Sorry for all the time skips, hehe -Author

-7 months later-

"Guys, I really should go home." Jimin laughed as he beat RM in Mariocart for the 100th time. "He's cheating, I swear!" RM defended himself. "Nah, you just suck." Jin laughed in his face as he threw a piece of popcorn in his mouth. "Lemme beat him." Jungkook laughed as he snatched the Xbox controller from RM. "Fine. I give up." RM sighed as he flopped next to Suga on his couch. 

It's been a long time since the name V was mentioned. Jimin slowly accepted the fact that V was gone, and that he would have to raise their baby alone. He knew it was going to be tough, but he wasn't a murderer. He wasn't about to kill something, or someone, who hasn't even seen the sun. Unlike V, who would shoot anyone for money. Now that Jimin thought about it, he was glad V was gone. That meant he wasn't in danger anymore. He was semi-happy with his life. But it would be nice to have someone to lean on when things got tough. Even if he was almost 8 months pregnant, his stomach remained the exact same shape it was months before he met V. That was a relief. His doctor said it wasn't a bad thing, so Jimin could care less. 

Jimin's friends did volunteer to help out every once in a while, but Jin had to pay Suga $100 before he even considered it. He hasn't seen V or Kyungmin in over 7 months, so it was like nothing had happened. Except for the fact he was now going to be a single parent in 2 months. But he told himself everything would be okay, and that he would at least have Jin to lean on. He was the most responsible and mature one of the group, if it wasn't already noticeable. After that night V shot Suga in his foot, the police still found no trace of him. It was a lost cause. 

I guess you could say Jimin was doing just fine without V. 

"You know I'm amazing at everything, so you should just give up now." Jungkook smirked at Jimin as he chose Rainbow Road. "Over my dead body." Jimin sneered at him as the countdown began. 

5!

4!

3!

2!

1!

GO!

Jimin got off to a great start, passing Jungkook as he went into 6th place already. What Jungkook didn't know, was how much of this specific race he had played by himself as a kid. He wanted to be a master at Mariocart, and this is where he started. He knew all of the tips and tricks to getting 1st place every time. And he wasn't going to let Jungkook win in front of his other friends. 

Jimin bumped into Jungkook on a sharp right turn, and shook his remote slightly. Jungkook was blasted off of the rainbow, and into endless space he fell; Bowser yelling as he fell to his death. "F*ck you." Jungkook cursed as he was finally placed back onto the track. Jimin smirked as he pressed down harder onto the 'X' button, as if it would make him go faster. He could hear RM, Jin, Suga, and J-Hope placing bets on who would win behind them. They were too poor to bet money, so they were betting snacks. The easiest bet to win or lose in. 

Jungkook and Jimin were neck-and-neck with each other in the end, and Jimin knew exactly what to do. Once the finish line came into the camera view angle, Jimin turned his remote vertically, causing Jungkook to bump into him, and slide to the left a bit. Jimin pressed on the gas, and turned as he dashed for the finish line. Jungkook slammed on the 'X' button as he followed Jimin, but was too busy focused on him to notice the runway getting smaller. Like an idiot, Jungkook drove straight into the void as Jimin sped across the finish line. 

"HA!" Jimin fake laughed in Jungkook's face as the champion music began playing. "That's not fair- I call a rematch!" Jungkook protested as he let out a stream of curse words. "That's not Suga's rules." Jimin winked at Jungkook as he laughed evily. "Yup. Whoever wins, wins. No re-matches." Suga smirked at Jungkook. "B*tch this is not f*cking fair- you saw all the sh*t he pulled on me! He f*cking cheated his little a*s!" Jungkook yelled lightly as he spun around to face Suga. "That's called skill, Jungkook. Something you should work on." Jimin laughed as Jin handed him a pack of gummy bears. 

"I will end you!" Jungkook threatened. "Don't be a sore looser, Kook." J-Hope laughed from the couch. "I ain't no f*cking sore looser, b*tch." Jungkook cursed at him. "Um, I do believe the proper grammar is 'I'm not a f*cking sore looser, b*tch.'" Jimin corrected him in a Russian accent, bursting into laughter. "I swear-" "I should get going though. I'm tired." Jimin interrupted Jungkook as he stood up. "It's only 2 A.M.! How are you tired?!" Jin asked him suddenly. "I'm tired. It's not my decision to decide when my body thinks it's time to die." Jimin glared at Jin, speaking with a monotone voice. 

"Fine. Your loss of a fun night." J-Hope sighed as he popped 6 chips into his mouth at once. "Now how the f*ck did you do that?" Suga asked smartly as he stared at J-Hope. "What? I'm a switch. I either suck a dick and swallow, or bite someone's bottom lip to the point where it bleeds." J-Hope joked as he ate more of his Doritos. "What does biting someone's lip have to do with how much you can swallow?" RM questioned him. "So I can swallow their blood." J-Hope told him, sneering his teeth like he was a vampire. 

