Mercenary |BTS JIMIN MERCENARY FF|

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'Nooo... stay.' I mumbled in half-sleep, trying to hold onto Jimin and keep him in bed with me as I felt him trying to get out

'I'm afraid I can't do that. I have some work to do.'

'One more minute. Please.' I nuzzled into his chest, taking in his scent. I can feel his heart beating under my face. I can feel his warmth as he wrapped me in his arms, leaving a kiss on the top of my head. 

'I'm gonna be pretty late today.' 

'That's okay. Just come back to me, no matter when.' I hugged him a bit tighter, leaving a kiss on his chest

'I'll do my best.' He kissed me again before pulling himself out of my grip and leaving the bed

I watched him as he got up, walking around the room in nothing but his boxers, cracking his neck. If he didn't have all the battle scars, I swear he could be a model. He is way too gorgeous for an assasin. 

'That is really unneccessary.' I tease, watching him put on his black cargos. I swear most of his clothes are black

'I would rather keep myself nice and covered while I'm working.' He teases as he puts on his shirt as well, then leans over me. 'And you can work on undressing me.' 

'I love my job.' I giggle. 'Go. And be careful.'

'I will.' He kissed me on the forehead, then left the room, closing the door behind him gently

I got up shortly after that, unable to fall back asleep. It's only been about 2 weeks or so since we've gotten together, and he hasn't slept in his bed since. Not that he sleeps a lot. He always stays awake after me and wakes up before me. Sometimes, I wonder if he's a vampire because I wake up in the middle of the night sometimes, only to see that he's awake.

'Oooh, look at you getting up early. You know it's not even 6?' I ran into Hoseok in the hall, who decided to fling his arm around my shoulders happily

'I can't sleep.'

'Jimin keeping you up too late to go to sleep?' He wiggles his eyebrows

'Jealous?' I tease, nudging him a bit

'Of him, maybe.' He winks

'I'll tell him you said that.' I tease

He wiped the grin off his face, turning serious and removing his arm. 'Oi. Don't play with my life like that. I thought we were friends.'

'I'm only joking.' I laugh. 'I don't wanna find you skinned alive.' I joke

'I would take it as a joke if I didn't see him to that in the past.' He shudders

'Not even surprised anymore.' I chuckle

'Wow. I just told you he skinned someone, and you didn't even bat an eye.' He laughs in shock

'I know what he is. I know what he can do. I don't care if he commits a genocide. Nothing he does will change the way I feel about him.'

'What if one day he just breaks and goes crazy and tries to kill you?' This one didn't sound like a joke

'That's also okay.' I smile. 'If I have to die, I'd be happy if it was by his hands.'

'Ah, nice. You are just as disturbing as he is. Now it all makes sense.' He nods almost to himself

'Thank you.'

'You down to train some?' He asks. We haven't trained together yet, despite me being here for 3 months now

'Sure, I'm down. What do you wanna do?'

'Fighting, obviously.' He started it as if it's the most obvious thing

'Make sure you don't eat too much. I wouldn't want you throwing up your breakfast.' I tease

'Oh, look at you. Someone's getting cocky.' He was laughing like a maniac, having me join him

'Jimin trained me. I could kill all of you now.' I joke as we sit down at the table

'Wanna put that to the test with me?' Namjoon walks up to the table with the biggest grin on his face

'You'll have to get in line. I need to get rid of him first.' I joke, pointing at Hoseok

'I wanna be a part of this.' Jungkook raises his hand like he's in school

'I'm not into it, so I'll just record.' Taehyung jokes

'Make sure you get good shots.' I laugh with Taehyung

We kept joking for a while about me kicking their asses, full well knowing they would squat me like a mosquito without having to move their hands.

At some point during the breakfast, I started feeling a bit lightheaded. I guess I wasn't the only one. And Taehyung seemed to have picked up on whatever it was.

'Drop everything. Whatever you're eating or drinking, throw it up now!' He almost yelled, making everyone jump up and start running

'What's going on?' I ask, feeling confused. More so than usual

'This metallic taste in your mouth is a tranquilliser. You need to get it out of your system now!' I could barely understand him. His speech was a bit slurred. I guess this works fast.

I didn't realize how weak I was already until I tried to get up and my legs just wouldn't work. I saw through my blurry vision Hoseok trying to throw up in the sink, shoving fingers down his throat.

I tried to grab onto the chair and lift myself up, and that's the last thing I remember before everything went dark.