Jungkook stares silently at the two candles in front of him, glowing the complete dark room with the pink and purple frosting on the cupcakes; both Yeosang and Woosung's favorite colors. This made Jungkook not feel too alone in this dark room as he silently reminisces the moments he lived with them; the happy ones, sad ones, angry ones, and.... The last moments.

Moments he wished he treasured well, even if he didn't know death was waiting for them so soon.

There's nothing he can do now other than.... Slowly accept it.

Even while being alone, in this dark room, with nothing by the warmth of the two candles as their spirits.

But.... alone he definitely wasn't.

His angels gifted him with some company.

A soft knock hits his door quietly, making him release a low hum from the ground he's siting on.

Jimin peeks his head through the door when he creaks it open, offering the sitting male a cute smile as he invites himself inside.

Along with Taehyung.

"What type of sadistic ritual is this? Are we summoning someone or a demon? Oh wait, that's me."

Scratch that, Karma.

Jungkook could only roll his eyes while Jimin scolds at him to behave and sits in front of Jungkook around the cupcakes while Karma lazily follows suit, siting down on the floor with heavy melancholy eyes to the candle; A type of gleam that made V prepared to front at any moment if the time comes.

The three hate birthdays.

"What are you guys doing here?" Jungkook asks heavily, bringing his knees to his chest as he flickers his gaze to them.

"Well we can't let you celebrate this special day alone," Jimin beams kindly, sitting up straight as he looks over the pink cupcake, "Now is the best time to be united."

Jimin always one for peace, even if he was the one fighting for isolation just a few months ago.

How much he grew over the time being.

All eyes then fell to Karma, who only blinks at the purple cupcake and looks up at the two expecting eyes, "Oh my turn?" He coughs and sits up, "Well, I-um.... I've lost many people over my course of life- I mean Tae's course of life. Even though we believe being alone is sometimes what we need in order to move on, sometimes having someone to share your burden with makes it feel less.... Heavy? I mean.... Shit, I don't fucking know, I'm not the sensible alter."

Is this Karma's form of comfort?

Wow that's a change.

Jimin smiles proudly and rubs his shoulder, "You're improving sweetie."

A clear scowl forms Karma's lips and he stares up at the ceiling, "Don't push it," he mutters and closes his eyes, "We're going to take turns switching so don't get all freaked out over weird reactions."

"As if that ever scared us off before," Jungkook snickers this time, staring at the candle with a sudden sensitivity behind them; Feeling as if he can feel... Open in this oddly comforting environment, "It's hard..... You know? Living life with so much.... Loss."

"Get use to it sweetheart, life fucking sucks- No, no, what he means to say is that living and dying is part of life," Taehyung suddenly surfaces, rubbing his hands nervously together as he stares at the candles, "It's never easy, and you have every right to feel upset, so don't push it away."

Well.... He's right.

Those words somehow sent an odd comfort in Jungkook's heart, not realizing that's something he needed to hear. He always thought he had to be strong and hold in his emotions, but now... He's given that freedom to express it out in the open, and it feels... Nice to feel like someone is listening.

Who cares in general.

So Jungkook nods his head with a shakily breath out, "I just.... Don't want to lose anymore people. I've lost so much..... I can't take anymore people being gone from my life."

"And you won't," Jimin says confidently, reaching over and places a hand over Jungkook's large hand, "We're right here for you. Yeah we definitely have a fucked up relationship as us three, but we can be something close to a deranged family to each other."

"Am I just irrelevant to you?" Karma suddenly snarls, holding up the five fingers of his hand, "Five sweetie, five people."

Jimin grimaces back at him, "I meant three bodies but yes Karma, five people."

Karma narrows his eyes with a heavy scoff.

A deranged family they are indeed. Who have definitely hurt each other in ways that have torn each other apart, stabbed each other on the back - or more so shot to be quite literal-, and continue to disappoint one another with their snarky tongues and harsh words to destroy their soul.

Yet..... With those negatives existing between them they also protect one another, comfort each other, and gives the other hope for another day or future ahead.

They're the fire and ice of each other's lives.

How incomplete it would be without the other around indeed.

"I miss Woosung and Yeosang so much," Jungkook suddenly sniffles, squeezing his eyes shut to let his delicate emotions sink in, "But I'm glad.... I'm not alone now, especially for their birthday."

