| chapter 15 |

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"I think we should," you said, staring up at Jimin.

He took your hand and led you to where the gear was. He took off my coat and set it in the back room.

We both got the equipment necessary. We went to the middle of the large room, facing the targets.

"First, you need to learn how to hold a gun, then you'll learn how to shoot," Jimin said, taking one of the guns off of the wall.

He gave it to me and I just held it up and shot it at the target, the bullet going through the paper, hitting the middle perfectly.

"What the fuck," he said, amazed to see that I could do such a thing.

"Well, with my free time I wanted to learn how to shoot. You know, just in case," you said, winking at him.

He scratched his head a bit confused on how he should teach you, "Well uh, we could teach you to fight?"

"I guess," you shrugged. You learned a bit on how too fight while learning to shoot as well.

He bent his finger, signaling you to go towards him.

"I'll teach you to fight."

Time skip

After about 3 hours, Jimin is sitting on one of the couches, out of breath.

I go to the small fridge and grab 2 cold water bottles and hand one to him.

"Damn, you're good. I didn't expect you to be that good," he said, opening up the bottle and chugging it.

You shrug, telling him that it's no big deal.

We decide to head back to the living space and get something to eat. It's nearly 7 pm at this point so it's nearly dinner time.

Everyone is already at the area, in the living room, sweaty and panting as well.

"Damn, seems as though you guys worked hard as well," you say.

They all nod, and gesture for you to sit down with them. You take a seat next to Yoongi, putting your leg on top of the other.

Yoongi took your legs and put them on his lap, making you turn to the side a bit.

"Careful there Yoongs," Jimin said watching Yoongi.

Yoongi put his hands up in surrender, showing he has no intention of touching you in an inappropriate way.

"I'll order food, I'm gonna step outside for a moment," you said, moving your legs from off of Yoongi's lap. He groans, rolling off the couch.

You open the door and step on to the porch and get out your phone to place a large order for noodles.

You order the noodles and decide to sit down on the porch in the chair sitting outside.

You hear a door shut, and you look over to see a matte black car pulled up next to the living building. It starts to snow as the figure walks to the area, stepping on the porch with you.

You look straight ahead, not wanting to make eye contact with them, considering you had no idea who they were.

"Cold out here isn't it?" the guy asked, who had a deep ass voice.

You turn your head to look at him, and sure enough its Taehyung.

"Yah. Aren't you not supposed to be here? And how do you know this place? Are you trying to kill us?" you ask, feeling scared.

"Come inside, the boys are probably waiting," he said, opening the door.

They boys? Doors he know who they are? This is all confusing. Does he know Jimin? If so, why did he try to beat up Taehyung last time?

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