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"you purchased a mercedes-benz sprinter svd1010 vip for over 200 000 dollars?" jimin asked hoseok with surprisement.

"and a private driver for all times." hoseok added as jimin and him got dressed.

"no, I get that, but what's so special about the car that it costs so much? how does it even look?" jimin continued to question the elder. "you know my knowledge in cars is practically nonexistent."

"you'll see for yourself when we get out of the house." hoseok smiled. "it will be waiting for us. I got it pecifically to fit all seven of us so we could get to work while being inside a luxurious car salon. it has limousine functions... I guess. basically, it has everything from champagne to shaving cream."

"but it takes us five minutes to get to the building." jimin glanced at his lover, raising a brow.

"yeah, I know." hoseok replied. "which is why I told the driver to make a twenty-kilometer detour to show off the people of seoul that we can afford it."

"hobi... you're... special." jimin laughed.

"I know." hoseok secured his tie in place and walked to the restroom, knocking on the door. "babe, are you gonna be out soon?"

"yeah! coming!" yoongi responded before opening the door and coming out with only a towel wrapped around his waist.

"damn, blessing us with your looks so early in the morning?" jimin smiled and buttoned up his dress shirt.

"put on your suit quickly." hoseok said while searching for the house keys. "our car just arrived and everyone's already inside, waiting for us."

"okay, okay." yoongi walked into the wardrobe, coming out dressed in less than five minutes.

"I'm glad we decided to buy this bed." jimin said. "I feel like it could fit all seven of us now."

"why... would we need that?" hoseok squinted his eyes with suspicion.

"we are not having orgies on this bed." yoongi spoke up as he applied his cologne. "I payed for it – I decide."

the three of them walked out of their house, locking the doors afterwards. the car waiting for them outside looked quite simple on the outside, but the inside was like an entire freaking luxury hotel room. jimin immediately got out a bottle of champagne and seven glasses.

"I don't think that's a good idea–" namjoon began, but was interrupted by jimin.

"it's fine."

"which route are we gonna take today?" the driver with an oddly familiar voice asked, after pulling down the little window which separated them.

"take the highway today." hoseok responded.

"jackson?!" taehyung exclaimed, recognizing his friend.

"what? why the fuck is he our driver?" jungkook asked, looking worried.

"guys, relax." hoseok calmed them down. "he passed the test. he's all good now."

jungkook and taehyung exchanged looks of worry and suspicion. jackson betrayed them... but then he got onto their side and helped yeona. jungkook had a weird feeling about him, but he saw the way he broke down after yeona's death... maybe he really was different.

till this day jungkook couldn't believe everything has ended and they were all out of the gang business. life felt so much more different, so calm.
it was difficult to get used to normal lifestyle. simple things like waiting in line for a long time instead of having a free pass just because you could kill everyone, having to pay for things instead of getting them for free or stealing. jungkook and taehyung had a lot of trouble trying to get over murder. they got out to play paintball at least two times a week since that was the only thing close to their previous lifestyle. little by little they got better at taming their urges to kill, one of the ways was to replace it with pleasure... which was something taehyung and jungkook did a lot.

"should we upgrade our garden area and the backyard?" hoseok asked as they all climbed out of the car.

"hey, why don't we put some tables and chairs in the backyard? it would be like a picnic area or just a place where employees can work in the fresh air." jin suggested. "we can put those huge umbrellas to cover up the sun, or have a roof over a certain area."

"I love that idea!" jimin exclaimed loudly. "hobi, we gotta do that. we could all go out there to have picnics and even have it open for other people on the weekends."

"we could even earn a profit from that." namjoon spoke up. "we can create special vip areas for people who don't work for us, they'll pay for hourly rent."

"you guys are so clever." yoongi chuckled and waited for jimin and hoseok to catch up.
he watched some of their employees drive into the parking lot, greeting him and others on the way. they were about to walk up to the entrance, but before they could, a familiar voice called out, earning their attention.

"you all thought it was over?"
all seven pairs of eyes darted to none other than... minseok.
"you thought that by killing soojin you'd win?"

"yeah." hoseok replied coldly. "that's kinda how it happened."

"how the fuck are you still alive?" jungkook complained. "I swear to god, why to pricks like him stay alive and the good people die?"

"I had a mission to fulfill." minseok spoke in a dark voice, as if he was possessed. "I will take soojin's position, and I will rule the mafia world."