Karma's eyes suddenly glittered brightly like the candle and a nervous smile fixes his lips as he shuffles on the floor, "Lets.... Sing happy birthday to them."

The two snaps their eyes to the male, seeing the shy expression on his face but soon realized the aura change around the body and the facial expressions.

She.... Not he.

Jimin smiles to V's shy aura, "Got comfortable enough to come out?"

"Birthdays are a trigger for me," She murmurs, seeing how Jimin's smile slowly drops, but regardless she plays off a forced smile to the cupcakes, "Come on, I know they would like that, even if they're not physically here."

Jungkook was still unable to look at V without feeling guilty of their last interaction, and she felt mutual about it too. They know one day they'll have to talk about it but let that be for another day rather than now.

Now Jungkook feels appreciation for her doing this.

So Jimin, being the one loving the idea, began to sing with a sweet smile to the candles and closed eyes, "Happy birthday.... To you."

V licks her lips and then followed, "Happy birthday to you."

"Happy birthday, happy birthday Woosung and Yeosang," Jungkook sings with the emotions piling up his soul, letting it fuel and run through every cell in his body; licking him like flames.

"Happy birthday to you."

Their voices molded together in unison towards the end, filling the air with their soft melody that made Mrs. Kim's heart melt from outside the door, who was going to ask if they wanted some hot chocolate but decided to leave that for later as she walks away with a weak smile.

Wishing her son and grandson a happy birthday quietly.

Jungkook smiles brightly to the two males before glancing down at the cupcakes, "Happy birthday my angels."

And just like that, the fire of the candles went out.

On it's own.

The window wasn't even open

"Fuck that I'm out," Karma instantly jumps up and gets to his feet, "It was nice while it lasted, I'm not going to be sacrificed by some demon tonight. Nope, goodbye," and he gives Jungkook a ruffle on his hair with his large hand before marching out the door and closing it shut behind him while muttering how this building is haunted.

This sent Jimin into a heap of hysterical laughter, "He's such a baby, who knew Karma had a little fear of ghosts."

Guess even the most toughest people have fears as well.

"That's Karma for you," Jungkook snickers amusingly as he stares at the way the cupcakes practically glowed under the moonlight of the window then suddenly weighs it hard in his chest of what happened.

Despite his little unease relationship with V, she was still... Willing to do this. For him.

Even if she didn't feel comfortable being out and birthdays being a trigger for her, she still came out to do this.

She's so sweet...

So he made sure to voice it out to the other male of his guilt, "I was... A little harsh with V.... In prison."

Jimin notices the deep gleam of sadness in Jungkook's eyes and sighs heavily, moving to sit beside him instead, "Yeah, Taehyung told me it was a little.... Intense with you guys there... Without Karma."

"I didn't mean to show my lack of consideration for him and V, or brush away their presence," He whispers lowly, rubbing a hand through his hair, "I just... I lost so much and with Karma added to the list just felt.... So overwhelming."

This made Jimin nod understandingly and he goes to grab Jungkook's hand to play with his fingers, "Taehyung just..... He lost a lot too Jungkook," He murmurs quietly, "He lost Seokjin, Lucas, and Karma all in one day. Those three were practically with him throughout.... His whole entire life. What's worse is that he can't even.... Remember how they just vanished. He doesn't know if he got to say goodbye, if they died peacefully, or if he was even there physically or if Karma let them die. Karma came back to him, luckily, but one moment his family was with him and then other they're gone....Leaving him confused and in pain...... He doesn't like not remember these important moments in his life."

Guess they relate to each other more than Jungkook realized when it comes to people dying in their lives.

"I know, God I know," Jungkook grunts with a hand sliding down his face, "I was just so into my feelings for Karma..... I didn't think about how his disappearance was affecting Taehyung at that moment..... Especially since they share a bond to strong for each other."

Jimin trails each finger with his finger tips, somehow relaxing Jungkook's body, "And that's okay, you both are humans with feelings," he says back before looking straight at him, "I believe you guys can connect very well if you both just.... Give each other the space to listen and understand one another. I personally understand where both of you are coming from, and I believe it's appropriate to say that the only reasons sides are being made is because you both created it. From you, he has every right to feel like you have disregarded their presence in the first place because of your overwhelming attachment to his alter, and from him, you have every right to focus more on Karma if you love him-"

Excuse me, what?

