Leave Me Lonely - Ariana Grande ft Macy Grace

"Ah shit - FUCK!"

A breathless shriek stumbles out of Jimin's lips when his back is suddenly slammed to the floor after the portal practically spat him out, forcing a groan out of his lips to the slam on his spine.

Well, Namjoon could've at least given a warning that this would hurt so fucking bad the damn landing-

"Jimin? What are you doing here?"

The sudden sound of a voice quickly made the pain subside from Jimin's back, snapping his head up to see an unfamiliar face staring at him - eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

Slowly Jimin looks around, noticing he's in what seems to be a locker room.

Ah shit, not back to school.

Rolling his eyes now, Jimin winces as he sits up, rubbing his neck, "Where am I?"

"We just got out of practice - I thought you left?"

Jimin sends an eye over to the kid, who looks like he's part of a football team judging by the jersey and cleats and based on what he said guess Jimin from this world is doing the same shit.

Hm, so Jimin probably ended somewhere where his counterpart exists, maybe temporary replacement?

Fantastic.

Remembering Namjoon's words, Jimin realized that he has to avoid his version of himself from here and act casual.

Whatever that means.

So Jimin slowly gets to his feet, rolling his shoulders with a crack on his neck, "I am leaving now act like you didn't see me, yeah?"

And with that, Jimin walks out of the locker room while he rubs his hand over his hoodie sleeve where his multiple carved names engraved to his skin. Looking around now, this doesn't seem like a typical high school setting.

Not even some of the students looked like high schools either.

Aw he's in college!

Good to know he didn't end up as a psychotic killer with a thing for blood and carving names!

Jimin giggles to himself, skipping down the hallways with a whistle as he luckily ends up finding the exit. It's dark outside already. Not really many cars in the parking lot with a few people here and there, who seemed to be leaving from a game somewhere in this school.

Cool! He never experienced a college setting before!

Smiling brightly now, Jimin continues to skip around - not really knowing where else to go since he doesn't know where he is - so he just takes a detour around the campus.

It was whole he was at the main campus building, the first floor where there was a few tables and space to walk from class to class that seemed as though someone did recognize him.

"Jimin!"

"That is me!" Jimin answers back, giddily and turns around where the voice came from, but to his shock he's met with a raging glare from another unfamiliar boy approaching him.

And this boy had the audacity to grip his wrist, tightly, and yank him away.

To touch him.

Touch Jimin.

Who the fuck is this dude?

Jimin furrows his eyebrows and suddenly gasps when the boy shackles him against the wall brutally hard when they take a turn to a hallway. It didn't end there when he proceeded to grip Jimin's hair and bangs it back against the wall, forcing stars in his vision.

Oh aggressive.

"Why the fuck did you run off huh? Went to go find another dude to suck off?"

Owie, that would hurt feelings.

How unfortunate for him that Jimin can't feel shit.

A bubbling giggle erupts out of Jimin's throat, sending an eye stare to the boy, "Alright, listen here kid. I don't really like to be manhandled-"

"As if I give a fuck! You never listen-"

Jimin's eyes darken and with quick speed grabs the boy by his neck, feeling the pulses of his veins against his fingertips as he lunges him to the ground, banging him against the ground three times so aggressively hard that the boy for a second lost consciousness.

A heaving breath with a chaotic laugh chokes out of Jimin's lips, eyes now wild as he takes out his knife from his pocket and pins it to the boy's side of his face, "What's your name baby?"

The boy with the embodiment of an angel now quivers, eyeing the knife with wide eyes and back to Jimin's unfaltering mischievous gleam, "What the fuck Jimin-"

"Name."

"J-Joshua! I'm your boyfriend, the hell has gotten into you!"

Jimin pouts, tilting his head to the side, "I sure do have poor taste. Now this is what we're going to do," Jimin happily beams, resting an elbow to Joshua's chest while his chin rests on his hand, the other hand now trailing the knife to his neck, "There's a really nice space on my thigh that will fit your name just right. Maybe I'll be doing me a favor! Yay!"

Joshua's eyes widen in horror as Jimin digs the knife to his neck, but before Jimin could officially dig it through his skin, a voice caught his attention.

"Jimin? What's going on?"

Now this made Jimin freeze.

It's hard to genuinely catch Jimin by surprise, since he expects everything most of the time. He's always a step ahead in everything. He's always composed, in his own psychotic way, to being a heart cold assassin.

But that voice was like hearing a ghost.

And it was.

Jimin slowly turns his head, seeing a familiar man standing there.

His hair unlike the purple streaks he remembers is caramel, brushed away from his face with a few strands caressing these familiar elegant features. The style is even different, more of dressing in black than the colorful designs like how his smile radiated.

Yet he's exactly the same.

Not a difference in sight.

"Taemin," Jimin whispers, having the memory of the one from his world pointing a gun to his temple and taking the bullet just to pay his debt.

