

Consciousness didn't take well to Jimin's battered body.

He didn't know what he felt, but he hoped he was dead. Seeing as a bright light shined above him, he thought he was. That'd be nice. Maybe he had overused his powers and got to escape early. Starborn Y/n would be disappointed. But that was okay; it wasn't the first time he had disappointed Y/n.

"Kid?"

The male voice had Jimin stiffening, and he realized he was not, in fact, dead. He didn't know if that relieved him or not. So, he rubbed his eyes with his bare hand, peeling away the crust there and turning to his left, where the voice originated. Kim Seokjin sat there with his fluffy hair alongside goggles atop his head. Thick-framed black glasses ran down his slender nose, and he had dirt on his cheeks. Old Jin would never allow such a substance on his precious face.

"Da..." Jimin trailed off, and he coughed afterwards. Jin tilted his head at that, his eyes widening ever-so-slightly. "Shit, sorry." Jimin squeezed his throat with his gloved hand as if that'd help and did his best to sit up. "Doctor Kim. What are you doing here?"

"Here? Where do you think you are?"

"My ship?"

Jin folded his arms over his chest, the white lab coat a size too large for him. "You're on Mars. Jungkook called Commander Min for help and has your crew hospitalized."

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