"I don't love him," Jungkook says almost instantly with a cold tone, shutting Jimin up, "You can't just throw the word love around when someone shows an attraction for someone else, that's not how life works. I love Woosung and Yeosang, that is love, the only ones I love and will ever love. There's a difference between attraction and love Jimin, and what I feel for Karma isn't love."

Jimin stares at the serious gaze in Jungkook's eyes and he completely understands where he's coming from. When it comes to the three -Well five- of them, love isn't part of that equation to their odd relationship.

They lean on each other for survival. It's not like they don't care about each other; it's not like they don't feel a sense of connection whenever they're in their intimate moments; but what they have is something that isn't explained by feelings.

More so by time.

They have grown to respect -aside from Karma sometimes because of his protective issues-, protect and be an shoulder of comfort for each other. Just because those three things exist doesn't mean love is the tie between them.

Sometimes soulmates aren't even lovers, they can be simply what they are.; A divine connect of human beings, tied together by their past and future that fills in the holes of their lives.

And they wouldn't want it any other way.

"You're right," Jimin whispers, raising a hand to caress a hair away from Jungkook's face, making the ravenette meet his eyes, "You've grown so much since the first time we met. You're very strong now, I'm proud."

This made a weak laugh escape Jungkook's lips, who shakes his head, "I feel like I've gotten weaker. Before I use to be so head high and serious about what I do.... Now... I let my feels get the best of me most of the time."

"And that's what makes you strong," Jimin says, connecting his gaze with Jungkook's, "Who says feeling any sense of emotion makes you weak? Feeling something makes you reflect on yourself.... It makes you human. Look at what's happened so far in our lives..... You're so brave Jungkook, really."

"Please don't try to flatter me Jimin," Jungkook scoffs indifferently, "The amount of times I had a mental break down since I've been sucked in this life, lost myself because of my Stockholm Syndrome, and my drug withdrawals is insane.... I've broken myself down so many times."

There it is...

What Jimin wanted him to say.

Jimin breaks a tender smile, "And here you are," He whispers, turning Jungkook's face to look at him, "You overcame that Jungkook.... All on your own. Through every break down and fragile moment you faced, you got yourself back up. You're still overcoming your syndrome but it doesn't mean you won't get through it, at least you are aware it's there and need time to process it. The withdrawals, shit I'm still getting over mines but look at you now, your face is filled with life again. Don't you see.... You are so brave. When many eyes see you as weak, I see how you try to handle every situation with the best to your ability despite your own personal battles and that.... That's what matters Jungkook. Feeling is healing apart from hurting, and.... It's such freedom to feel after being numb for so long..... You deserve to feel broken and the relief it brings you afterwards, because that's what will make you stronger to face anything in the future."

Wow.

Jungkook tried very hard to not cry.

So hard.

Jimin has a way with words that always feels like he understands what's going on without being judgmental. Even though he says that Jungkook's strong willed but Jungkook sees more strength in Jimin than he sees in himself.

All of Jimin's life he's been caged up like an animal, isolated from a loving environment and has been taught to open his legs or dive between them for money and survival.

Pain was his best friend that he held hands with on a daily, and hickey marks was his daily accessory for claiming.

Jimin didn't know what love was until he met Namjoon, and when he caught a glimpse of it, he had hope that made him believe he wasn't meant to feel numb.... Forever.

From the very beginning when they met back in that dressing room once again when Karma fucked him the first time to now, in this barren room of Jungkook's perished lover, Jimin's best friends became a dirty agent with an attachment issue and a man with three alters living inside him.

The love of his life is a two faced genius with a successful drug dealing business and being an agent for the law enforcement, who would give his life for him.

His mother figure became the woman who sold off a ring to him in a street market with his perished guardian angel.

His skin isn't decorated with hickeys anymore but now glow from his natural melanin skin. His near naked figure is now covered by a t-shirt and pajama pants like how he longed to wear for a long time. Those smug eyes that use to fill with lustful desires are now filled with sincerity, almost like a comforting blanket of warmth that he hid for so long. Those once sullen cheeks are now filled with nutrition running through his body, giving him a glow of how healthy he is now.

