𝙄𝙣𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙐𝙥 // Discontinued

9

Jimin stared blanky at the wall. He's been doing that for hours now completely lost in his thoughts with himself.

He hated being alone with his thoughts.

Suddenly he started crying, tears running down his chubby cheeks as he pictured the childrens lifeless bodies around him.

His brother, sister, mother and father lifeless at his feet.

Jimin had just came home from school and the door was busted open.

He remembers that day so vividly....

~𝐹𝑙𝑎𝑠𝒉𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘~

"𝑀𝑜𝑚? 𝐷𝑎𝑑? 𝑌𝑢𝑚𝑗𝑢𝑛? 𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑔𝒉𝑜?"

"𝐽𝐼𝑀𝐼𝑁 𝐻𝑂𝑁𝐸𝑌 𝑅𝑈𝑁!"

"𝑀𝑜𝑚? 𝑀𝑂𝑀?! 𝑀𝑂𝑀 𝑊𝐻- 𝐷-𝐷𝐴𝐷!"

𝐽𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝒉𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑, 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝒉 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝒉𝑖𝑚 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝒉 𝑎 𝑔𝑢𝑛.

𝒉𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝒉𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝒉𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑤𝒉𝑜 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝒉𝑒𝑙𝑑 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑏𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑛.

𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑔𝒉 𝑡𝑤𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑛 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑒𝑑 𝒉𝑖𝑚. 𝐻𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑.

𝒉𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐𝒉𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑚𝒐𝒕𝒉𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝒉𝑜𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑡.

"𝑀𝑂𝑀! 𝑀𝑂𝑀! 𝑁𝑂 𝑀𝑂𝑀 𝑃𝐿𝐸𝐴𝑆𝐸!"

𝑇𝒉𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝒉𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠

"𝑛𝑜, 𝑛𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒! 𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑦'𝑟𝑒 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑑𝑠!"

"𝐻-𝒉𝑦𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑..."

"𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑜𝑘, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑜𝑘!"

"𝐼-"

𝐵𝐴𝑁𝐺!

𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑔𝑢𝑛 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓𝑓 𝑒𝑐𝒉𝑜𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝒉𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔𝒉 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝒉𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑡𝒉 𝒉𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒.

"𝑁𝑜....𝑛𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑛𝑜, 𝑁𝑂 𝑁𝑂 𝑁𝑂! 𝑃𝐿𝐸𝐴𝑆𝐸 𝑁𝑂!"

~𝐹𝑙𝑎𝑠𝒉𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓~

Tears just fell while he pictured his family in front of him dead. He couldn't do shit but watch as his family was murdered over money.

All except him. No they took him, trained him and made him kill both men women and children.

He was so drained of life at the time that it didn't bother him. It wasn't until he met Jin and Hoseok that it occurred to him what he did was wrong.

He murdered so many children, wife's and mothers. Took father's away from their families all for fucking money.

The guilt of all that made him try and commit suicide at one point. He tried to burn himself like he did to all those bodies.

Of course he didn't succeed because Jin had found him. Both of them ended up getting burns on their bodies.

Luckily Jin's weren't so bad but Jimin's were. His whole torso had burned and scarred. But it wasn't enough, he didn't suffer enough.

So he turned to self harm which he still does to this day, he tattoot on his body covered most of them so lucky none of his lovers noticed them.....𝒚𝒆𝒕

Jimin continued to stare blankly at the wall in his room letting tears leave his eyes.

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Eight hours later Jimin was now lying on the floor crying. He couldn't find it in himself to move or do anything.

But he also didn't wanna alone either

He forced himself to get up and walk to Jin's room, putting on his game face Jimin busted Jin's door open startling the male from his slumber.

"Jinnie baby I'm horny!"

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~𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑝~

Jimin held Jin in his arms holding the male tightly. What Jin had said about loving himself moved Jimin to tears

Why couldn't he love himself?

He wanted to be happy as well. Why couldn't he? Was it because of the sins he committed that didn't allow him to be happy.

He knew he was never going to be happy again, but he wanted to. He wanted to be happy so bad and with the ones he loved.

He wanted to be happy for Namjoon...

They all did and so far only Jin had succeeded in finding happiness within himself.

But in all honesty how could a killer be truly happy?

How could Jimin be happy knowing about the pain he's caused to so many.

Jimin held Jin's sleeping figure tighter crying

Jin wrapped his arms around Jimin still asleep. Jimin cuddle the male till he fell asleep. Even while falling asleep he blamed himself over and over again...

'𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑢𝑙𝑡...'

(A.N)

Can't make it longer since I don't wanna reveal tooooo much. So this one and the next one will be short ones!

I think I could have done somewhat better then this, but I still liked it!

Have a nice day! (つ✧ω✧)つ