the last of the untold | jimin and taehyung x reader ✔️

Chapter 2

It was 11 once I got there.

The Bangtan boys, I thought. This was going to get interesting.

My thoughts ended as I felt someone grab me. I looked around frantically, but whoever had me held my head in place. I was trapped.

A knife was at my neck as a voice sounded.

"Who are you?" It was a male. A very familiar tone though...

Jimin.

I grabbed the knife, and broke free.

He wore ripped jeans and a black tank top. His hair was dyed purple, his skin was perfect, and his muscles. Oh man, his muscles.

I bowed. "Park Ji Min. I am one of your team members."

I looked up at him, and his face showed that he wasn't buying it.

"Name?" He asked.

"Ara Chim."

He became more relaxed. His eyes were friendlier.

But he grabbed my wrist, and jerked me up.

He was beautiful in person.

"Ah," he said smoothly, with a smirk. "You know who I am?"

I nodded quickly, and looked down.

Another voice called.

"Jimin?" It was shaky, and nervous. "Jiminie! There you are."

It was Taehyung.

He looked at me.

"Are you Ara?" He asked, with hopeful eyes. He smiled his box smile.

I glanced at him. "Yeah.."

"I think she's an ARMY," Jimin said, and chuckled.

I felt Taehyung's grasp around me. He pulled me into a hug, and whispered: "We'll protect you even more."

Damn, I thought. That was fast.

Jimin pulled us apart, and looked deep into my eyes. "You ready?"

I paused.

Really, I had a high chance of dying, and if not, Jimin and Taehyung dying. Somewhere in the city, J-Hope, Jin, Rap Monster, Suga, and Jungkook would, too.

But I stared back at Jimin. "Ready as I'll ever be," I mumbled.

~.~

We were sitting in my bedroom, lights turned off.

"This is a game of kill or be killed," I began. "And instead of moping around, we need to have fun with it."

"What do you mean by... fun?" V asked. His voice was so low. So wonderful. And to top it off, he was wearing a black beanie, a black sweatshirt, and ripped jeans as well. His hair was dyed blonde. The Blood Sweat and Tears fashion.

I couldn't think about that right now, though.

"We have to be serious about this," Jimin persuaded, desperately.

To look at him like that was enough to make me want to die. He was afraid. We all were.

"Ah, hyung, just believe in me," I said, trying to sound trusting. "...I'm a fan of BTS, so that means we could all trust each other."

I checked my phone. 11:26

"And there is only 4 more minutes left."

Jimin sighed. "Does everyone have their weapons?"

Taehyung and I nodded.

He got up, and looked at me.

"What..?" I asked.

He slightly smirked. "If everyone dies but us... we need a way to reproduce..."

I blushed, but laughed.

"This isn't a romance, Chim Chim," Taehyung said, and put an arm around me.

Before Jimin ruffled Tae's hair and turned back around, he looked me up and down.

I swore he smiled.

• chapter two for y'all
btw I'm editing all these little author notes cuz I realized I'm rlly cringey help