"it's been a long time since we've properly talked, hm?" runjin tilted his head and continued staring directly at jimin. "back then it'd actually take some work to make you crumble underneath my hands. now; nothing."
jimin stays silent and hugs himself; trying to feel protected in his own arms. but he still feels so weak. when did he become so weak?
"the last time i saw you was the day you left. and, god how mad you made me," runjin grumbled. "those fucking pimps on lonnex; thinking they can just come out of no wear and steal the prince from his kingdom." the older studied the beaten up boy even more. "well, they could only keep your dignity, hm? cause i don't see that anywhere around here."
jimin bit his lip and didn't know what to do in this moment. is he supposed to fight back, or stay quiet? stand up and leave, or stay and take it until it's over?
"and now no words to defend yourself? nothing to along the lines of 'shut up' or 'go fuck yourself'? wow, i'm truly impressed on how much those high class idiots humbled you," runjin's smirk grew wider.
and jimin stayed quiet.
taehyung almost crashed the motorcycle as he got off the water and into the bumpy grounds of moirae. he groaned and quickly got off the motorcycle before it landed on him; jungkook following.
jungkook brushed off his knees and sighed from the awkward trip; riding on water wasn't the best way to travel.
taehyung, on the other hand, was looking around in awe of the new terrain.
the ground looked almost dead, all the houses in sight looked like they could tumble down at any point, and the clothes that the islanders wear looked ripped and disgusting.
"so...this is moirae," jungkook spoke after a long silence. "should we start asking around?"
"i guess so," taehyung huffed and started walking forward.
they stayed on the back streets; trying their best to not come in contact with anyone around them. but, eventually they would have to, right? they can't just go around the whole island looking for jimin with no certain path.
"um, hey!" taehyung puffed out his chest and decided to ask a random 9-year-old kid who was sitting on his window ledge a story up. he looked down at the two with questioning eyes. "do you perhaps, um, know where park jimin lives?"
the smaller boy started cracking up; thinking that the two were pulling some joke and it was the funniest thing in the world. he didn't stop until he saw the two boys continued staring at him; obviously being serious.
"you seriously don't know where that shit lives?" the boy chuckled once more. taehyung has to literally grab jungkook's arm to hold him back from punching the boy in the face. "i mean, i really don't know. unless you got somethin for me," the boy smirked.
jungkook scrunched up his face in confusion as taehyung just continued to stare at the boy.
"how much?" he spoke; now confusing jungkook even more.
the boy sat straighter and turned to taehyung with a smile. "i was thinkin 40," the kid said.
taehyung took out his wallet and fanned his money out; taking 40 and handing it to the boy.
the boy's eyes blew wide at the amount of money taehyung had in his wallet. "i'm actually not feeling 40. what about 80?"
"80?! that's unfair!" jungkook growled at him. the boy smirked at them.
"well how much does the information matter to you?" he mocked at the two boys.
before jungkook could say another word; taehyung took out another 40 and gave it to the boy. "just tell us where he lives."
the boy smiled and took the money gleefully. he flipped through it and looked back at taehyung. "you're pretty desperate to find out his location. you wanna best the shit outa him with runjin?"
the comments confused the two. who was runjin? why would they want to beat him up?
"um...y-yes," jungkook decided to say. it was a decent alibi, and they couldn't exactly tell them they were the two princes of lonnex wanting to take back jimin.
"haha, alright. well, go straight that way and turn right at the third stoplight. his house is number 19; he's usually hiding at home so you should be able to get a hold of him. well, if his mother lets you," the boy chuckles again. jungkook's just about ready to punch this little asshole in the face.
"okay. thank you," taehyung spoke and grabbed jungkook's wrist; going on their way.
the two practically ran around the streets to get there as fast as they could. the adrenaline in their blood was kicking in; distracting them from all the robberies and fights that were going on around them.
they ran and ran all the way until they hit house 19; seeing the awkward and disheveled house on the corner. and then they ran there, too.
and taehyung didn't hesitate to bang on the door three times and wait. at first, there was nothing. no sound, no voice, no door opening. no nothing.
it was like that for awhile. was no one home? did they have the wrong address? did that stupid kid lie to them?
jungkook grumbled and banged on the door again.
"what the hell? we paid $80 just to get the address of an abandoned home," jungkook growled and punched the door out of anger.
"clam down; i'm sure no one's home right now and we did get the right address. we'll just...have to wait out here until some—"
taehyung and jungkook fell themselves get pulled in forcefully by someone who quickly closed and locked the door behind them.
the two princes, wide eyed, looked over to the boy in which they traveled so far and waited for so long to see.
jimin quickly made sure no one saw them and turned back to the two princes that stared at him intently.
and the water works started to come.
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y'all should i write smutor naw
idk what to do anyways here's the new character they reunited with jimin n my heart is warm :)
i have gotten a whole 2 hours of sleep in the past three days and basically living off of coffee rn tbh
anywayssss cya later in the next chapter!
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Bad Guy? [Jikook + Vmin]
FanfictionOn a island called Moirae Island lived all of the worst villains that plagued the world. They ranged from the most powerful villains to the least. Trapped by a magical barrier around the island; the islanders were forced into isolation from the main...