"So, do you always carve the names of your victims onto your skin?"

"Always. Wanna see?"

Jungkook presses his lips together, blinking at the man with the faint light of the outside through the window cascading inside, "I think I'm good, thanks though."

Carelessly Jimin shrugs, gazing back at the ceiling with both arms behind his head, cozying himself up on the floor, "You're missing out either way."

Hours have grown late and clearly everyone wasn't up to go on another round trip to a stomach churning portal to land who knows where once again. So Namjoon has brought them all to a motel in another world, after scouring the area for any detections of his beings, but of course came to no luck. So they crashed here, all squished in this two bed motel room.

Namjoon and Yoongi are sharing a bed, along with Karma and Seokjin - surprisingly but then again not. Despite being from different worlds, they sure do have this odd dependency on each other since they've met, but no one really questions it. Meanwhile Jungkook, Jimin, Hoseok are just sprawled out on random places on the floor. It probably past midnight and Jimin usually doesn't sleep.

He never does really...

So here he is having a good conversation with Jungkook.

Ironically so.

"Is there ever a person you have named on you who you didn't kill?"

Jimin's smile didn't falter to the question. If anything, it grew more careless with a small giggle as he presses a hand to where his heart is.

"Right here, engraved on my skin," Jimin says proudly, his smile this time twitching, "But he's still dead."

Jungkook turns to his side, facing the madman with his curious eyes, "Dead?"

"Yeah," Jimin quietly beams, turning so he's facing Jungkook as well, pressing two fingers to the side of Jungkook's head, "He killed himself, for me. Ha! Can you believe that? Crazy bastard!"

Despite the small chuckle to this, Jungkook kept his face monotone as he studies Jimin's crazed eyes, not twitching a reaction when he feels his fingers glide the side of his face, purring softly to his soft skin, "His name was Taemin. Sight for sore eyes. Then I met you, and you became my new obsession."

"Temporary obsession, right? Since you're just going to kill me. Well, the me from your world."

Jimin eagerly nods, bringing his hand back to rest it under his head, "Absolutely, and I will take so much pleasure in doing so-"

"Can you two please shut the fuck up!" Hoseok hushes from the other side of Jimin, perking his head up with sleepy eyes to the pair, "Some people are tired here-"

"What about you? Hm?" Jimin asks excitedly, turning to his side to face the grumpy man, "You were a killer weren't you? I recognize those type of eyes like yours!"

Hoseok blinks at him, sleepily, scowling a little before laying back down to his back with eyes closed, "Yes, and?"

"What did you use to do to your victims?" Jimin gasps in amaze, feeling Jungkook's presence from behind him easing over to also listen, "Burn them alive? Stab them? Were you creative?"

Still with his eyes closed, Hoseok only sighs heavily, "I use to sew the lips of those who talked so much?" And he peaks an eye to Jimin's sparkling orbs, "Want to be a test subject?"

Before Jimin could say something completely stupid, Jungkook places a hand on his shoulder to ease down his excitement, speaking up, "So you just killed randomly?"

"No," Hoseok breathes lowly, eyes slowly fluttering open to look at the ceiling, "Loud noises trigger something inside me. Don't know exactly, but I get this impulse to kill. So I would sew my victims mouth shut before killing them, and the silence that would come afterwards would be so very peaceful."

That's very..... Specific.

Jimin squeals under his breath to the details, cuddling to himself, "So creative! I should try that-"

"So where were you?" Jungkook asks, rubbing his thumb on Jimin's shoulder, still looking over Hoseok, "Before coming here?"

Hoseok didn't say initially, and seems like he didn't prefer wanting to either. Instead he turns to his side, back facing them, "That's a story for another day."

Jimin evidently whines to this, pouting, "At least tell me if my other me was there too! Was I hot?"

For a long moment Hoseok didn't say anything, but then he whispers, "Firecracker," And he closes his eyes, "You're a firecracker."

That confused the shit out of Jimin.

"A firecracker?! The fuck is that supposed to mean-"

Jungkook tugs on Jimin's arm, "Maybe you should let him sleep. He's had a long day-"

"What about you?" Jimin beams, turning back to his side to face Jungkook, "Besides the fact that you have an obsessive love/hate relationship with your lover?"

Jungkook quickly went on the defensive side, "We don't hate each other-"

"He killed your kid, didn't he?" Jimin points out, clearly forcing a bullet to Jungkook's heart, "Oh wait but did you kill his-"

"Let's not talk about it," Jungkook dismisses, easing away from him, "What I have with Taehyung is just.... Complicated."

Jimin twitches a smirk, easing closer to him, "Really? Is he crazy?"

"A little yeah."

"Then there's only one way to get to a crazy man to realize his feelings for you," Jimin concludes proudly, "Scare him."

Jungkook's face falls blank, blinking at him, "What?"

"Scare him," Jimin repeats, "I don't know. Attempt dying or something. Get run over by a car or jump off a bridge. Watch the guy suddenly realize his long lost love for you just like that. It works wonders."

Jungkook still remains with a poker face, trying to figure out if this guy was joking, but Jimin being Jimin is being completely serious.

"I'm not..... I'm not going to do that."

"Oh well, your loss then," Jimin sighs and closes his eyes, "Shit sure does hit the spot, let me tell you that."

"Is that what happened with you?" Jungkook asks quietly, "When Taemin died?"

Jimin flutters his eyes open to this, an empty haze coating his eyes now as he stares at the space between them.

As though the soul was sucked right out of him in a matter of seconds.

"I don't really feel emotions, so I wasn't scared," He says back, twitching a smile, "But it made me think that I should've used my time making him smile more rather than hunting and stalking his ass from afar. Just wishful thinking."

That sure hit a nerve.

Way too close to home.

Jungkook frowns to this and closes his eyes, holding the blanket close to his body, "I wouldn't want to scare Taehyung like that..... I would rather deal with the pain than have him go through a second of being scared because of me."

"Wow, sounds like love," Jimin chuckles to this, closing his eyes once again, "Must be nice to feel it, right?"

Once again did Jungkook's heart feel heavy, realizing this Jimin never is able to feel the true depths of love that he has felt before.

What it feels like to get so deeply into someone that it drives you damn crazy.

To put their wants and needs before your own.

Even before an empire.

A love so unconditional and insane, but so raw and pure.

A love so unique.

Maybe Jimin did have that..... But in his own way of being able to love while being a psychopath.

If that's even possible.

Jungkook frown deepens, "Sometimes I wish I wouldn't feel anything at all, like you. Then maybe I wouldn't be in so much pain over this guy in general."

Jimin didn't respond back to this, since he was already lost in his sleep, just like Jungkook's consciousness did just a few seconds later.

Only leaving a wide awake Namjoon, staring at the ceiling while being one to hear their hush conversation.

Guess they all have something in common after all.

Have someone special they lost, and desperate to get back to as well.

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A/N:
Double updates let's gooooooo!!!

I hope you all had a great New Years!

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