Forbidden Child - JJK (Sequel) ✔︎

#6 - Reunions

Yoongi's POV

I don't know where the hell I'm running to but I don't stop. I growl at anyone in my way. Pushing past people harmlessly walking and ignoring their complaint, I frantically run around trying to find Jimin. I furiously stop and transform back into myself, letting reality hit me.

Jin's dead.

Hot tears sting my eyes and I quickly wipe them away, breathing heavily. It makes me even more angry that he was killed. Who the fuck would do this to him?

Desperately I spin around, hoping to see Jimin's face somewhere amongst the angels and dark angels. I can't imagine how he's feeling. Jin's like his brother, like my brother too. I know I haven't known him as long as he and the others have but he still meant a lot to me.

Yelling from behind me catches my attention and I turn around. Dark angels amusingly kick around some boxes of food from a local shop. They laugh as the various types of fruits scatter on the ground, and the shopkeeper looks at them drop in horror.

One in particular catches my attention. The way his hair is styled, the way he walks and the way he yells at people in his way. Although he wears a black mask he seems familiar.

Is that...who I think it is?

He turns his head in my direction and I quickly look away, turning my body completely. After a few seconds I glance back at him and he's looking somewhere else now.

One of the dark angels he's with pats him on the shoulder in a hurry. "Come on, let's go!" He yells.

He turns and follows the other dark angels, all of them transforming into their wolves and dashing off down the street.

I open my mouth to yell his name, when a figure suddenly is clinging onto me from behind. Startled I stumble forwards and turn my head.

"What the fu-" I immediately stop my words. My emotions return again as he sobs violently into my shoulder and my arms instantly wrap around him.

I exhale in relief that he's okay. But then again he's not okay. He's broken, we both are.

"Hyung, he's gone." He chokes out.

Squeezing him more in my grasp I let the tears that have been begging me to drop finally fall out. And we both just stand there, crying.

***

"20 years I've known him, Yoongi hyung. Since he and Hana accepted Hoseok hyung, Jiwoo and I into their home." Jimin sniffles whilst wiping his damp cheeks with his hands.

Both of us dangle our feet from a little building behind all of the shops and the people. We look out at them all, just watching them.

"When the war broke out, my parents died. Jiwoo's parents died. Hoseok's parents and his older sister died. Everyone we knew were gone. We barely knew each other at the time, but we still stuck together. Until we met Jin hyung and Hana. Jin took one look at us and he knew, that if he had just left us there, then we would've died on our own. So he took the three of us with himself and Hana, and went straight to the King. And you know what the King did?"

Jimin chuckles just thinking about he answer. "He accepted us. He took three complete random kids into his home, and raised us like his own. But as we grew older, he had less time for us. And so then it was Jin hyung who took care of us. The four of us were like his children."

I let out a little laugh. "Your situation...kinda reminds me of us."

Jimin tilts his head. "What do you mean?"