Bloodsport'15

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getting a name was harder then he thought. he sat in his car, watching every place where anything could possibly take place, but nothing. then he came to the conclusion that maybe he was being watched himself.

a disguise would be nice.

but he fucked up.

he mixed love and work.

"kim! you're ruining the whole mission, if you get caught i will personally kill you!" the man yelled as he slammed his folder on the desk, "were so close!"

"were not close! we don't even have a name!"

"what are you saying kim?"

"i'm say- it's just- i want to be free again! i want a life, i want to fall in love peacefully , i want to go in public and sit in a cafe, i want-"

"you want exactly what you signed away 13 months ago."

the hunter nodded his head. "i do."

"you're mine kim." the man said, "now get me a name or pick out your tombstone."

kim fought back tears as he stormed off to his "home" which was paid for my the government. everything was, but in exchange he could never fall in love. never get married. have kids, go to a baseball game or even mow his damn lawn. he didn't even have a lawn- the government did.

"are you okay?" ah, his voice. his baby. his beautiful baby.

kim took of his jacket and engulfed his baby in a hug, "i'm okay."

"babe you sure?"

"we need to talk."

the talk. but kim couldn't do it. the talk was too much for him. in fact he already had this talk earlier in the year but here he was again, having the same talk with another person. he fell in love to easily.

"a-about what?"

dont cry. kim begged effortlessly in his head, but his baby was already crying before he even began to speak.

"i know." the pink haired boy cried. "i know you have to break up with me."

"i'm not going to."

"you have to- f-for work. i know."

"baby i love you so much and i'm willing to risk everything.." kim grabbed the younger boy's hands and brought them up to his lips before kissing them dearly. "i'll die a million times before i leave you- but this won't be easy. life will be hard. you'll have to hide, move from your family-"

"i can't do that!"

"look-" kim sighed, "i can find someone who's just like you, teach them everything about you, they can become you."

"hyung-"

"Jimin please."

days past and Kiwon- the new Jimin- was sitting on the living room floor with freshly dyed hair. he remembered everything and agreed to do it with no complaints. as an orphan with little to no money he found Jimin's life to be the best life.

"he's just like me."

"that's the point." kim smiles and held jimin close

"don't fall for him." jimin mocked

"i won't- i love the original." he kissed Jimin gently and glanced at Kiwon who seemed ready to live jimin's life for him.

-

"what the hell are you talking about!"

"i swear he knows nothing! he only knows i had to move for work! p-please, this won't affect my work. this won't change anything. i c-can get this done."

"kim-"

"sir i'm begging you." the hunter was down, his gun on the floor, his head on the floor, his hands on the floor, he was at his lowest. his shoulders shook violently as he sobbed, "he's the only thing that makes me feel alive, i need him. please."

-

"what do you mean kiwon is d-dead."

"you heard me Jimin, he's fucking dead!"

"oh god." Jimin covered his mouth, "my parents think i'm dead?"

"Jimin there's more.."

"i-i don't wanna hear it." Jimin sat down, clearly lost, "i can't-"

"Taehyung killed him." kim couldn't hide it any longer- or more that he wouldn't hide it at all. the mere fact made his stomach turn.

he had been friends with Taehyung. more than friends with Taehyung.

"namjoon, tell me you're kidding."

jimin's voice was quiet and he held the counter for support.

"i'm sorry."