Yoongi... If you're reading this by now, it means I'm already gone.

I want you to know I love you two so much. You guys are the most wonderful people I've ever gotten to know and I want you to know that. I want to tell you why I'm suddenly doing this. And I get it if you're going to get mad. I won't forgive myself either.

You already know that my parents were abusive. That's how we met, Yongs. And that's how everything went downhill...

The reason why I hide my wrist with your glove is because... I have a tattoo. Can you guess what it is?

You already know, my Yoongi bear... It is, very much, a black butterfly. Yeah, not surprising. I knew you suspected the moment I was hiding it.

When we were 18, we went to get ourselves a tattoo, but only I got it. I started sobbing so hard because it hurt, so you cancelled your appointment to give me ice cream and kiss it better all week! I'm forever grateful for you being a wonderful boyfriend, Yongs ♡. I love you so much. That black butterfly... You told me the reason behind it was to indicate the death of my relationship with my parents. The death of my abusive past. The rebirth of something new; renewal, or what you liked to call it... Love.

Yoongi... If you couldn't already tell, it worked! Me remembering my past... I don't get too upset about it. You already know that. Jungkook knows. It made me so happy to know you were willing to go that far with me back then. I was so happy to live my life with you. So happy to think that we would live our lives together... forever.

Why did I hide it? You know why. The murderer is using it as his own symbol.

Oh, and regarding that... You don't remember, but we talked about how we wanted a child when we were older! I asked you, "What should we name it?" Without hesitation you said, "Myungsoo." ... That's why I got sad when you called that name ridiculous. I'm sorry, I shouldn't be using our future child's name like that. Forgive me for just that one thing.

I want you to know that Jin and I made a bet when I was... angry with you. It is all because of the night you can't remember. And it's so, so stupid... I will not tell you why. I don't want you to remember while I'm still alive. But maybe you will remember on your own one day.

Now here's the truth.

Jin kidnapped me years ago... The day you lost your memory. He said he was saving me. I later figured out that yes, in Jin's mind, he was saving kids from abusive parents. But his method... His method isn't very moral. He was the one who killed my parents – and your dad, Yoongi.

But he's not the murderer who was trying to get your attention.

I... did. I'm the Black Butterfly Murderer.

Let me... explain. Please. Yes, I used that man. I used many people. That makes me a murderer as much as that man.

I want you to know that I wasn't in a good place, Yoongi. Please... Please know that. I was angry at you for no reason. Jin told me you... I'll let that be. I'll let you hate me for the monster I am.

I feel so awful. Jungkook was hurt because of me. I didn't mean for him to go on a rampage and nearly kill one of my most beloved... I have a confession. He didn't trip on his knife. I was going to told him some things that supposed to ruined whatever self-confidence he had because he was loose and needed to be taken down but... But he killed himself. Yoongi I know you hate me already. I'm an awful person. I already know, and that's why I hate myself.

Jin taught me how to do this kind of thing. I'm used to it. But I can't bear seeing you guys hurt.

I know that you won't forgive me. I know you won't. This is why I... decided to take care of things myself. I'm done hiding. The bet is done. I want you to know that if I don't do what I will... You are going to die.

Don't worry, you won't hear of me ever again. So please, let this be my last thing where I can pour my love for you without regrets.  I'm so scared and depressed. I justwanted a normal life with you. I thought for a moment it could happen... But right now, so you can still have that normallife, but I will be strong for you.

I love you ♡!

Goodbye, my Yoongi bear. Have a long, healthy life with Kookie!

See you when the sky's white and we'll have grown feathery wings~ xoxo, lots of love from Park Jimin, your very first boyfriend, who has always loved you even when you couldn't

i found a picture of us in highschool.... i look really ugly but it's all i can find for you

please, don't forget about me

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"Jimin..." Jungkook's eyes widened in horror.

Jimin pulled his hand away and stood up with fright in his eyes. "No! It-It's not what you think!"

"Then how the fuck is it?!"

Jimin flinched under his loud voice, sudden tears slowly falling down his cheeks. "I-I... Yes, it's what you think! I'm the—" Jimin's eyes trailed to the side of Jungkook, a giant terrified gasp leaving his mouth. "Jin, no!"

Jin grabbed Jungkook's shoulder, forcing him to turn his body and face him. Jungkook looked down at the taller boy's hand, seeing a beautifully shiny knife in his hand. His eyes bulged out of his sockets in fear, instinctively shoving him before he got the chance to do anything. It really didn't do much though – Jin was more build than he looked.

"What are you doing...?!" They're both murderers?!

Jin frowned. "Your fate was decided the moment you started asking questions, Kookie. I'm sorry, really. You're the man who got in the way of the bet. You seemed like a nice guy... but you have to go." Jin stated, soon quickly charging at him. The younger tried shoving him again, but Jin countered it by grabbing onto his arm very tightly, momentarily. And in that moment Jungkook thought he saw his life flash before his eyes.

He couldn't move.

Jungkook was thinking if this was the way to go, how pitiful it would be? How unfortunate that he couldn't be able to do what he always wanted to in life? How sad... How depressed Yoongi would be after he died? How much he'd push everyone away... How his parents would break. He was leaving all of this behind, when he still had so much to live for.

Was I ready for this?

The knife was coming at him, leaving him no answer in his own mind. He closed his eyes, expecting the feeling of something sharp gutting him open and—

And...

He didn't feel... Anything.

Jungkook opened his eyes, thinking that he was already dead. Nonetheless, he quick to notice that pink hair covered his vision. A familiar, wonderful strawberry scent filled his nose, making him realize he wasn't dead at all. "J-Jimin...?!"

"Kookie..." He grunted. But after that, everyone in the room was frozen in their shoes. His arm was already released long ago, but he dared not move his spot. It felt like time stopped forever. To finally end the nauseating heaviness in the air, Jungkook watched Jimin take a back step, his back still facing him. Jungkook, naturally, moved some steps back, too, without a word.

But... Something felt wrong. Very, very wrong.

But wait. The knife... Didn't hit Jungkook.

The dark haired boy heard a sickly sloppy sound coming from the boy in front of him. As Jimin turned, Jungkook's wide eyes fell to his body as he saw thick red little spots staining his shirt.

Jimin was now face to face to Jungkook; his hand was caressing the side of his stomach with his hand, the red liquid now identified as blood, oozing out from between of his fingers. Jimin's facial expression was pained – his muscles twitching and even shaking. His breathing ragged and choked.

But he smiled and giggled.

Jungkook didn't do anything. He didn't say anything. He only stared, watching like he was staring through a television. Jimin's twitching face was sweet... So twistedly sweet. His small clean hand made its way to Jungkook's and with great difficulty, he squeezed it. Neither of their eyes leaving each other, afraid that if they did, this would break forever. Jungkook could tell just standing was hard enough.

"J-Jungkook... I lo... L-L..." Jimin's smile quickly turned upside down as a harsh thud followed after him, falling to the floor.

Both Jungkook and Jin stared in horror at Jimin lying limp on the floor, the little stain of blood getting bigger on his clothes.

He wasn't getting up.

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