FATE // vminkook

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   Jimin tried his best to ignore his parents glares as he ate the outrages food that was cooked by their butler.

"Found another girl that would like too meet you."

Jimin dropped his fork, letting it hit the glas plate and look up at his father, "You did what?"

His mother frowned, "What has gotten into you? Why are you being so disrespectful? We did not raise you this way," she says, taking a sip of her wine.

Jimin wanted to scream. Why is this so stereotypical? A rich kids has a pair of douche parents that are trying to set him up with someone he doesn't want. He's living inside a television drama.

"Jimin," his mother sighed, "what if we found a girl that likes to dance as much as you do?"

"Then maybe she can dance her way out my life."

"Jimin!"

Jimin got up, going to his room. He slammed his door and grabbed one of his Gucci backpack, putting some clothes and other needed things in it. He put his phone in his pocket and opens his balcony doors, swinging the backpack on and he started to climb down.

Once he was on the ground, he ran towards the woods in hopes of seeing the familiar boys.

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Jungkook stood outside the pawn shop that looked as old as the trees surrounding the backside. He didn't want to go to one of the nice pawn shops, not wanting to risk running into the guy who he stole from. He knew he must have been looking for the gun.

Jungkook stepped inside, and wanted to cough from the smoke smell. He walked through the smoke and to the desk where an old man sat, sucking the hell out of the cigarette.

He looks up, standing up once Jungkook got closer. His belly was big, and his white shirt had stains on it. He worked like this?

"What do you want?" The guy grumpily asks.

Jungkook put the gun on the table, "How much would I get for this?"

The guy stared at the gun, a smirk forming on his aged features. His teeth were yellow hand had a few missing, "Ohh, so you are the one that took it?"

Jungkook freezes. This couldn't have been happening. Jungkook swiftly grabbed the gun before the older guy could reach for it and pointed at him, clicking the safety off. Jungkook was all bluff. The gun wasn't loaded, so if this guy tried something, he was screwed.

A sudden alarm sounded, and Jungkook didn't hesitate when he turned and rushed out the shop. He could hear the man yelling, so he ran faster.

He ran the to only place he knew he wouldn't be caught.

———

Taehyung's sister left.

After he came home that Sunday night she was still here but once he got home from school Monday, she was gone.

Her things were gone and so was she. Taehyung didn't know what to do. He was alone with his abusive father. He had no one to cuddle after beatings. Why did she leave?

Taehyung cried on the floor of their shared room. Her side was missing her belongings.

Why did she leave him?

He heard the front door open, meaning his dad was home. Taehyung froze and crawled under his bed as he heard his footsteps come closer.

The door opened and his dads heavy breathing could be heard.