Mercenary |BTS JIMIN MERCENARY FF|

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'Welcome back.' Namjoon greeted us with a big smile, sitting on the sofa. 'Did you have fun?'

'I did!' Jungkook grins proudly, raising his arm, making me roll my eyes in response, and Hoseok and Jin just laughed

'I don't even want to know.' Namjoon picked up on it right away, stopping him before he overshared. He then looked over at Hoseok, who was still carrying my dress over his shoulder. 'I see you got a dress.'

'She sure did. Looks amazing. You gotta see it.' Hoseok grins, getting excited all over again

'And see it, I will.' Namjoon smiles. 'It's all set for tomorrow at 1.'

'Tomorrow?!' I almost yelled at the poor guy, but he only found it funny

'Yes. It needs to be done ASAP. Can't be any sooner.' He chuckles. 'Are you scared? Getting cold feet?' He teases

'No.' I relaxed a little, laughing. 'I was just shocked that you got it all ready so fast.'

'It's not like we need to plan a whole party. We just need the main part. Say your I do's, and you're done.'

'I was kind of looking forward to the party.' Hoseok whines

'We can always throw one at home. Thanks to Yoongi, there is enough alcohol to get half the Seoul drunk.' I'm not sure if Jungkook is trying to make him feel better, or if he wants to party. Whichever one it was, Hoseok lit up.

'I wanna decorate it!'

'I'm helping!' Jin got just as excited

'Guys-'

'Shush.' Hoseok put a finger on my lips to shush me, then put the dress over my head as he started discussing decorations with Jin

'You started this. You deal with them.' I threaten Jungkook, pointing my finger at him

'Would it really be so bad to relax for one night? All we do is work, and you are getting married. If that's not a cause for celebration, what the hell is?' Jungkook seemed a bit more serious this time

'Even I agree with him.' Namjoon smiled kindly

I was just looking at them for a moment, then sighed in defeat, letting them win. They are actually looking forward to having some fun. Why would I say no anyway?
'Party it is.'

'Yessss!' Jungkook squished me so hard that I started wheezing, and only then he let me go

'Jimin's not home, just in case you're looking for him.' Namjoon says to me. 'He said he had something to take care of.'

'Okay, no worries. Thanks.' I smiled and ran away while I had the chance. Those three crackhead were in a heated argument about the party, so I'll just save myself.

I figured I'd leave the dress in my room so he doesn't see it until tomorrow. What I didn't figure out is that I'd fall asleep as soon as I touched the pillow.

JIMIN POV

I came home to find the guys screaming around the living room like maniacs.
Hoseok and Jin were holding some coloured papers, arguing over them. Jungkook was watching them as he was shoving his mouth full of crisps. Taehyung and Namjoon were grimacing at the heated pair, while Yoongi massaged his temples, looking like he had a headache.

'What the hell are you two doing?' I make my presence known, shutting them up for the shortest moment

'Ah, thank fuck. Quickly, choose a colour.' Hoseok raises a paper in his hand that was gold, then rips the silver paper out of Jin's hand, raising it just the same