Leaving Jimin lonely, with later on finding Seokjin.

The only person Jimin wanted to be good for, even if he couldn't feel the love the other male did for him.

The man standing there now looks between the two, eyes widen in shock, but Jimin didn't care about whoever this kid is right now. He only got to his feet and approaches Taemin, grabbing him from behind the neck and yanking him forward, slamming their lips together.

Even his lips are the same.

This isn't hallucinations like how he's had before.

He's really alive.

He's here and alive and breathing.

But the man isn't the same Taemin as his was in the other world.

This Taemin pushed Jimin back by the chest, shocked to what just happen.

"Jimin! We don't fuck around like that anymore-"

"I'm not losing my chance," Jimin mutters, more so to himself and puts his knife away, taking Taemin by the hand and drags him away.

The man obviously was still in shock but would vocally ask what's going on or where is Jimin taking them, but Jimin only guided them out of the university building to face the night once again. He led them all the way down the pathway that reaches the dorms, but he took a turn and ended up in this very excluded area under a building that had pillar to hold it up and walls to the other layer.

The perfect hiding place in the shadows.

Taemin was now tugging his hand off of him, but Jimin only pushes him against the brick wall and grabs his face to slam their lips together again.

For a good second Taemin didn't fight back.

Maybe because they're hiding from the world in the shadows, or perhaps because him and his world Jimin has fucked around before so there's some type of connection.

Whatever it was, Jimin was not going to slip this opportunity.

He lost him once, he's not losing him again.

But Taemin must've snapped out of it because he once again pushes Jimin's chest, breaking the kiss.

It was too dark to see anything, but Taemin's eyes were clear to Jimin.

Those familiar eyes.

That he longed to see for so long.

"Jimin what's going on? You're not the cheating type and you said that this going on was going to stop. Why did you have a knife pinned to Joshua's neck?"

Jimin blinks, unable to stop himself from caressing a hand to Taemin's cheek just to feel his skin.

Warm.

Alive.

"He hurt me, and I don't like people trying to hurt me," Jimin says bluntly back, "Ah, if only this me had that same attitude. Mind knocking some senses into him?"

"What?"

Right, he can't give himself away.

This isn't his world.

Shit.

So Jimin sighs, closing his eyes for a brief moment and leans his forehead against Taemin's shoulder, "I had a dream I lost you. Had a shitty day, with this dude manhandling me and then seeing you was too much for me."

"Joshua hurts you?"

"Perhaps," Jimin mutters, leaning back to stare back into Taemin's eyes, "I saw you and.... I don't know, I just couldn't face that dream again. I'm sorry."

He's not sorry, he wanted to kiss him badly.

He wants to do more than just that actually.

Be better.

Do better, right now.

But guess for him that'll have to be a good explanation for now.

Taemin studies Jimin's expression, now adjusting to the dark, "Something's up with you. This isn't like you."

Jimin's on a ticking clock, he knows that.

Namjoon will eventually find him and then he will most likely not see Taemin again, in any world.

Jimin has to let it out.

What he's been holding in for years.

So he bites his bottom lip and leans to Taemin's forehead, not knowing why his lips started to quiver with this weird heaviness in his chest.

"I miss you," He starts off, his thumb caressing against Taemin's skin, "I miss when you use to talk to me about your life. I miss your voice. The smell of your pine cologne that you smell like right now. How you use to caress my hair when we kissed and still wanted to be with me despite knowing what I did. I miss every single fucking fiber of you, and its k-killing me inside not having you here with me. You made me feel.... S-Sane."

Jimin can't understand what it is this suffocating clench in his throat, yet still feels nothing. He doesn't feel this anguish that his body is probably craving to feel, or that pain of the memory in his head to his lover taking his own life for him.

Over and over.

"You're the only one, and I lost you," Jimin shutters, clasping both of his hands to Taemin's jaw, staring into his eyes, "I love you.... And it nerves me to have to go back and having to live with the fact that you're not with me anymore."

Taemin is left breathless by the confession, blinking almost confusedly, "Jimin.... What are you saying? We were-"

Jimin slams their lips back together, gripping his jaw tighter.

When Taemin didn't kiss back, Jimin practically begs, "Please let me have this moment, please."

Taemin was left a little dazed by this, and even if he wanted to push away, he didn't.

He drops his hands from Jimin's chest, kissing him equally as deep as Jimin is to him.

And this is the closest thing Jimin has ever experienced to heaven.

To some peace.

That nothing in his chest grew more mellow, drowning in it while letting those memories with his precious Taemin run through his head with a tear streaming down his cheek.

Jimin's back is suddenly turned and pinned back against the wall, letting out a breathless sigh when he felt Taemin press his body against his, pouring so much into this that for a second Jimin believed that perhaps he did have something more for him.

Or at least this world Jimin.

