"Why did I have to kill him?" Hoseok questions softly, looking up to the man that's allowing him to sit on his lap.
"Why are you asking me this?" The younger shrugs making the older sigh. "Because then I would've died instead, my love." Hoseok slowly nods, looking out the airplane's window with a sad frown.
"Where are we going?"
"Canada, darling." He hums and exhaled loudly, not being able to sleep because of what happened a few days ago. The faces of Jimin and Jin haunting him but that doesn't matter, he is just happy to be with the one he loves.
"Have you gotten rid of your sluts." Dean rolls his eyes and grips the smaller's waist roughly.
"They are not sluts!" Hoseok's jaw drops and he pushed off of his boyfriend's chest to stand up.
"You haven't... After all, I've done for you. Ha, and you can't do the one thing I asked? I thought you love me!"
"Oh baby, I do. Stop being petty." He smiles, leaning forward to grab Hoseok's wrist, pulling him in for a kiss. The younger melts and curves his body against the elders.
"I love you." Dean hums and brought his boyfriend back in for a kiss, though Hoseok fails to catch how his one true love was looking at the flight attendant.
~•~•~
"Why are we following Jimin exactly?" Yoongi wonders, eating a bag of chips as Namjoon pushed him through the airport.
"Jin told me to take care of him so that's what I'm going to do."
"Your husband's body is back there." The older sighed, and pressed his lips together, allowing Yoongi took notice that they weren't moving. "I'm sorry that was rude of me."
"I have the best people taking care of my husband, and we'll be at his funeral. Right now, Jimin needs us more; he's reckless and very skillful for his age, which also means he is a threat to not only himself but other innocent people as well. Just look." The younger glanced around them, taking notice of the families from all different backgrounds, races, and religions walking in and out of the airport.
"We don't even know which flight Jimin is on, hell we don't even know where Hoseok and Dean are heading."
"We are going to look at the tapes." Yoongi turned around with wide eyes.
"Who's going to let you?"
"The question is, who's going to stop me?" The younger tilted his head and then chuckled.
"Touché." Namjoon grinned, pushing Yoongi to the security room, luckily there was only one person standing guard so as he handles him. The younger rolled to the computers and began looking back to find Hoseok first.
"Where is he?" Yoongi jumped at the sudden voice and turned to his mentor's face right next to his.
"Canada, I'm watching Jimin now," Namjoon smirked at the sight of the purple-haired man coming in the security room as well, then left a few minutes later, getting on the first plane to the country.
"Smart little cookie." The older chuckled and grabbed Yoongi's chair, forcing him to leave the screen with his crush on it. "I have photos of Jimin, you could just ask to see them."
"I can't, that's embarrassing."
"He's 19 now."
"And I'm paralyzed, we all have our problems." Namjoon rolled his eyes and brought them to the front desk, buying two plane tickets, going through the whole airport system until they got to their seats on the aircraft.
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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...
