|| After Dark ||BTS||[INCOMPLETE]

1- Waking up

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Mask on fuck it mask off

The loud music was starting to annoy Jimin as he was on his third bottle. "Woah, slow down ya little party animal. Who're you trying to forget?" Hoseok joked.

"Fuck off." Jimin growled and walked to the next room with his bottle. "I'm not telling you to stop but you should slow down. Or do I have to call Y/n." He shot a death glare at the mention of your name and then left to the other room.

Jimin tried to have fun but the fight between you both left him in a pissed mood. He couldn't believe his best friend was actually going to move to America without telling him. He walked into your apartment to find everything packed up and the fight wasn't pretty.

He left your building pissed and confused but most of all hurt. Next thing he knew he was at a party originally refused but he needed the distraction.
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"Have you seen Jiminie?" A panicked Hoseok asked person to person. Only one was of help. "He left pretty fucked up. But he didn't have keys so we let him go."
Fuck
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Hoseok: where the fuck are you? I won't tell Y/n. I shouldn't have let you leave like that.
Hoseok: Bro tell me now

Ugh
Jimin turned his phone off and shoved it into his pocket. Drinking the last of his beer as he sat in front of the small restaurant's entrance steps. "Excuse me sir? I'm going to have to ask you to leave." The tall man asked kindly as he could smell the alcohol but Jimin wasn't having it.

"Listen here-" he squints to read the name tag "Seokjin. I'm not having a good night and I would love it if you fucked right off." He smiled smugly before Jin grabbed him and threw him off the steps like he weighed nothing.

Jimin got up, wiped the debris off of him before sluggishly walking away. After walking for a while he contemplated everything that happened at your apartment. His blood was boiling.

Bump
"Watch where you're walking asshole!" The tall man growled. "Yeah!" His friends behind him. Without thinking of anything else Jimin threw a right hook with all of his anger concentrated in his fist. Without hesitation a fight broke out and Jimin wasn't winning. He got the shit kicked out of him.

"What's the perfect revenge for an asshole with no manners?" The tall man laughs sadistically. "How about we just leave him. He's got a nice watch and shoes." One of them said. "Or. We can turn him. We all know how much it fucking sucks when freshly turned."

"Perfect."

The man holds Jimin against the wall by his raw throat. Jimin desperately tries to rip his hand off but it's useless. One of the men grabs a bottle, smashes half of it off and presents the sharp side to the leader. The man purposefully cuts his hand then puts his wound against Jimin's bruised and open mouth. Oh what the fucking hell dude. Jimin thinks.

"Drink up baby. It gets worse."
How the fuck could this get worse?!

The man smiles at Jimin's terrified eyes, regret and fear flooding through. He then grins one last time before gripping his jaw and snapping his neck. Jimin slumps down as the man lets go.

"I wish I could see this little bitch's face freak out when he wakes up. But we gotta go." All three of them sprint off laughing sickeningly.

His body lies down lifeless in the dark alley.

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Your POV after the fight and earlier into the night.

"Jimin!" I tried yelling at him to come back, trying to explain myself but it was decided. I knew he wasn't going to turn around. I knew that it was best to leave him alone as much as I didn't want to.

I walk back up to my apartment and sit on the couch, contemplating if moving to back to America is worth losing my best friend. I tried to distract myself by going through my laptop.

Another rabid animal attack in Seoul.
A woman assaulted with bites to the neck! We've got the full story here-

"Ugh. What kind of animal that vicious be doing in the city. If I didn't know any better I would think it's a shapeshifting werewolf or some shit." I laughed at how ridiculous it all sounded.

Im still thinking about Jimin... my stomach growls interrupting my thoughts. Shit. I forgot to eat.

I decided on delivery. "Kim Restaurant" the reviews on that place look really good. It looks like a family owned business, oooh they have noodles. After placing my order I go back to surfing the internet for 20 minutes.

Two distinct knocks on the door alert me, followed by a man saying "Kim delivery!"
Walking up to the door with my wallet you open it to reveal a handsome, tall, black haired man with the plastic bags of to-go. I think I ordered too much...

"Are you Lee Y/n?" He asks with a cute smile.
Goddamn.
"Yep! Thank you so much." You squint to read his name tag. "Seokjin. Here's your payment." Holy fuck he's gorgeous, I handed him the cash telling him to keep the change. We waved each other goodbye. I'll have to order from them again.

After a few minutes of eating you basically had a foodgasm. I'll definitely order from there again.

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Thump Thump

"Agh! Fuck. Why does my head hurt so much." Jimin rubbed his temples as he woke up from up on the concrete in an alley.

"What the fuck happened?"