A/N: Sorry if you guys kinda forgot the plot :( And quite a boring chapter..
I clicked my tongue, not knowing whether to trust his story. "I.. I still don't understand. Why did you have to hide me from Dycat? What do they want from me?"
"You were our leader, Jimin. You're the only one who could transport us between worlds and keep us away from Dycat. The only way the people of Dycat can survive is to feed on Morphs. And since we were hiding so well that time, the Dycat population had been decreasing.
"Right then, rumours came around that the leader was tired of butterfly catching and wanted to fulfil his father's wish; to kill Morph's leader."
I furrowed my eyebrows, leaning back against the wooden chair and sinking my nails into the red cushion under me. What is this? Some fiction come to life?
"I know it's hard to believe but please recall. Were injured anywhere when you were at the hospital?"
"I.. I wasn't." My mouth was left agape, realising how everything slowly piecing up together. "And.. Taehyung, that's how he found me, right? He didn't even find me, he was with me from the beginning!"
Yoongi shook his head furiously. "Well, he was assigned to accompany you when you weren't awake after the next 43 hours. One thing he sure wasn't supposed to do was to take you away from me."
"Why does taking me away from you have any importance? Won't the Dycat leader take a longer time to find me if he did?"
"It sounds rational to say that but it's actually the total contrary, especially when the leader finds me first. You see, you and me, we're... bonded. Once you're away from me, I grow weaker. My wings, actually."
"You have.. wings?" I queried, furrowing my eyebrows.
"Yeah but you can't see it now, only once I change to my rhopalocera-self but after changing, I wouldn't be able to live so long, especially when using my powers or whatever— Look, I know this sounds made up but here."
He pulled up his sleeves showing his butterfly tattoo. Now up-close, I could see faint details on the tattoo, like a slightly translucent sheet over the matt black. My forefinger traced along the wings, a little sadness burning my heart after realising their tattered edges.
"I'm doing well now, though. Even if it can't actually read your presence fully because Taehyung kept away your mem—"
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Yoongi shifted his eyes to me, widening them slightly, before he released a tired sigh.
"You think you'd believe me?"
I pursed my lips. That's partially right. If he did tell me before, I sure would've shot him on spot. I don't work with crazy men.
"But what about the club thingy last night? You purposely sent me there to show me Morph stuff and then bring two drunkards home?"
"That," he replied, pulling his arm away from my lap. "That was Namjoon's mistake. You see, he has a thing for the Pavos. Don't ask me why because honestly I find their pride a huge turn off."
I quirked my eyebrow at him, wondering what he was shooting at.
"The colourful girls? The prawn lady?"
"Yeah? What about them?"
"They're Pavos! Pavo Cristatus? Or.. Peacocks?"
"Honestly, you could've just said peacocks. What does difference does Pavo make?" I shook my head, not getting how scientific names came about in this story.
"Hah, and you think Sirenias would call themselves Manatees?"
My mouth hung agape, not sure whether it was the fact that there was another group attending this party or mermaids actually do exist. Nevertheless, this is some story.
"What?! How many kinds of you are there?"
"Well, 5 of us: our kind which is Morphs, the butterflies, Pavo Cristatus, the peacocks, Sirenias, the manatees, Pantheras, the cats and Dycats, the feeder or killer or controller or whatever they think they are. There used to be 6, along with the wolves, Canis Lupus, but they disappeared 20 years ago, all of them."
"That's.. a lot to digest," I said, frowning as Yoongi chuckled.
"You know, it's kinda funny because when I was finally Evolved, you were the one who taught me all of this."
"I was?"
"Yeah. I was your favourite out of the the 8 noobs you had to bring around; the one that sleeps throughout training sessions."
"Why don't I find that surprising?"
We laughed for awhile and chatted some more, about how the prawn lady who tried lap dancing on Namjoon but failed to when he spotted a strange bulge that showed its silhouette proudly under her orange thongs. That was when Yoongi found out she wasn't a 'she' at all and in fact another Pavo that got bored at the gay bar. We were all but laughing after Yoongi's recall, appreciating each other's interaction, before a damp Namjoon peeked his head through the door.
"Any of you got shampoo? I forgot to bring mine over."
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Undercover [YOONMIN]
Fanfic"Jimin, you weren't the only one on undercover. Can't believe you were that unobservant. For an agent of Dycat, that's pretty low... Unless you aren't one of us, well, then that's a whole different story, don't you agree?"