Jimin is the definition of love; Who despite the horrors he faced, he still moves forward to be happy with the love in his heart that no one ever taught him.

And accepts his past as his biggest strength for freedom.

He fell in love with his past, his present, and will love his future because he will make it how he wants to for once in his life.

Park Jimin is Jungkook's inspiration.

Strength.

And soulmate.

Just like how Taehyung is for him as well. The man who has to go through a disorder that he barely can control or understand, just still manages to run a successful mafia business just to honor his family's name without a problem with his outstanding thinking process.

Despite the horrible trauma he went through in life, he goes on to be a shield for himself as his alters shield him like angel wings. He does break down, most of the times alone, to how unfair it feels to not put together the holes in his life and be able to face them like a regular person.

However within time.... He accepted him, his alters, and fell in a loving devotion for them and trust. He knows if they front, it's not for anything silly. They respect his space just like he does with them too, that came after so much time with communication and patience.

Kim Taehyung.... Is an armor, a warrior.

And these people..... Complete Jungkook.

It's ironic that.... Jungkook lost Yeosang and Woosung.... But he gained Jimin and Taehyung with his alters in return.

Almost like a gift.

A beautiful serendipity.

And he's not going to ever let it go to waste, ever.

He wants to build a healthy and.... Settling relationship with them, and be able to have their own connection together.

Now that they're free, they can start to focus on that too.

So Jungkook leans to Jimin's face, studying his eyes with his own happiness, "You, Park Jimin, is the most spectacular person I have ever met in my life," He says genuinely, making Jimin's lips slightly ajar in surprise, "Thank you for coming into my life."

The brunette didn't expect this sudden confession to come from the ravenette, but boy did it make him feel warm when someone says how much his life means to them.

Not as a whore, but as a human being.

It... It feels very nice.

So he gently cups Jungkook's cheeks and presses their foreheads together, "You too Jungkook, thank you for coming into my life and making it less shitty."

Jungkook then slowly glances down to his lips and licks his own, "I want to kiss you..... But I don't want to cross any boundaries if you're with Namjoon."

He's so respectful, that's so cute.

Jimin let's out a soft chuckle and brushes his lips against his, "Namjoon needs to get his life together first before being able to deal with me, he knows that."

The two exchange a chuckle before clasping their lips together. It filled them with so much joy to be in each other's presence again like this, to feel how the freedom taste like without any worries anymore. Their touch against each other's skin, the way their lips move to match the emotions of compassion that's swirling in their hearts, everything feels like freedom.

Yeah, they're definitely each other's soulmates.

Can't forget their other little cub family as well.

Jimin swings a leg over Jungkook's lap to straddle him, pressing his body against his while running his fingers through his raven hair. Jungkook inhales through his noses as he runs his rough hands up Jimin's torso slowly, gently clawing his spine before moving his hands down to his ass and grinds him closer against his pelvis.

Having sex is the last thing they want or desire at the moment, more so to just feel like they're one with his tender kiss instead. To feel connected, as if their souls molded together to form this sense of relaxation and comfort while being in each other's arms.

It feels so blissful and..... Calming.

Very calming.

They bring peace to each other's soul.

Jimin slowly pulls away, staring in Jungkook's sparkling eyes, "Promise you'll stay by my side.... For a very long time? No matter what comes ahead, promise me we will stick together?"

Jungkook could see the glitters of fear in Jimin's eyes, afraid history will only repeat itself where they would be against each other all over again.

Neither of them don't want that, and it won't happen.

So Jungkook sticks out his pinky, "You are I."

Jimin glances down at his pinky, slowly smiling and interlaces their pinkies together, "I am you."

"Then it's official Park Jimin," Jungkook whispers gently with his tender smile, "We are bound together, forever. In whatever life time we drift off to, we will always find our way back to each other."

This made a delicate smile form the smaller's lips with amused eyes, "What if I'm a psychopath in another life time and try to kill you?"

The look Jungkook gave him made a bubbling giggle escape Jimin's lips, "Well, best believe I will make you realize who the fuck you're trying to kill before you do," He snickers, leaning forward to nuzzle his face against Jimin's neck, finding comfort in his aroma like as he hugs him tightly, "Tell Namjoon that if he's going to marry you sometime in the future then under obligation I'm going to be the best man."

