variant || jikook || SLOW EDITING

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Edited: 6-30-19

Jimin's POV: 25 August, 2035

Finally. The day of our mission is here. I woke up by the blinding rays of sunlight coming in through my window. I blinked my eyes to get used to the light and looked over at the table beside my bed. I took my phone from the charger and laid back down.

I chuckled to myself at how early I woke up. My alarm was set to go off thirty minutes before, beat the technology to it. I switched the alarm off and set my phone back down. Might as well get something to eat instead of trying to get thirty more minutes of sleep, that I know I won't get.

Everyone was rushing around getting things prepared for the Alpha Unit to be able to wake up, eat, suit up, and leave. I noticed a lonely Alpha Unit leader sitting alone in the cafeteria. I picked out a few things to eat that will improve my performance today, and then went to sit beside him.

"Nervous?" I asked, taking a bit of this abnormal breakfast pastry. Most of the foods in the cafeteria are foods that improve our abilities. Solitaries can't eat anything they want, only what corresponds with their element, or else it could kill them. Merging abilities isn't exactly the best thing for a Solitary. Having all the elements really opens up the doors to food.

Jungkook only sighed, biting on a piece of a red tinted cake square. I'm guessing it was a health cake. If this food is comparable to anything, it's ambrosia. You know, that food the Greeks gods ate that tasted really good. That stuff. It doesn't have all the same effects, but it definitely makes an impact on our performance.

"Jungkook?" I set down my pastry and looked at him. He looked so innocent. There was a literal spark in his fiery, piercing eyes. His hair was hanging just above his eyes. Maybe he needed it cut, but he still looked ethereal.

I realised he wasn't going to talk, so I decided to just stay silent. He probably had a lot running through his head. In all honesty, I didn't want to bother him. This mission could be life and death for us and himself. We had only just come up with an actual plan. It's easy for one of us to screw up. I did a long dramatic sigh, catching Jungkook's attention.

"Come with me." I took the Fire Solitary by his wrist. To my surprise, he didn't try to pull away. I was pleasantly surprised, because I thought he burn me. He kept his cool and followed me. I took him to the gardens right outside the facility. He needed fresh air. To breathe in real air, crisp air.

He looked at me confused, to which I responded with a faint smile. I walked over to a bench and sat down. He sat beside me. After a few short seconds, his head was rested on my shoulder. I looked over, trying not to move him too much.

"I'm scared, Jimin." He mumbled, but never made eye contact. He stayed in his position on my shoulder.

This was so sudden. Jungkook? Scared? I've never heard of it. His reputation was this fearless brave leader, who takes the shit of nobody. Now he's scared? He definitely picked the wrong time to started doubting himself.

Jungkook's POV: 25 August, 2035

Admitting that you're scared is never easy. Believe me, I didn't want to say it. The words slipped through my mind and out my mouth in a matter of seconds. Almost like I said it unconsciously, but I knew all too well what I had said.

I wasn't scared for myself. I wasn't scared for the other Unit members. I was scared for Jimin. I've never been highly acquainted with him, but now he's in my squad. He's my responsibility. A legendary being is in my squad. I feel like a weight has been put upon my shoulders. I feel like I have an obligation to protect him and I want to protect him. I feel like if something happens to him... it'll be my fault for not being careful. This situation makes me stressed, but at the same time I'm truly honoured. Mr. Yi has enough trust in me to put the most valuable agent in Verticile in my unit. Most of all... I'm glad that Jimin hasn't decided to leave...

Jimin sat silently, patting my hair, sighing quietly. I'm glad he didn't try to invade my thoughts by asking questions. He let me be and I'm grateful for that, but I guess it's only right if I open up to him.

"A while ago... during the war? I wasn't born yet, but as a kid... I was quite impressionable if you want to say... I was just so easily effected by the events happening around me. I was vulnerable mentally, but strong physically." I sighed. I wasn't looking at him, but so could feel Jimin's gaze heavy on me.

"My brother... fought in that war... and you know what?" I looked up at Jimin, who stared intently back at me.

"What?" His cold breath was in close proximity to my face. He was definitely in his icy state... with everything going through my head, I hadn't even noticed his steel grey eyes, and platnium hair.

"He was a Variant..." I said. I looked down and tried to ignore the pang of hurt I felt in my chest.

"Jungkookie..."

"He died in that war, Jimin. He died... before I was born. My parents wanted to keep it from me... but of course as I got older, secrets couldn't be as easily kept. By the time I found out, I had still been impressionable... That's why I'm like this. This is why I put on a tough persona. I don't want people to think they can just leave their mark on me and leave me after it. I need to be strong, not just for myself, but for my unit, for this orginisation... for my brother..."

Jimin held me in his arms and I leaned into his touch. The cold he was emitting burned at my skin, and he must've known. Seconds later, I witnessed his skin become tan, and when I looked up, his hair was dark. Without another thought, I laid my head back down on his shoulder. I just hope he didn't mind the tears falling onto his shirt...

"I knows he's up there... telling me to protect you with my life... even if you don't want my protection. Please let me help you, let me help you protect yourself and everyone else. Don't leave me... the same way my brother did..."