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No Specific Date Kim Residence/Seokjin's Home
Seokjin's P.O.V.
Jimin didn't last when he opened the door to his friends room.
He broke down in a sob as soon as he saw the empty bed, knowing it was too late.
We apologized to Jimin, as a group, we didn't protect our Taehyung from his mental decision.
The boy wanted to go live with a monster; Who are we to chose his fate?
The somber tone of the house slowly subsided. It grew more accepting.
Jimin was the last to accept that he couldn't see his best friend anymore. He denied and threw a fit when we tried to convince him.
Now, he sat in Yoongi's lap, crying into his bulky shoulder. The rest of us sat in regret.
"We should've kept an eye on him." Hoseok said.
"But this is what he wanted, Tae chose to fall with that maniac." Namjoon argued.
Sighing, a pat Jimin's shoulder and stood up from my seat.
"Well!?" I yelled, grabbing the attention of everyone in the room. "If this is what Taehyung chose to do, we should accept it!"
RM nodded and the others stared at the floor.
"We obviously understand that serial killer won't harm Taehyung, correct?!"
Jimin's sniffles could be heard when the group whispered their 'yeah'
"And if that bitch does anything to my baby, we'll do the exact same, right?"
"Yeah!" Hoseok shouted. Jimin's pink hair shook when he raised his head from Yoongi's wet shoulder.
"Y-yeah!" He said, I ruffled the soft tuff of his hair. "Let's be happy for that little rascal, he found love even though it's not someone we would've thought of."
Over the months, we grew to trust the couple. They sent us messages and letters, while we sent them photos of us.
Jimin sent middle fingers to Jungkook, but Taehyung asked for that to stop, which caused Jimin to send even more middle fingers.
The duo even visited us for dinner once. It was extremely awkward, knowing a serial killer was eating with us.
That didn't stop Jimin though!
The boy continued to kick Jungkook's leg under the table, causing the man to flinch in annoyance.
Sorry mom, we became friends with a murderer.
"Jin?" Taehyung asked as I sat on the porch, watching the sunset.
"Hm?" I responded, turning my head to the blue haired boy.
"A-Are you mad that I'm dating Jungkook?" He mumbled, staring at his black boots.
It was the tense silence after the question that gave me the reminder that Taehyung was nervous.
"Not at all! This was fate after all!" I replied, hugging the boys with open arms.
He bobbed his head on my shoulder. "Good, because I know he won't hurt you."
They laughed with each other, glancing back at the living room and watching Jimin and Jungkook argue.
Taehyung grabbed my hand and pulled me into the brightly lit room,
"Let's go have a sleepover! I'll help build the fort!"