"You really are the most stupidest person on this planet." Jimin laughed at him. RM looked at Jimin, and burst into uncontrollable laughter. "B*tch what the f*ck are you laughing about?" Jimin scoffed at him. "Stupidest isn't a word, dummy. You just called him stupid when you don't even know words." RM wheezed, causing J-Hope to laugh as well. "Yall are high. Suga's got a meth lab in his basement or some sh*t." Jimin sighed as he grabbed his jacket. "How the f*ck did you know." Suga fake gasped as he looked at Jimin with fake shock. "I'm smart like that." Jimin smirked at him as he zipped his jacket up. "Thank you, and good night!" He smiled as he bowed, as if he was a performer on stage. "F*ck off!" Suga yelled at Jimin, booing him down. 

"F*ck you too, unattractive man in the black!" Jimin pointed at Suga as he grabbed his keys from his pocket, getting ready to run out of there. "B*tch-" Suga cut himself off as he jumped up, and ran toward Jimin. Jimin cursed as he swung open Suga's door, and ran to his car. He blinked rapidly as the cold rain crashed against his jacket. "Oh f*ck that, I'm not getting wet." Suga instantly ran back inside. "That's what she said!" Jimin yelled to him as he unlocked his car door. "B*TCH, I'M GAY!" Suga screamed at him. "You're right! Cat's don't like water!" Jimin burst into laughter as he quickly jumped in his car. "I know where you live!" Suga yelled angrily at Jimin, who didn't seem to care. 

"Me too!" Jimin smirked at him as he shut his car door, desperate to get out of the rain. He knew Suga absolutely hated it when someone compared him to a cat. Even if he was. Jimin turned on his car, and blasted the heat. November rain was always the coldest. When he pulled into his apartment driveway, his heart jumped out of his chest when his front door was wide open. Did he get robbed?! Holy sh*t!

Jimin immediately shut off his car, and shoved his phone into his front pocket where it would be the most easiest spot to get it if he had to call the police. Worst case-scenario, his last words to his friends were curse words. Crap. 

Jimin flipped up his hood, and quickly ran inside of his apartment. He ran into his house, and everything was messed up. His TV was broken, the glass coffee table was shattered, the small stand by the door where he hung his keys was on the floor, the kitchen cabinets were open, and- 

All of the sharp kitchen knives were scattered on the floor, the tips dripping with red blood. 

Jimin left his door open for an easy escape, and looked down the hall at his bedroom door. Closed. The guest room door was open, and he made a run for it. "Oh come on~" He groaned as there was blood on his white sheets. "Seriously? If you're gonna kill someone, don't stain the perfectly white sheets!" Jimin whispered lowly to himself, not wanting to attract anyone. 

He jumped and almost fell as a loud crash was heard from his room. 'Sh*t, they're still here!' Jimin panicked in his head. He went over to the dresser, and grabbed a piece of broken glass from a picture frame. Oh, everything glass was broken in the house. Even the lights. Except the light that seeped out from underneath his bedroom door. That light seemed to be on. With the piece of sharp glass in his hand, he pressed his ear against his bedroom door with his heart beating faster then he could comprehend. He heard a loud male voice, but he couldn't make out what he was saying. 

It sounded like jiberish. Not any language he knew. Wait, was he about to witness an alien invasion?! Jimin quickly called the police, and told them he was robbed, and the people were still in his house. They said they were 20 minutes away. 

"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" Jimin screamed as he busted open his bedroom door with his phone in the air. "I have the police on the way!" He yelled as he gripped the piece of glass in his hand. "Well isn't this a reunion?" Seojun laughed as he wiped blood from his mouth. "Seojun?!" Jimin yelled in surprise, panting slightly from the fear. 

"Thought you were with Suga." Seojun chuckled as he stood up from the floor. He heard coughing and gagging from behind him, and adrenaline began to fill his veins. "How do you know where I live?! Why did you destroy my house?!" Jimin yelled at him. "Oh, sorry about the mess. He was resistant at first, but he's calmed down now." Seojun smiled behind him over his shoulder. Seojun snapped, and Jimin heard someone running behind him. 

Jimin spun around, and had just enough time to slice Kyungmin's face before he was punched. "K-KYUNGMIN?!" Jimin yelped as Kyungmin fell to the floor. "You two are so weak." Seojun sighed as he clicked his gun. Jimin turned around to face him, and froze at the loaded gun that Seojun was holding. "Worthless assassin's." Seojun shook his head in disapproval as a loud gunshot rang in Jimin's ears. Before he could realize what happened, everything fell black as he fell to the floor. 

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