Jimin whimpers between their lips, holding him tightly, "Don't leave me."

"I won't.

"I love you."

"I did too."

Jimin sighs when Taemin's lips trails his neck, possessively clasping his hand to the other side of his neck and holding him still.

But when Jimin flutters his eyes open, he sees a light spark out just outside the shadows of the hide out, extending out a large portal with two individuals stepping out.

No, no it's too soon.

Fuck!

Jimin lips trembled when Namjoon and Jungkook stepped out, looking around their surroundings in search for him.

He has to go.

He knows he does.

He'll have to leave Taemin behind.

With his chest feeling heavy again, he grips Taemin jaw and forces his lips towards his again while turning them around, so he's pressed against the wall.

Jimin drank this moment in.

Deep in his memories.

Treasuring it there, forever.

"I'm sorry," Jimin mumbles, tracing his hands to Taemin's neck, "But I have to go."

"What-"

Jimin's fingers suddenly press down against his skin, clutching his warm neck between his hands while refusing to pull his lips away.

Taemin immediately struggled, suffocated with the inability to breathe properly from the choke hold and Jimin's lips against his.

No matter how hard he pushed and shoved, Jimin kept him still, banging him back against the wall that forced his body to fall limp by the force of air out.

Up until he lost consciousness, making Jimin pull away and release him, closing his eyes to not watch the way he drops to the ground like a motionless rag doll.

He stayed standing there for a moment or two long, trying to gather his composure and not sparing a look back as he steps farther out of the shadows.

And his smile replaced his lips, "Missed me!?"

The two males whirled around, looking at the man in relief. Namjoon steps towards him, "Are you okay? Did you see anything?"

Well, he saw a lot, but unfortunately not what Namjoon is looking for.

So, he shakes his head, "I did not-"

"Jungkook!"

The three males snap their eyes to the voice, seeing a boy standing there with a strange look to the three boys.

Jimin sure has no correlation to who this kid is, but Jungkook seemed to have been struck by a trance when he saw him.

Since immediately he looked as though he saw a ghost.

"Dude where have you been? Taehyung has been asking about you and I don't really fuck around with Yoongi so it's a little awkward - not offense Jimin - but the party is soon and they're waiting for you so hurry the fuck up- The fuck are you doing?!"

Jungkook wraps his arms tightly around the boy, fingers digging his back with eyes wide in horror while his other hand caressed the boy's hair.

"Yeosang! You're alive, you're not dead. He didn't kill you," Jungkook whispers almost hysterically under his breath, the tears pouring out of his eyelids, "My baby, my s-son - Oh God, my son."

Jimin watches with a head tilted to the side, eyebrow slowly perking up.

So that Jungkook had a son in his world.... Who someone killed?

And the son... Looks like this boy.

Hm.

Guess they both are seeing ghosts today.

The kid, Yeosang, face coils and he pry Jungkook's hands off him, "Dude what are you doing! Did you smoke the wrong weed? I'm your brother! -"

And suddenly the kid's eyes rolled back, and he collapses, but Jungkook caught him before he could meet the ground, stare horrified again but then he notices the green glow on the crown of Yeosang's head.

Eyes tracing to Namjoon now, while he holds two fingers up with a green glow cloud surrounding it.

"The boy is not the same one as your world. You would confuse him," Namjoon says bluntly, "Put him down, someone will come for him. We need to go find the others."

It's so clear that Jungkook didn't want to leave.

He feels that same thing Jimin felt when he saw Taemin - Attachment.

Knowing well they won't see them again in their own world.

But they're on a ticking time.

They have to get the rest.

And finish this shit already.

So Jungkook glances at the limp boy in his arms and hugs him tightly one last time, cracking a sob against his shoulder with shakily shoulders before putting him down on the ground. But then he searched around his pockets and finds his phone.

He types on it quickly before putting the phone down and goes to the two males, refusing to look at Namjoon as he did so.

"He won't remember anything, right?"

Jimin snaps his head to the question, feeling something in his stomach drop when Namjoon nods back.

"Correct."

Taemin won't remember him.

H-He won't remember this moment.

He will forget everything.

No.... No!

Jimin slowly looks back to the shadows and immediately bolts into a run with hands reaching out to where he left him.

He didn't make it far because a red fog surrounded his waist, dragging him.

"NO! NO! LET ME GO!" Jimin screams, fighting hard against the force, "TAEMIN! DON'T FORGET ME! PLEASE!"

Namjoon opens a portal, Jungkook stepping through without another word while Namjoon did as well, dragging Jimin with him.

While the man cries, growing farther away from the shadows, "Please don't forget me. I'll come back."

But the portal closes, shutting the world off from his reach.

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A/N:

Man, these chapters are about to be really emotional.

Just letting you know they are going to take a trip to every world that's in my stories, so maybe this won't be the last time they will be in the said world they were in.

I PURPLE YOU! <33