AUTHOR POV:
TIME SKIP:- Later That Evening,
Mingyu’s Mansion:
The atmosphere inside the mansion was quiet, haunted even. The usual sound of footsteps, soft banter, and laughter was replaced by hushed sighs and the occasional clinking of glass. The funeral had drained them, not just physically, but emotionally.
Everyone sat there in the lounge. The fire crackled gently in the fireplace, casting flickers of gold and shadow across their faces. No one had touched their drinks. Even Taehyung and Jungkook, who were always the energy of the room, sat still, heads down.
Yoongi sat with Jimin, their hands intertwined quietly on the couch. The others sat nearby, Mingyu, Namjoon, Jin, Hoseok, Kai, and Kaito. None of them spoke. The silence wasn't awkward. It was respectful. Heavy.
Jimin finally broke it.
His voice was soft, but clear enough to pull every eye toward him.
“I want to leave.”
The words dropped like a stone in water.
Yoongi turned toward him, brows furrowed. “What?”
Jimin looked at everyone, then back down at his hands. “Not permanently,” he added quickly. “I just… I need to take a break. From all of this. From blood, guns, revenge.”
He looked up, eyes glistening. “I’ve carried a lot in the past few years. I’ve seen death too many times. I almost died this time. And I don’t want to live like that anymore. Drug dealing, escaping from police, getting to know the man I love is not less than my brother (Mafia), now losing one of the most important people in my life, it's getting really hard for me to breathe”
Mingyu sat up straighter, but didn’t speak. His eyes were soft, understanding.
“I’ve had this dream since I was a kid,” Jimin continued. “To sing. To perform. To create music that heals people. And I kept burying that dream… because this world kept demanding more of me. But now…” He paused, voice cracking. “Now I want to live for something again. Not survive. Live. For real.”
Yoongi’s jaw tensed. He didn’t interrupt.
“I want to go abroad,” Jimin said, voice steady now. “Take time for myself. Focus on music. On who I am outside of… all this chaos. I need to find myself again.”
Taehyung looked down, lips pressed together.
Jungkook blinked fast, holding back his tears. After all he was really soft from heart and he can feel the upcoming consequences also how it's going to impact his favourite hyung aka Boss .
Jin smiled softly, despite his red eyes. “You deserve that, Jimin.”
Namjoon gave a slow, respectful nod. “You’ve earned peace. You should take it.”
“But…” Hoseok began, then stopped himself.
Yoongi was still silent. Everyone looked at him.
Jimin turned to him, their eyes locking.
“You said once that I should do what makes me feel free. This is it, Yoongi. I’m not leaving you. But I need to find my purpose. And I think Kazuya hyung would’ve wanted this too.”
Yoongi stared at him for a long moment.
Then finally, he nodded slowly. “Okay.”
Jimin blinked, surprised.
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Mysterious Love🌝 (YOONMIN FF)
Fanfiction[IT'S CRINGE FETUS WRITING] READ ON YOUR OWN RISK!!⚠️ Yoongi is a ruthless Mafia who disguise himself as a college student in his college (his college means he's the fucking owner of the college) for an underground mission, where he meets a sw...
