"W-what?" Jimin studdered out of fear as he stopped crying. "I'm an assassin." V repeated. "Is there anything else you need to know? I dropped out of high school. Skipped college. My mom and dad are dead. I'm an only child. And I know how to play Overwatch." He told him. "What, do you possibly need to know to trust me as a person, and care for me as a friend?" He asked, sighing.

"Y-you want me to trust someone who MURDER'S PEOPLE?! YOU'RE INSANE!" Jimin screamed at him as he pushed him onto the floor. "You have to kill me, don't you? You came into my life to kill me. You built a relationship to make me suffer when I found out the truth. You had sex with me just so you could get what you want. You lied to me to get closer to me. You're a psychopath." He scoffed lightly as he ran to his kitchen, and grabbed a knife.

"You probably hired those people to beat you up, just so you could f*ck me out of guilt for yourself." Jimin added. "Jimin, put the knife down. You're not the person I need to...take out. But you might be if you say anything." V told him as he stood up cautiously.

"Don't come near me." Jimin spoke darkly as he stared V in his eyes. Making Jimin's heart rate go faster, V ran to the guest room. He came out with a pair of black leather pants. Jimin felt like he was going to pass out out of fear when V pulled out a hunting knife, and a small black handgun. "I have to get close to you to take out Suga." V explained as he looked up at Jimin from looking down at his gun.

"No. Leave my friends alone." Jimin told him with a shakey voice. "I have to. Suga was my old boss. He got a new job as a new groups' boss. If you ask him on Saturday what his new job is, I bet you $1,000 he won't tell you." V explained. "He doesn't tell anyone anything, stupid a*s." Jimin cursed at him. "Proves my point. And Kyungmin, his role is to scare you enough to the point where I go out to kill him with Suga, but Suga is the one I end. Just don't say anything, kitten." V explained as he slid his knife and gun back into his jeans pocket.

"Then why did you say the things you did? You said you don't want me getting hurt, and that you'd always protect me. You meant physically, but what about mentally? You probably know all about my dark secret in my basement, so you started lying from the first day we met." Jimin asked as he started crying for like the fourth time.

"Kitten, that's part of the job. And for the record, I'm not supposed to have sex with you. Because that can lead to me catching whatever feelings toward you that prevents me from doing my job. But you are literally the smallest, most adorable human being on this planet, and I didn't even know or imagined you had that extremely hot side. You are unlike anyone I've had to have a relationship with to get my target before. You're special. And that's why you got me. Suga originally signed Kyungmin up for your case to kill you, but I fought for you, and we all learned Suga had a relationship with him, which is why he was fired. So you're lucky I find you extremely small." V told him.

Jimin dropped the kitchen knife onto the counter as he cried, again, and that same self-hate woke up. "Get out."  He spoke sternly. "I can leave your house, but I can't leave you. If I abandon you, Kyungmin takes over, and there's nothing anyone can do about it. No matter if you call the police, or your friends, or anyone, he will take you. No just sexually, but physically and mentally. Trust me, you're lucky I'm here right now." V explained.

"I thought we were friends! I thought we were gonna be okay! I thought I would be safe with you! But now I know it's all because you want to kill me!" Jimin yelled as he burst into tears. V was confused on why his heart just broke. He's seen so many people cry in his life. Why the hell was Park Jimin so different from everyone else in this world?

"I can't believe I fell for your scandals, and jokes, and games." Jimin scolded himself quietly, stress filling his entire body. "Just don't say anything, kitten, and we'll be okay. You'll be alright." V told him softly as he took a small step towards the kitchen.

"You won't kill my best friend!" Jimin yelled at him as he ran up to him, and weakly punched his chest with tears streaming down his face. "Kitten, I-" "What the f*ck am I supposed to do with my life now? What the f*ck am I supposed to do with myself? How the f*ck do I live with my extremely poor decisions?" Jimin choked out, hating himself for everything. "You're still okay, kitten." V cooed as he hugged Jimin. "NO!" Jimin screamed at him as he pushed himself away from him.

"Park Jimin!" V yelled as Jimin ran out of his apartment. "Jimin!" He yelled as he saw Jimin running in the middle of the street, obviously trying to get away from him. The sunset had just began, and it was guaranteed lots of cars were still speeding through. "Jimin!" V screamed as he ran faster down the dark concrete street, only a meter behind him now. "Stop, please!" He called after him. Wait, why was he doing this? Why was he chasing after this person? This isn't what he does with his meaningless life. He's better then this. Oh well. He was going to chase after Jimin even if it meant running at night.

"PARK JIMIN!"

Loud, screeching brakes escaped the speeding car as the big machinery came to an extremely delayed hault. Too delayed.

"PARK JIMIN!"

The bright purple car finally came to an immediate stop, but nothing stopped Jimin from falling face-first onto the black concrete underneath the loud flex of a vehicle.

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