"Whiskey? Beer? Tequila? What do want you Jimin?"

Jimin shook his head at the offerings, after all he wasn't old enough to drink. Hoseok shrugged and order his and the green head's drink. 

"How's your head? Jin Hyung can hit people pretty hard." Hoseok said.

"He killed a guy like that once." the green haired man besides Hoseok added as he took a sip from his beer.  

Jimin chuckled nervously, panic was beginning to rise up his chest. "I-I'm fine, my d-dad's a doctor." he said after some time. At the mention of the word doctor, both their eyes widened. 

"Y-Yoongi h-his dad's a doct-"

"Is he really?" Yoongi interrupted Hoseok and stared at Jimin intensely. Jimin looked at them slightly confused from their sudden interest in his father's profession. He nodded his head and a smirk came across the pale man's face. 

"Well haven't you caught a good one?" a voice from behind said, a voice Jimin had hear not too long ago. He turned his head and sitting besides him was now the man from the small market. 

"Ravi!" Hoseok screamed and a smile appeared on his face, besides him Yoongi hadn't even flinched, his eyes were set on the young boy.

"Hey Hope, Suga. Whose this, new recruit?" he looked at Jimin who shifted uncomfortable, his hands on his thighs. 

"He might just be." Yoongi took his last sip from his cup and rose from the stool. He whispered something into Hoseok's ear before adjusting his leather jacket and walking out, Jimin's eyes trailing him.

"What's your name boy?" the man's, Ravi's deep voice asked him. Jimin looked at him, "Jimin."

He did not miss the small smirk that appeared a few seconds later which was then covered by the glass on his lips. 

"Looks like someone's here for you... he doesn't look happy, not like he ever does." Hoseok said, pointing infront Jimin. The black haired male looked scared for a second, but tried to play it off as a red head approached the table. 

"Did you get it?" the red head asked softy, eyes focused on the black hair male. He shook his head, "I just might though." he looked at Jimin with the smirk again. Jimin eyes flickered to Hoseok. 

What's going on?

"We don't have much time, figure it out before I do." he said nothing else and left. Ravi nodded and turned towards Jimin, he leaned. 

"Say Jimin...would you like to join us? We could use a sixth-"

"He's ours." Hoseok growled, pulling Jimin's stool closer to him. Ravi chuckled, sending shivers down his spine. "I-um..." Jimin tried speaking but he was interrupted. 

"Why don't we let him decided, us or the group with the grim reaper?" he questioned but Jimin wasn't listening. He was deciding of whether of not to run out the door and hide away at home forever.

"He's ours Ravi, beat it." a voice came from behind him, the silver haired man's voice. Ravi stood up and looked at Jimin one last time, he winked at him. 

"I'll see you around Hoseok." he waved at the man behind Jimin and left. 

"Is it true?" the sliver man asked, his eyes glued to Jimin. Hoseok must have nodded because the man smirked. 

"You're one of ours now boy, take him to Jin." he looked at Hoseok, and patted his shoulder as he walked past him. Jimin got up and looked over to Hoseok who was picking up his bat. He through an arm over the his shoulders and they began walking to the exit. 

"What color you like?" 

***

"Orange?! Seriously?" Hoseok looked at Jimin outraged as he sat down in front a mirror in the destroyed looking room he was first brought to. 

"It'll work, Joonie said the brighter the color the better." Jin added as he put on his blue gloves and began mixing the chemicals that would soon be put on Jimin's hair.

"W-Why are we dying my hair Hyung?" Jimin asked shyly as he touched his black soon to become orange hair. 

"Aw he called you Hyung all ready, cute."

Jimin's eyes flickered to their youngest, he was on his phone as he lied on the torn up sofa. "Shut it kid, and because Jimin, this how others will know you've found your clan."

"Clan?" Jimin repeated, Jin now spreading chemicals on his hair. 

"That's how we know if anyone new has joined our lovely buinesses, hair. Newbies are to wear bright colors for a certain amount of time, enough so that people get use to their faces and know they're part of them." Hoseok said. 

"What buin-"

"Hyung!" 

The young boy by the name of Jungkook screamed, a few seconds later Yoongi appeared. Jimin watched through the mirror's reflection as Yoongi sat down and violet haired boy crawled to him. He sat on his knees and leaned close to the green haired male, biting his bottom lip.

"Okay we just have to wait now." Jin said and left Jimin sitting there with an old towel wrapped around his neck and his hair soaked in chemicals. His eyes trailed back to the duo on the couch. 

The younger boy was now on the green haired man lap, legs at his side as he played with his shirt. He seemed to be pouting, the green haired male had a smirk on his face as he looked at the boy. 

"Interesting duo aren't they?" Hoseok said, watching Jimin. He nodded, they were alot closer now, barely any space between them.

"Are they to-" 

Jimin was interrupted by the sound of his phone. He apologized and answered without looking at the caller ID. 

"Hel-"

"PARK JIMIN! WHERE IN THE WORLD ARE YOU?!? DO YOU SEE THE TIME? HUH?!"

"Eomma I-"

"DON'T TALK BACK TO ME, ANSWER ME!"

Jimin closed his eyes and sighed, he could never fully please her. "I'm um...hanging out with a few friend." he chuckled nervously, Hoseok smiled and gave him a thumbs up. 

"Friends? You don't have friends...Are you lying, I want to hear them." 

Jimin sighed and looked at Hoseok, "Yell hi." he whispered. Hoseok nodded and did as told. 

"HELLOOOOOO JIMIN'S EOMMAAAAA!!!"

"Happy?" Jimin rolled his eyes as he heard his mother's mumbling. "I'll be home soon."

"Mmh okay...be good I guess." she hung up and Jimin put away the phone, he already knew a lecture awaited him when he got home. 

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My dad literally screams at me if the phone rings two times and I don't pick up. 

Hope you enjoyed!

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