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Chapter 4

Jimin came back home at six and he feels like he's going to pass out the moment he gets on his bed. And he wasn't wrong. With a groan, not even changing to new fresh clothes, he slept in the comforts of his own bed with the lights off.

After dealing with that sorry excuse of a human, Kim Taehyung, he went to the second person on the list and it turns out she got her cat stuck on a tree at her backyard. The short story would be Jimin successfully handing her cat back with scratches on his arms and back.

The third one was a bit further than the rest. It was an old man who needed Jimin to deliver a package to his daughter's house. He told Jimin to be extra, extra careful and to never drop it. That one was easy to do for Jimin since the man seemed very kind and he delivered it to his daughter's doorstep without any problem.

And the last ones were not really that memorable.

Jimin groaned when the light switched on, it felt like his eyes were burning. "Can you please turn it back off? I'm trying to sleep here?" He mumbled under his breath. He pulled the covers above his head only for it to be yanked away from him by Hoseok.  

"This is the reason why I highly disagree with you. You have scratches for goodness sake! I'm not working my ass off just for you to look like you've been mistreated."

"Uh huh, so we're gonna have this talk again?" Jimin turned around, not even bothering to open his eyes. He's tired and he wants to sleep but Hoseok is here again in his room arguing about his job.

"I want you to quit, Park Jimin." Oh boy, he sounds serious and Hoseok is rarely serious. "Why are you even doing this? I told you that my jobs are more than enough. Is it really not enough for you?"

Jimin sat up on his bed and looked at a tired looking Hoseok. "You know that's not what I meant, Hyung. Don't make me feel guilty by trying to make it sound like I'm an ungrateful brat. It irks me that I'm not earning anything and you have to pay the bills by yourself."

Hoseok crossed his arms on his chest. "You are in college if you don't remember. You're supposed to not earn anything."

"But most of the people there have part-time jobs!" Jimin argued. He's honestly not in the mood to have this conversation right now. Why can't I? I'm not gonna be a kid forever."

"Because I don't want you to. I spend the whole day worrying about you. The answer would always be no! Just," Hoseok sighed, he looked at Jimin who's wearing an  displeased expression. "Just do what I say, Jimin." 

Hoseok walked out and when he returned, he had a bottle of alcohol and wipes in his hands. "No, that hurts." Jimin protested.

Hoseok paid him no attention, not even speaking a word as he cleaned Jimin's arms while the younger tried to pry him off.

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"Why did you let him in? The last time I checked, this is my place and you're not even a guest." Taehyung asked coldly. "Look, if you don't wanna tell me who the boy is then you're not anything useful. Get lost." 

He grabbed Yuna's arm and dragged her to the main door while she tried her best to yank her arm back from his tight grip. If she was still human, that spot would undoubtedly have a bruise.

"That's because he is the boy!" She exclaimed and Taehyung dropped her arm. 

Taehyung laughed at her. "Maybe you don't know this but I hate liars the most." 

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"Don't dare to fool me. There's nothing special with that boy. I want you to get the fuck out of here."

Yuna touched her sore cheek with her hand. She can't feel pain but that doesn't mean she doesn't feel offended by what the man just did to her and Taehyung knows that.

"You didn't call right? Then how come he had your address?"

Taehyung thought for a second. "That was only a mistake, they must've messed up their information. How can you prove that you're saying the truth?"

"I followed him earlier and he lives at the fourth floor."

Now Taehyung was getting more irritated by the second. He wants nothing more than to throw her out of the window or beat her up until she's nothing but smoke and ashes.

"You do know that I can finish you off any second, right?" His voice got deeper as he looked at the girl with dark eyes. "I don't care if he lives in the same building as me. That doesn't prove anything, it's a coincidence."

But Yuna swallowed the lump in her throat. She did hear some stories about Kim Taehyung and all of his works. They said he hunted ghosts for money but he stopped about a year ago and no one seemed to have a concrete reason as to why.

"Do you think Namjoon would allow anything to be a mere coincidence?" She scoffed. "I'm not dumb and I'm pretty sure that you're not either."

"What are you implying?" He fears that he knows where this conversation is leading.

"He wants you to kill Park Jimin." She said flatly and Taehyung needed a minute a good minute to process what she just confirmed.

"Namjoon must be insane to plot this. I, if you still haven't notice, am a human. If I hunt ghosts and spirits, I get paid for it. However, if I killed someone, I would be in prison. Do you get my point? So no, I'm not. And get the hell out before I lose my shit."