"Jimin should be coming over in a second, I don't know why he is somehow making us run so late. I watched him get dress, gosh." Jin huffed, looking at his watch frustrated, but Yoongi just hums, nodding his head.
"Yeah, he does that sometimes... You just have to go with the flow." He says, texting someone on the phone Namjoon had given him early that day.
"I know that, I'm practically his dad but come on." Jin whines, throwing his head back which allowed him to catch Jimin jogging their way as he puts in an earring. "Wow." Namjoon spun around as well, not liking how his husband said this 'wow' but Jimin defiantly deserved it.
"You look- what's another word for wow?"
"Astounded, amazing, electrifying, you pick!" The smallest teased Namjoon who nodded, looking him up and down before he went to Jin's side after kicking Yoongi who lifted his head and dropped his jaw. "Look good?" Jimin tilts his head, turning his body to the older.
"You look beautiful as always, Jimin, but now let's go eat." Yoongi stood up and walked by the younger, heading to the car that was already pulled up. Jimin looked at Jin confused but the older's only advice was to shoo him away so he could talk with Namjoon.
The smaller huffed and crossed his arms, walking to the car and getting in, sitting opposite of Yoongi. When Jin and Namjoon came in, the oldest got into the driver's seat to begin taking them onto the dirt road in between the two grape fields.
"So, how did you two like Paris?" Namjoon inquires, turning around to look at them.
"Well other than Dean trying to kill me and kidnapping Jungkook, it was alright." Yoongi hums agreeing, and setting down his phone.
"I got a question. So Dean and Jackson were partners, yet I was the one to kill him, why isn't he after me?"
"Because no one saw you, they saw Jimin," Jin answered, glancing back at the smallest pouting and looking at his outfit, then Yoongi. "Say Jimin? You slept with Dean right?" The two snap their heads to the older.
"Yeah I did, why?" Jin smirked and did a small shrug.
"Joon and I had a bet which we would like you to settle, we wanted to see who has slept with the most and who was the best." Jimin rose a brow and brought his hands up to start counting. Yoongi looked over and his jaw dropped when he went past the 10 mark.
"Why have you been with so many guys?" Jimin slowly turned to him with a nervous smile.
"They weren't all guys, but most were for missions or like... I would like to buy a vowel please!" Yoongi scoffed and turned away, yet catching Jin's eyes.
"Je t'emmerde." The older chuckled. (A/n: French translate of 'Fuck you')
"C'est le boulot de Joonie." Yoongi's eyes widened and he turned to Namjoon who had a hand over his mouth. (A/n: French translate of 'That's Joonies job')
"Vous parlez français?" Yoongi questioned, looking at him with surprised eyes. (A/n: French translate of 'Do you speak French?')
"Oui, et Jimin pense que c'est très sexy." (A/n: French translate of 'Yes, and Jimin thinks it is very sexy')
"The language?" Jin hums and Yoongi glanced at the smaller looking out the window.
"And you as well." The pale choked on his spit, turning away from the oldest and to Namjoon who was smirking at him.
"He's great isn't he?" Yoongi moved his leg to kick his mentor's seat, laughter erupting through the car when suddenly Jin slammed on his brakes. Jimin blinked out of his thoughts and looked to find a man dressed in red standing in front of them.
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The Mini-Me Team // Yoonmin
Fanfiction"If we die, I'm going to spend the rest of our afterlife reminding you that this was all your fault." Jimin rolled his eyes and moved away from the older. "That's cool, I wouldn't mind having company while being a ghost." ~•~•~ After Jimin is taken...
