2 years later...
"Joon I got something!" Yoongi smiled, moving his microphone closer to his mouth.
"Good now where? It's fucking hot in this fucking closet. I thought this place had AC everywhere, my god." The younger rolled his eyes as the curse words continued.
"She's walking by.. now! I'll meet you inside." He took off his headset and hopped out of the Lamborghini. Fixing his decked-out suit that was sadly hidden away from the party, he walked in with his mask covering part of his face, and yet all eyes still turned to him and that felt so fucking good.
A large smirk was secretly displayed as he walked past and to where Namjoon was, holding a passed-out girl, on his shoulder, in a slutty dress.
"Let's go before someone sees this and it goes back to Jin." Yoongi hummed and grabbing the woman's purse before following his mentor, back through the crowd and to his car, however; the woman was placed in the trunk for fun.
"It's been so long since I've seen Jimin, I wonder how he's doing." Namjoon plopped down in the driver's seat and started the car up with a hum.
"You can always call, text, or FaceTime him. Jin and I do it every night so we don't lose touch. And cause we're married but I hear Jimin's available most of the day so text him. Oh, do it right now!" Yoongi sighs and takes out his phone, sending a quick hi to the younger before showing it to Namjoon.
"There? See, now you can stop bugging m-" a ding interrupted them and Yoongi looked at the phone in shock.
"Told ya, he has nothing better to do most of the time!"
"Oh shut it, you old man." He snaps, trying to hide his large smile crawling up his face.
Me:
Hi
(NOT MY) Babydoll:
Hey, how is everything?
(NOT MY) Babydoll:
Miss me?
Me:
Depends, I miss how you would make me smile. I don't miss how you annoy me to the ends of the earth, how I think you put us in danger every time we are together, want me to go on?
(NOT MY) Babydoll:
Oof, which stick crwaled up your ass a died?
(NOT MY) Babydoll:
Cranky or sassy?
Yoongi chuckles and puts his phone down, shaking his head but turned around when they heard a thump from the back.
"She's awake," Namjoon smirked, turning up the music so they couldn't hear the screaming and thumps as she hits the trunk. "What a baby, it's not like we're raping her, my god." Yoongi rolled his eyes and went back to his phone.
Me:
First learn to spell
(NOT MY) Babydoll:
Defiantly cranky, but I know I've missed you
(NOT MY) Babydoll:
Jin usually uses me for torture and Hoseok does spy shit and mostly on the computer, wbu?
Me:
Kidnapping a lot turns out since I'm skinny, I can fit in tiny places, but I met a rat a bit ago and refuse to go in another
(NOT MY) Babydoll:
Well that's fine, I've had to do it but I got over the rats.
(NOT MY) Babydoll:
Have you talked with any of your family yet?
(NOT MY) Babydoll:
I would love to see your dads reaction lol
"Shadow get her out." Yoongi looked away from his phone and then their surroundings, smiling at their new home, he hopped out and went to the trunk to pop it open.
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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...
