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I Will Ruin You (v)
An enraged individual with a personal vendetta towards someone else. The byproduct will certainly be social humiliation or at some extremes... death.

-Urban Dictionary

J I M I N

About an hour after Charlotte had gotten to our temporary HQ, I get a text from my mother.

Mom
Jimin, it is time for you to come home,
wherever you are. I'm having people over
for dinner and I need you home to help me.

Jimin 
Can I bring a few friends over? 

Mom
Sure, as long as you do not interrupt my
dinner.

Jimin 
Okay then, I'll be home in a few minutes.

"Guys, I need to go home." I start and all of them groan.

"But I have permission to bring you guys over. We would just have to help my mom prepare the house for a dinner." I tell them and they all scramble to get their shoes on except Yoongi who continues to race through the level we were playing on Super Mario Brothers.

"Yoongi, are you not coming?" Jin asks.

"I am, I just wanted to finish this round."

"Sure you did." Namjoon whispers under his breath.

"Is it that, or is it that you don't want to go to Jimin's?" Hoseok asks.

Yoongi gives Hoseok a challenging look and continues to deny the obvious.

"I don't mind going to Jimin's house. I just wanted to finish this round."

"You're funny hyung." Jungkook says, laughing with Taehyung.

"Come on, Jimin, you can lead the way." Taehyung says with a smile as he opens the door for me.

"Thanks Tae." I say with a smile.

"Jimin, wait up. How are your short legs walking that fast?" Yoongi says as he closes the door to Namjoon's house.

"It's called I work out and I am not a lazy couch potato, hyung." I yell back at him over my shoulder, fastening my pace.

"I am no couch potato, Jimin. You stop right now or, I swear Jimin, I will ruin you so bad, that you won't be able to feel your legs for a week." Yoongi threatens.

"Ruin me. I dare you." I say, turning around. I raise my hands up beside me and let them drop back down, still taking a few steps backwards.

 Charlotte has been fairly quiet this entire time, but now, she speaks up and says, "Oo, Jimin is gonna get some."  

"You pabo, did you not think I was serious?" Yoongi says, walking through the rest of the group.

Then I hear, "Jin-hyung, what did Charlotte-noona mean?"

"Nothing, Jungkook. Just be quiet and let the two figure this one out on their own."

I would follow the conversation with my eyes, but I'm too busy daring Yoongi with my eyes.

"Jimin, you are going to get yourself in a world of hurt if you don't stop right now." Yoongi says, almost growling.

"What? You can't even catch up to me now?" I ask, slightly leaning forwards.

"I can. It is a matter of whether I want to or not. Besides, I may have been speaking of something else other than walking, Jimin." Yoongi says, taking a few more agonizingly slow steps towards me.

"And what might that have been? It's not like I'm doing much else."

"True, but I could have been speaking more along the lines of, say, your attitude. Attitudes can get people killed, Jimin. So watch how you use yours." Yoongi says, taking a few more steps so that he is about a foot away from me.

"Like my attitude would get me killed. Unless you are a murderer."

"You never know, Jiminie, you never know." Yoongi says before turning around.

"Are we going to go, or not?" Yoongi asks, merely inches away from me.

"I'm ready whenever you are." I say in a low voice.

"Then let's go." He says, walking past me.

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