metanoia «yoonmin»

10

Jimin sat at the bar across of Kihyun and sipped from his orange juice. He was definitely not ordering alcohol. He was holding the small silver earring that Yoongi had chosen for him in his small fist. The elder now had a client and was tattooing a handsome pink haired man with small man.

It had been around ten minutes since Jimin's piercing was over when Jeongguk stood up from the tattoo chair and went to look at his tattoo in a mirror. Then he joined them at the bar. Jimin wanted to talk with the younger boy. Why had he joined the Seafoxes? Why was he getting a tattoo?

Jeongguk ordered a glass of water as he sat next to Jimin. He did not dare to look him in the eye. Jimin wondered what could have made a good Christian boy who actually believed unlike him to join a gang.

"Everyone has their reasons, Jimin." Kihyun shook his head. "Just like you,  Jeongguk has his own as well."

"Stop reading my mind, please." Jimin frowned. "What made you join?" he asked Jeongguk.

"What made you?" Jeongguk still refused to look at him.

"I want my powers back." Jimin shrugged. "I don't know if you saw me but I had them for a little while. I have never felt more alive."

And Jimin was not lying. Not using his ability had made him sick and permanently exhausted, dark circles he had to cover with foundation under his eyes. He had become skinny and had close to no strength in his arms or legs. He used it for the first time in a year that night but the difference was prominent. His dark circles had disappeared and he felt well rested. His hair looked smoother and softly than usual. His mood has improved a ton.

"I," Jeongguk seemed hesitant, "I'm not exactly pure. I've sinned."

Jimin's eyebrows rose. This was a serious deal, especially in families like theirs. "Sinned? With what?" His whole attention was on Jeongguk now.

"That..." Jeongguk turned around to see Taehyung bother Mingi while he was cleaning his equipment. "I can't tell you yet... Maybe some other time." He sighed and took a sip of water. "They promised to protect me from my parents. They promised to accept me no matter what I am."

Jimin nodded thoughtfully. He could understand Jeongguk. After all his own parents were probably about to butcher him once they saw what he had done to his precious virgin ear.

"Taehyung isn't that bad, you know?" Jimin said. He remembered the others big smile as he was talking about Jeongguk and how excited he seemed to see Jeongguk had joined their group.

"I know," Jeongguk whispered. "I guess I had misjudged him."

"You boys have a lot to learn about the world." Kihyun chuckled, eyeing Jimin. "Things aren't always the way parents have thought you."

"There goes Kiki with his life lessons again." Zuho laughed. "Let me have at least one break without questioning my existence."

"Just because Yoongi calls me Kiki doesn't mean all of you should." He sighed, cleaning a wine glass.

Jimin allowed himself to chuckle and soon so did Jeongguk. The studio had such nice and friendly atmosphere that one would not have considered the type of dangerous people who worked here.

"Fuck."

Minho stood up from his stool so sharply that it fell to the ground. The male seemed angry, his sides twisted. He reminded Jimin of the night by the church and Jeongguk's Metanoia. Minho was not just a soft guy who loved his friends. He was one of the most dangerous people among the Seafoxes.

"Jisung. We are going," he called, already heading for the door.

"What? Min, I'm still at work." Jisung looked around anxious.