"hun, that's sweet, but—" yoongi started, but was cut off by minseok who took out a gun and pointed it straight at him.
hoseok reached for his gun on instinct, only to remember that they didn't have guns anymore... but he wasn't going to shoot, right?

"minseok..." yoongi looked his (ex) friend into the eyes. "are you minseok? or is this M?"

"it's me, yoongi..." minseok replied. "good to know you still remember about M. let me tell you, he never forgot about you. he actually likes you a lot... but I don't."

"wasn't it the other way around?" yoongi asked.

"I'm not here to play around." minseok gritted through his teeth. "I came here to kill you. all of you."

"minseok..." namjoon started to slowly approach the younger, but the gun was instantly pointed at him. namjoon raised his hands in surrender.

"why don't we just relax... and turn on the radio?" jimin smiled only earning a death glare from minseok.

"you'll be first, chipmu—"

crash!

the seven boys stood frozen in shock, staring at the spot minseok was at just now. before anybody got the chance to do anything, a car came rushing down with high speed crashing right into minseok, sending him across the pavement like a bowling ball.

"what...?" taehyung whispered. "did he just... die?"

it took a moment for them to realize that the car belonged to them.

"and I oop?" jackson rolled down the window of the car, looking out. "he was really annoying, wasn't he?"

they stood there, giving each other glances. hoseok was the only one with a wide smile across his lips, the smile of a proud dad.

"jackson, you're on the team." jimin winked.

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"how's it going?" jungkook whispered, his hand glazing over the cold gravestone. "are you happy?"

jungkook choked back on his tears as he placed the beautiful bouquet full of yellow flowers on yeona's grave. the cold wind blew in his face and jungkook pulled on his jacket, trying to hide in it blindly, knowing it wouldn't bring him any warmth.

"happy birthday..." he sobbed. "it's your twentieth birthday... you're a legal adult now. wow. I know you wanted to know what alcohol tasted like... it's disgusting." he laughed slightly, wiping a lone tear off his cheek. "it is seriously disgusting... you've probably tired it already though, but I wouldn't know, you didn't mention it in your diary."

jungkook paused.
"I reread it so many times by now... it makes it feel like you're still here." he exhaled. "I walked all over seoul to find every yellow flower I could... I hope you like them."

he took in a shaky breath right before breaking down into tears, crying loudly. he fell onto his knees, head hitting the grass under him. jungkook breathed in the sickening smell of earth, clutching the grass into fists. not a moment later it started pouring... not raining, but literally pouring.
the boy felt his jacket get wet in an instance. his body shivering from the cold. it was so cold.

"I feel so cold without you."

he sat up, crying silently. the rain washed away his tears, but it couldn't wash away the pain deep in his chest, burning and devouring his insides.
jungkook suddenly felt the rain stop, he opened his eyes and furrowed his eyebrows.
no, it didn't stop... but it did?

he looked up and saw taehyung with a big, black umbrella which he held over jungkook and himself.

"tae..." jungkook flew to his feet, hugging his lover tightly, melting in his embrace.
taehyung quickly took the chance to wrap a big, knitted scarf around jungkook to keep him warm. he grabbed onto both of his hands with one, wanting to warm him up.

"baby... why didn't you tell me to come with you?" taehyung exhaled, brushing wet hair out of jungkook pretty face.

"taehyung... what if I just..." jungkook cried. "what if I just kill myself?"

"what?!"

"I'll be with her!"

"jungkook, no! what are you saying?!" taehyung pulled jungkook back in, letting the younger cry against his shoulder. he screamed his heart out and cried, cried so hard it was simply painful at this moment.
"kookie, you know your sister better than me. tell me, would she ever want that?"

jungkook looked into taehyung's eyes silently shaking his head.

"if she didn't get the chance to live her life to the fullest, don't make the same mistake as her, and live every moment as if it's your last.
you never know. life can end any moment, there is no time to waste. if you were to die today, would you be happy? have you accomplished everything you ever wanted?"

"no..." he whispered.

"so start now, before you regret not doing anything." taehyung cupped his lover's face with one hand lovingly. "what do you wanna do, hm? do you have a dream? I'll take you anywhere you wanna go, I'll do everything for you, kook, anything to make you happy."

"I... I am not sure if I have a dream... but I remember yeona told me once how she wanted to try paragliding over the pacific." jungkook respondes quietly with a little smile on his lips.

"then let's do that."

"what?"

"let's accomplish the dreams she never got the chance to accomplish."

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