Arsonist's Lullaby - Hozier

The cold winter air is much more icy tonight. Ironic how under the same sky that use to feel so warm in the twilight of the call now feels so freezing, as though the snow is close to making its appearance over the running city.

No matter how cold it feels, Jimin only hugs himself tighter with the hoodie, speed walking down the sidewalk after taking the train to get here. At least that's giving him some sort of warmth by keeping his body moving.

His hood is up, covering his face by the olive green fabric, now growing more and more determine to get to Yeosang with the news to what Joshua told him an hour ago. It hasn't been able to get out of his head, no matter how distracted he tried to be with the movie, all he could think about is getting to Yeosang soon with this information.

His presence got them into this stupid mess, he's going to have to find a way to solve it!

If they know Joshua and Jimin now, even spoke to Joshua, then they're onto them.

They're not safe.

At least after exams Joshua will be out of the country and to California, so he'll be safe and away for a while.

Wait, fuck, what about Jimin?!

They're looking for him now too!

Fuck fuck!

Jimin seemed to have picked up his pace and is practically sweating in stress, calling and messaging Yeosang like crazy but he doesn't fucking answer him.

Come on!

This is an Emergancy you idiotic asshole!

Eventually Jimin just gave up and stuffed his phone into his pocket, right when he felt an unusual feeling make the hairs on his neck instantly shoot up.

Choosing to ignore it would be the most stupidest thing Jimin could do, but he can't be breaking his neck trying to figure out who's following him now because than that will bring him trouble.

Man, just one night if peace. Or week!

In general!

There's no fucking time for this!

So Jimin slowed his pace, knowing it catch his follower off guard, but that's when he felt the person closer behind him.

Very close behind him to be exact.

Perfect.

He didn't even have to look to feel something reaching out to him, instinctively moving aside with eyes wide to the hand that tried to grasp his hoodie.

What were they seriously planning to achieve by grabbing his hoodie? This thing is like a plastic bag on him! Easily able to slide out of it in seconds.

Fucking idiots.

Jimin turns round to see a guy with a black mask covering his face, instantly taking out a gun to point it at him. However Jimin was quick and grabs the length of the gun along with the guys wrist, snapping the two in the opposite direction to hold possession of the gun and point it at the guy instead.

This thing is clearly illegal here, where the fuck did he get gun?

The man didn't even waste time in attempting lunging at Jimin, avoiding the gun and managed to kick it out of his hands. Now Jimin's mind is awake and it block and dodging the hits aimed for him. His heart slams to every block until he grabbed grabbed the guy's arm and swings him over his shoulder and to the ground in a slam.

Sending a kick across his face to buy himself time, Jimin also grabs the gun and takes off into a feverish run. Thank goodness he's been a running athlete for years so he can be able to run quick and for a long time without stopping.

Yet he nearly trips over his feet when the sound of more running chases after him. Not only by just one person. Of course more people would've been after him, not just one person.

You've got to be kidding me.

So through the midst of his run, Jimin turns around and his pupils dilated as he rises the gun, seeing four men after him.

And just like that he takes a shot.

Of course it was a stupid decision using the stupid gun with his stupid finger prints on it now, but at this point either they die or he dies.

And he hasn't had enough good dick yet to want to die at this very moment.

Even while running he manage to shoot one on the leg and another on his arm. This fucker obviously was not expecting to have to use the gun because it immediately ran out of bullets, leaving Jimin not much of a choice but to continue running.

He can out run them easily, all he has to do is just-

Suddenly Jimin collides in a hard slam with a body, sending him nearly to the ground if it wasn't for his leg that stayed planted that held his balance.

What type of fucking brick wall-

Oh...... Nope, not a wall.

Just another..... Very angry..... Extremely tall guy with a mask on his face.

Similar to the rest of them.

Ah shit, he's surrounded.

Jimin gulps thickly as the three men in masks circle around him, his adrenaline pumping at an undeniable speed in his body. He can feel his hand gripping the gun tightly as he slowly gets more appropriately to his feet, making sure he has a clear vision of the three.

"The fuck you want with me?" Jimin manages to growl, keeping his eyes peered wide open for any attempts to attack him.

The three didn't say anything, and that was enough for Jimin to know that they're not going to talk no matter what he says.

The hard way it is then.

Right when one of them took a step forward, Jimin was just about ready to attack but stops himself when the guy froze, that followed by a muffled grunt. Jimin snaps his head, gun up to the man but he didn't have to do anything.

The man falls face forward to the ground.

Knife pinned to the back of his head.

Revealing the Spawn behind him.

The sight of him nearly made Jimin step back himself instead of relieved, not recognizing those demonic black eyes glaring at the now dead man before it snaps up to Jimin.

Damn..... Jimin feels as though he's about to fucking die.

Those eyes.

They're so...... Frightening......

"Leave before there's more dead bodies that the street cleaners will have to dispose of tomorrow like your friend here," The tone of Yeosang's voice is so sickly calm. Something close to a voice you would hear in the middle of the woods while you're running away from a killer.

A voice that had every move calculated in his head.

The two men didn't dare move closer or away as Yeosang approaches Jimin. By now Jimin is breathing heavily by how much he had to run to get away, yet everything feels like it's re-heightened when he hears the flicker of movement behind him.

At that moment...... His mind kinda.... Blanked out.

Consumed by panic and anger, his body took over before his mind had any chance to stop his attempt of self defense.

With a swift move he yanks the slide of the gun right off, grabbing it and turns around to attack one of the men that was reaching for his knife; Stabbing the sharp object against his neck.

