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

Chapter 3

The sirens called.

The Purge has started.

Taehyung drove Jimin's truck, me in the backseat. I started breathing shallowly.

I was afraid we were going to die.

I was afraid they were going to die.

Jimin must've heard me panicking, because he said: "Ah, Ara. We're in this together." He looked at me, and held out his hand back to me. "Hold my hand."

I hesitated, saying: "N-no.. I'm fine. This happens every year.."

"It shouldn't." He grabbed my hand, his touch almost soothing.

My face was red like Hell. (See wut I did there? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))

We pulled up to a ginormous convenient store that sold everything in big packs. It was a large, flat-roofed building along the outskirts of Seoul.

"Here we are,~" Taehyung said in a whisper.

"Yah," Jimin stated. "Don't be nervous, hyung. This is a place with unlimited hiding places."

Taehyung nodded, and got out of the car. Suddenly, he opened the back door on my side, and pulled me out gently.

He looked into my eyes, deeply. Seriously. "Do you trust me?" He asked.

I paused. What kind of question was that?

"...Yes," I answered.

"Good. We're a team. You have to."

I nodded, and we all set off.

~.~

"Yahhh...~" Jimin groaned, collapsing on the inflatable mattress. "This is comfy."

Taehyung and I looked at him.

"Park Ji Min-"

"Call me Jimin."

"Alright..." I continued. "Jimin... what are you doing?"

He smiled. "Laying down. Care to join me?"

Taehyung jumped on the bed, too. "Yay!!" He screamed, laughing.

"Yah!" Jimin yelled. "This kid!"

Taehyung laughed, smiling.

"Erm..." I sniffed out. The kind of sniff-out when you see something funny on the internet. "I'm hungry."

Jimin sat up. "There's lots here.~"

"Mhm," I answered. "I'll find some cheese... I want it."

"I'll come,~" Taehyung offered. "Before... they do."

I swallowed my fearful emotions, hesitated, but took his hand, and we walked.

~.~

I smelled the strong but delicious scent of cheddar, blue, Gouda, and smoked cheese from the aisles around me.

This better be worth it, I thought, mentally scoffing, and headed on.

"So... you want cheese?" I could practically feel his smirk.

I blushed like mad. Why the hell was I jealous? Lmao.

"Erm... yes," I answered.

He nodded. "Alright. ARMY definitely needs help."

I hated giggling, but I did it. Taehyung always ruined me. "You should watch BTS cracks..."

"Hmm? Can I?"

My eyes widened. "Uh... sure." Before handing him my phone, I deleted all the crazy fan videos I watched. Heheh...

"Oh, I'll put Korean subs on for you. It's in English," I said, and put them on. Handing it back, I smiled. "Here."

While Taehyung was mesmerized by the cracks, I grabbed some cheddar, and some bread. Ripping the bun open, I stuffed the cheese in, and bit.

"Nom," I chewed, soon after realizing that I was turning into Jin. I cursed under my breath for being so obsessive. And how was I not dead? I mean, I was partnered with my bias and bias wrecker.

Damn.

I sat down on the cold floor, and ate. Nothing special, and that was nice.

After, V came over to me, and handed the phone back

"So..?" I asked, nervously. There was some pretty disturbing things in those videos...

He grinned. "Now I think our fans are REALLY weird." He laughed.

The ends of my lips curled up. "Yeah."

(A/N: Tell me if I should delete this cringey part, but...) I started staring at himn unintentionally. He was so beautiful. His eyes, the box smile, his jawline. His 4D personality was the best part.

His smile faded, and he was staring at me, too.

"Wow.." I blurted.

He chuckled. "Happy?"

I avoided eye contact.

I'm such a pabo! What the hell is wrong with me?

I brought my self up, mentally face palming, and brushed the dirt off my pants. "Guess so. We should go see Jimin?"

He hesitated, but agreed.

And then we heard a bloodcurdling scream.