"You act as if Taehyung won't fight you for that position."

"He has no choice, it's not something up for a debate. He can be sitting in the audience, filming, like a good boy instead," Jungkook scoffs, making another giggle bubble up Jimin's lips, "I call the best man, that's final. He can be the flower girl or the priest or something."

Jimin's now laughing hard, throwing his head back that made his stream of brunette hair drop in ruffling waves to reveal is under cut. Jungkook pulls back to smile adoringly at him, feeling so content by seeing the other so very happy.

He deserves it after so many years of pain.

"Okay, I'll let him know," Jimin chuckles breathlessly and moves his head back, but suddenly stops the second he sees Jungkook hold out something to him with a quivering smile.

A ring.

A familiar ring.

The ring Yeosang had that... Day....

Jimin stares at the way the ring glimmers under the moonlight in utter shock and glances at Jungkook, his heart clenching tight in his chest, "W-Where.... How....W-What-"

"I saw this on his finger when I.... Buried him," He whispers back to him, staring down at the similar ring on Jimin's finger, "I believe.... This belongs to you angel."

The small male was in too much shock or disbelief to process the ring between Jungkook's index finger and thumb, feeling the tears gleam his eyes as he slowly takes it between his shakily fingers and stares at it.

He can still see Yeosang's shy smile on his face when he slide the ring on his finger, fighting the blush from his cute cheeks while Mrs. Kim hollered at how cute they were.

The tattoo still remains as a beautiful memory on Jimin's wrist, of the art his precious boy made on him.

A low sniffle escapes him and he breaks a heartbroken smile, "I can still remember how he strongly denied that this was an engagement when he gave it to me, yet I just found it so cute," He shutters out and inserts the ring to his other ring finger, "He was a special boy..... He showed me how beautiful life could be in a matter of hours.... Such a b-beautiful heart."

This made Jungkook smile admiringly, seeing the clear impact of emotions Jimin is feeling to the mention of his little gem, "He cared a lot about you too."

Jimin looks up at him, leaning over and pressing a peck against his lips, "He loved you very much. I hope you can heal within time and take his memory as your personal strength."

That's all Jungkook needed to hear for the wound in his heart to slowly start to heal. Just that reassurance that.... Yeosang loved him with all his heart.

With a more calmer mind space of the memory of his child, Jungkook guides Jimin's face forward and presses multiple gentle pecks on his lips, savoring each kiss as a band aid to his heart.

He finally pulls away with a small grin, "Most definitely-"

Suddenly both Jimin and Jungkook froze the second a scream runs through the small cabin.

Followed by a gun shot.

All it took was a second for Jimin and Jungkook to spring into action and run out the bedroom door, leaving the cupcakes to the ghosts in the room, as they dash down the stairs and to the open front door with guns in their hands.

Mrs. Kim is standing there, gun in hand in her shakily grasp and tears streaming down her eyes as constant water falls while she stares ahead in shock.

To the group of men who are throwing a screaming Taehyung inside the back of a black van and slamming the doors shut.

Jungkook's whole heart dropped to his knees in complete horror.

"No," He shutters, taking off to a sprint as he attempts to shoot the wheels through his blurred vision but the vehicle instantly takes off in a quick velocity.

Taking their precious treasure with them as well.

Jimin didn't stop as he continues to try to shoot at it with angry eyes, but it was long gone.

Too late.

They were too fucking late.

"FUCK!" Jungkook screams, throwing the gun to the ground angrily with his fingers threading through his hair in stress, "CAN ANYONE LAST A FUCKING DAY WITHOUT GETTING FUCKING KIDNAPPED OR KILLED!"

As if his prayers were answered, a groan suddenly catches all of their attention.

Near the pebbled street of the pathway to the cabin a man with a bullet wound limps away in attempts to be discrete, sneaking away from the scene. Jimin didn't even wait to sprint towards the man, tackling him to the ground as they roll around the pebbles before Jimin slams him down with a knee to his chest and a gun pressed to his firm gun pointed to his forehead.

"You," He chuckles hysterically, the madness of anger clear behind his eyes as his sanity complete flies out his soul, "Are going to be my best friend."

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A/N:
Man we can never get a break!

Ughhhhhh!

I PURPLE YOU! <33