grim ; yoonmin [original]

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"THIS is namjoon," yoongi pointed to the boy at the table, "and that's jungkook." said boy finally stopped digging in the fridge and pulled out the contents to make a sandwich.

"we've met."

"he's my doctor."

yoongi looked at jimin oddly before shrugging and making his way beside jungkook. jimin watched quietly for a moment, entangled by his thoughts.

he knew. he knew what yoongi was. he knew what namjoon was.

"what are you jungkook?" jimin asked. his hands were folded behind his back and he fiddled with his thumbs. now that he was in the presence of yoongi, he felt slightly afraid. as if one wrong move would anger the other and he'd snap jimin's neck, or worse, tae's, and make jimin watch.

"i'm your doctor." jungkook's bored tone made jimin roll his eyes, because he knew that's not what meant.

but before jimin could ask again, the younger boy looked up playfully through his lashes, making jimin shut his mouth.

"i'm exactly what you think i am."

taehyung looked between the two, who seemed to be having a telepathic conversation. he wasn't stupid. he knew something was being communicated that he wasn't filled in on. "jimin, what's going on?" he tugged the hem of the other's shirt, dropping his voice to a whisper.

however, tae whisper was basically him talking, just in a deeper voice. "we can hear you over there, baritone." jungkook quipped, making namjoon chuckle. yoongi watched the scene from the kitchen, leaning on the counter, wondering how he allowed all of this to happen.

he partly wondered why he even saved the two boys. yes, jimin was fun to play with, but he had questions about the boy he needed answered. the only reason taehyung was spared was because yoongi knew jimin would be upset if otherwise. of course, yoongi could've brought him back from the dead, but that's only if he didn't go to heaven.

yoongi knew taehyung would definitely go to heaven.

jimin hesitated to answer tae and slowly brought his gaze up to the expectant one's of the other boys'. "tell him." yoongi edged with a nod.

"yoongi is the grim reaper." he said quietly, so taehyung didn't get to catch it clearly. "yoongi is a gym peeper?" taehyung frowned in uncertainty, but his voice, which was loud as always, was clear enough for the other three to hear.

jungkook laughed loudly and namjoon stifled a chuckle with the sleeve of his jacket. the back of yoongi's hand came in contact with the side of jungkook's head, emitting a loud smack.

"i'm surprised i didn't hear an echo," yoongi sneered, "i could've sworn it was hollow."

namjoon's hidden chuckles became loud gasps of air as he banged his large hand against the glass table. he held his stomach in pain as he laughed wildly, almost falling out of the seat.

"why are you so extra?" jimin tilted his head to the side at namjoon's state of being. "what did you say?" taehyung was tugging at the bottom of jimin's shirt again, his face lightly flushed at his mistake.

"yoongi is the grim reaper." he repeated.

taehyung giggled, wiping his dirty fingers in the napkin provided, "you're still talking about that?"

"you talk about me?" yoongi smirked in intrigue. he knew he was on jimin's mind especially since the boy kept having nightmares about him; nightmares he provided.

"only about the ways in which i can kill you and get away with it." jimin's eyes sharply cut to yoongi, momentarily forgetting the fact that he was the grim reaper and not an ordinary human.

"shit, yoongi, you're gonna let him talk to you like that?" an unknown voice spoke from out of nowhere, startling both tae and jimin. they looked around for a sixth person, yet was only in the company of the three boys.

jungkook groaned and glared at nothing in particular, "shut up scythe, no one asked you to be here." jimin and taehyung grew confused at the exclamation, but jimin had short realization to what he was talking about.

the sultry voice spoke up again with a growl, "don't confuse my existence with yours."

"we have a lot of explaining." namjoon offered a kind smile to the two bewildered boys at the table. a smile almost father-like, making jimin almost want to trust him.

almost.

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it's like somewhere around 3pm right now, and i got my eyes dilated at 10am and these bitches stay aching