¤ His Only Exception ¤ ON HIATUS ¤ (Hybrid Park Jimin x Reader)

Together ~ Ch12

☆ (Y/n)'s Point Of View ☆

Two minutes... Only two minutes untill my train arrived. My foot tapped against the floor anxiously, the bag of snacks i bought were beside me and now spilling out onto the floor. I was too nervous to even care at this point because the idea of being in Busan alone kind of scared me.

I usually took Taehyung or Yoongi with me for anywhere that i went because they knew how to defend me if i were to be attacked since people knew me as the 2nd head to The right way. I guess we had more supporters than haters but the haters were always so violent towards me and Namjoon. They hated the idea of being called out for what they did wrong to their hybrids.

My mind drifted off to Jimin, thinking how he would react once he realised i was gone. The fact that i was his mate and not with him would surely make him furious but it was Busan i was heading to out of all places. I was going to the place that he resented the most so i was confident that his memories will be too much to even follow me here. He's been through too much in Busan so i doubt he would ever think about going back even if it was for his mate.

I wondered how Namjoon was handling Jimin... Jimin clearly wasn't fond of Namjoon or the rest of the gang and his fear of touch made it extremely hard for Namjoon to get in to contact with him but I'm confident he found a way to deal with that problem that wasn't a violent solution.

The two minute mark was finally set and i could feel the vibrations of the train that was on it's way beneath my feet. I shoved my phone in my back pocket, my mesage to Namjoon that i was about to send now deleted and the phone turned off.

Is Jimin okay?
(Deleted)

I packed all my fallen items back into my plastic bag and stood out of my seat, releasing a big sigh. I almost didn't want to leave but i needed to figure out how to save those hybrids.
I would first need access to the files in our Busan branch and then i would need to figure out a way to go undercover into TB3's competition. I would definetly not be able to go undercover as a hybrid so that option was completely out of the question and i didn't have enough money to become a bidder so i had no idea what to do. I guess i would have to figure that out once I'm in Busan.

The train fianally settled infront of me and a worker stood infront of the doors, waiting for them to open so he could begin his job. Then the doors opened, creating a loud noise that made everyone wince. I stepped forwards giving the man my ticket which he returned with a friendly smile and a nod, motioning for me to enter. Sighing once again, i stepped onto the train with a heavy heart and started searching for my seat.
Seat 13 Row 10.

This train ride was almost three hours long and i just hoped that the junkfood and my phone would keep me entertained for the whole time. It was almost impossible sot to get distracted by the thought of Jimin at this Point. He was the only thought that clouded my mind. It was almost as if i could hear his voice calling for me. Slowly getting closer...

"WAIT!" A voice bellowed behind me.

I froze, i definetly knew that voice and i almost didn't want to turn around to see the person that has been racing through my head this whole journey.
But i did and there stood Jimin, sweating and panting being held by two security guards who attempted to pull him off of the train.

"Is this your hybrid, Miss?" One of them asked, gritting his teeth as he used all of his strength to hold Jimin back. Jimin's fear of touch made him angry, his teeth extending as he was about to swing his arm with outstretched nails to scratch with.

"Jimin, stop! Yes, he is my hybrid. Sorry for the trouble." I addressed them both, bowing the guard as i pulled Jimin along with me, anger clearly evident in my tight grip around his wrist.

I pushed him down on the seat infront of me, i was lucky that i didn't have to pay for Jimin since he was a hybrid but the fact that he was even here was more important to me.
"Jimin, what the hell?!" I hissed, sitting down in my seat and glaring at the hybrid who sat there fiercly, no regret being shown.

"I should be saying that to you! I'm not letting you do this alone. I'm coming with you. Namjoon said you had to go undercover and you can use me to do that." He told me seriously, his ears stood proud and tall.

"Jimin. I can't put your life in danger like that---" he cut me off with a protesting growl, slamming his hand against the seat next to him.
"And i won't allow you to be in danger! I know where TB3 is based and if you have a hybrid you can be registered as a master and me as a fighter. I have never lost a fight and this will give you enough time to get your evidence and save everyone who's still there." He told me pointedly, his foot was firmly pressed against the ground so i knew he wouldn't back down. His plan was of genious but still very risky. But it might work...

"Why? Why would you offer to do this after everything you've been through?" I asked him, sadness and pity evident in my voice, my eyebrows furrowed as I stared at him.

"Because i ran... I left them all behind and i feel gulity." He whispered, looking down at his lap while clenching his fist. He only wanted to get closure... He has probably felt the guilt weighing down on his even since he escaped that place and i should at least give him this much.

"Okay, we'll do this together."

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