By now Jimin didn't hear the gurgling shrieks of the other man behind him as Yeosang completely went havoc on his body. Jimin didn't notice the intensity to which Yeosang's anger was scaled right now, let alone his own sanity how far it faded away. Not until he places his hands on the ground to either side of the stabbed man's head before using his body to lift him up and back bend to his feet.

Just as a bullet zoomed past his stomach in an attempt to shoot him while he was in his bridge formation.

When Jimin stands now, he realized the shooting came from the guy who he shot on the leg, who's pretty far but still close enough to aim perfectly well to gauge a bullet through Jimin's body.

Well from the ground.

Sniper skills, of course he had that.

Just as Jimin was about to bolt into a run to escape the mess happening, he stops in his steps when he sees a yanked off bloody head flying towards the injured man, forcing him to scream of the face to his dead friend.

Oh shit......

Wait..... Yeosang did that-

It flashed so quickly by Jimin's eyes how Yeosang bolts towards the injured man and instantly snaps his head with a quick and aggressive movement of his hands when he pounced in his body. Now this was the first time Jimin is ever seeing Yeosang like this, in the light and not by glimpses of the shadows.

And the sight....... The sight is so horrible.

So inhumane.

Jimin had to place a hand on his stomach, feeling it twisting in nausea as Yeosang practically gauges a knife down the man's body and yanks his organs out; Intestines, heart, liver, anything in sight that was once alive

The worst part of this wasn't even the blood and guts disgustingly in pile beside the body itself; It was the broad smile on Yeosang's face.

A chaotic and overly ecstatic smile.

It's the type of smile that reached his ears, not even his eyes. It's odd because even then it made his eyes beam almost skyrocket in colorful glowing orbs of delirious nightmares, painting his perfect work of art with rabid hands that appear more like talons than soft finger tips that use to caress Jimin's skin.

An animal.

He became a fucking animal.

"LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE YOU COCKSUCKING FUCKERS!" Yeosang screams, not only seconds before barking a laughter into the air.

His smile is so broad, so ethereal and the type that looks as though he's finally releasing all of his frustrations out. The bricks weighing down his shoulders is gone, nothing but a bliss of having the soul who was tormenting his life just stop existing.

Similar to inhaling a drug for the first time, that sensation of complete and utter euphoria.

Jimin didn't know what to do. His whole body was frozen in complete paralysis, meanwhile his heart was almost feeding off that energy Yeosang is exhaling. He felt light, almost too giddily and high of adrenaline.

It was so foggy, or at least that how it felt right now, but Jimin could still see clearly, just like watching a movie.

And he couldn't look away anywhere else, even if he wanted to.

Yeosang's high is drowning down at a very slow velocity, leaving to pant into the air with bloody covered tattooed arms and face splatted by blood. His hair once brushed back from his face is now messily over his eyes.

And his chocolate brown eyes began to become more visible as the seconds past.

When he got to his feet he slightly swayed by how weak his legs are now. He wiped his hands against his jeans with a grunt, having the audacity to spit at the dead body before moving his eyes up to Jimin.

The other male is barely breathing and his grip on the slide of the gun piece tighten as Yeosang makes his way towards him slowly.

There's four dead bodies around them, well the guy with the shot to the arm is most likely unconscious from the head first fall, but over they're all dead.

Yeosang is practically dragging himself to Jimin, heaving his breathes before standing in front of him.

The two didn't say anything instantly, only takes in this silence of the street with the faint cars zooming through the city in a distant. It's strange how quiet everything feels right now, perhaps since this is more of an abandon and urban street than the busy ones from the city.

At the moment it just felt like they were the only ones existing right now.

And that's when Yeosang presses his fingers underneath Jimin's chin, craning his face more to face him better.

And his thumb wipes away the blood on his cheek.

"Are you sure you're not scared of me now Minnie?"

Jimin almost chokes to the nickname, avoiding the way it ran a shiver down his spine and fights hard not to cringe to the iron scent of blood radiating all over his body.

So he only gulps, staring to the way the moon casts a glow of highlights and shadows to Yeosang's side of his face as though he's being caressed by both an angel and a demon.

An ethereal and sinister beauty, blending together to form man of duality of colors.

That is Yeosang; A spiral of mysterious colors, each one uniquely his.

"You still doubt me?" Jimin whispers back, letting the bloody slide fall to the ground from his finger tips, "Guess I have my second kill, thanks to you."

Yeosang doesn't say anything but his lips twitched into a frown, glancing down to the dead body that Jimin stabbed on the neck.

He would be proud if it wasn't Jimin.

If it wasn't someone who's not suppose to be involved in this life.

And he slowly shakes his head, "I.... I don't want you to become like me," Yeosang says shakily, snapping his eyes to Jimin, "Killing is not okay. None of this is okay. It gets into your head and-"

"I know, okay? I know," Jimin cuts him off, shuddering to the overwhelming emotion of a brick slamming to his chest while he run the events over and over in his head. A panic began to rise up his body, "They cane a-after me and I-I didn't know w-what to do- Oh God...... Oh God, I killed someone. I killed someone again! Yeosang..... W-What if he had a family and I just-"

Yeosang wordlessly takes Jimin's hand, leading him away from the scene and to the last resort he can go to where it'll be safe.

"Calm down," Yeosang assures him, rubbing his knuckle with his thumb, "It's my fault, I should've answered your call."

Jimin couldn't answer, only feel his legs grow weaker and weaker but he still kept walking.

Knowing his panic attack is going to strike full force it has ever done before the second he settles down.

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A/N:
Alright so next chapter is twenty and I will try to update my other books up to chapter Twenty as well, so that means I will probably not update so much here :'(

I've been feeling so inspired lately ahhh

Oh and just a warning, next chapter will have a panic attack scene. Just in case it may trigger anyone, you are always free to skip it!

I PURPLE YOU! <333