Jimin's POV
"How've you been?" Yoongi breaks the silence surrounding us. The three of us are sat back on the building Yoongi and I were sat at when we first saw him with his gang.
Taehyung sighs and nods. "Good I guess. What about you guys?" He glances at the two of us but then shakes his head. "No, that was a stupid question. Nevermind."
A soft chuckle leaves my lips. "Other than today, we've been good too."
Taehyung nods again. "What about Talia? She's must be big now."
"Yeah, she is. She walks, talks, cries, laughs, eats, poops. Just the average 5 year old." I smile to myself thinking about her. Yoongi chuckles and nods.
Even Taehyung lets out a little laugh, and rubs the back of his neck. "That's good."
When Yoongi said that Taehyung hasn't changed a bit he really wasn't lying. His hair is still curly and long, his facial structures still stand out, jawline sharp.
Only his clothes have changed, obviously. They're all black as usual, a long vest top covered with a jacket and baggy jogging bottoms, and trainers finishing off the look.
I also notice an inked design on his neck, flowing down the side of it and stops at his collarbone. It's like lightning bolts hitting his skin, the lines being varied in size.
"You got a tattoo?" I say whilst staring at it.
He touches it with his hand and nods. "Oh yeah, the others wanted me to get it. I don't really like it though, but it's done now."
Yoongi piers over to look at it too and his eyebrows shift upwards and nods slightly. "It looks good."
Taehyung mutters a thanks, and we've gone back to being silent once again.
"What have you been doing all these years?" Yoongi then asks, his voice becoming irritated.
"Running, hiding, stealing, killing a little. I've been with them dark angels you guys saw. They're from the west side of Hell, so we never met them when we were still in there."
"You've been living on the streets?" I ask being confused, and my eyebrows jolt up in surprise.
"Pretty much."
"You can't expect us to go back home with just the two of us now." Yoongi says sternly.
Taehyung instantly shakes his head and stands to his feet. "I can't go back Yoongi, you know I can't. Seeing all of their faces again will make me feel guilty. Especially hers." We both know he's talking about Nari.
We stand to our feet too. "It's been 5 years Taehyung, don't you think she would've moved on?" I consider as a reply.
Taehyung looks at me and scoffs. "Have you met Nari, Jimin? She holds grudges. And I know damn well that the one on me isn't going anywhere anytime soon." He steps backwards from us, getting further away.
"Please Taehyung, come back home. We miss you." I plead.
A shocked expression forms on his face, like he doesn't believe us. "You miss me? Really?"
Now Yoongi steps forward and places his hands on either side of Taehyung's shoulders, abruptly turning him to face his hyung.
"Are you that stupid? You're like my little brother Taehyung! I fucking loved you and you just walked out on us! And you didn't come back once! We all thought you were dead so yes, we miss you like crazy!"
Taehyung is left speechless at his words, and continues to look him in the eye. "You thought I was...dead?"
"I didn't want to believe it, so I always knew you were alive somewhere. But after a while I started to consider it, because everytime we went out into the city, or anywhere, we never saw you."

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Forbidden Child - JJK (Sequel) ✔︎
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