THIRTEEN

THE NEXT DAY was better than the day before, he worked out with Hoseok and then went on the shooting field with Taehyung. He gets along with both of them quite well, they joke around and chat a lot, they are the closest to a friend, Jimin ever had. So training with them is really fun but also helpful. Jimin knows he will make some progress for sure if he continues working out with them.

The three had lunch together, before Jimin excused himself first he has to go somewhere before his control training with Sergeant Min starts.

After hesitating shortly, he still decides to knock on the office door of a certain elder before opening it after hearing a soft hum.

„Hey sorry to disturb you." Jimin starts as he slowly walks into the rather dark room while closing the door behind him.

The elder male turns to face Jimin, his glasses reflecting the light of the many monitors that are placed right in front of him. Suddenly Jimin feels nervous, he hasn't talked to him a lot before so it's slightly awkward.

„So I- I have a question to ask, Detective Kim." Jimin says, approaching the other male to stand closer to him.

Jin isn't someone to talk a lot, but he is smart as hell, and actually quite friendly if he talks to you. But Jimin didn't have the pleasure yet. Not really.

„Well ehm- what do you know.. about the superpower of future vision?" The younger asks carefully, as he slowly looks into Seokjin's eyes. The elder fixes his glasses, it seems as if he has to think about it.

„It's a psychic superpower- there are two categories of supernatural powers, first the ones that improve your cognitive abilities, your strength, that makes you use different elements etc. The second category is power that gives you the ability to use more percentages of your brain, that gives you psychic abilities like the future vision, the mind reading and so on." Jin starts to explain, „The future vision is quite complicated and complex. There aren't many cases. Most of these people couldn't learn how to control the power."

Jimin gulps but he remains quiet as he listens to Jin's explanation.

„The users of the future vision can predict the future more over situations that will most likely happen in the future, but that doesn't mean they can change the future outcome. In most cases the time between the vision and the actual situation is so short, there's nothing these people can do. But it's always different." The elder continues and Jimin listens curiously, it seems as if he is done talking so Jimin can ask his question.

„And- do you know a way to learn how to.. you know control this power, by any chance?" Jimin asks and Jim thinks about it once again.

„Well like I said it's hard to learn to control it but not impossible. It takes a lot of self control, time and ambition." Jin explains making Jimin nod in result,

"We once had a Sergeant who was just like Sergeant Min a superviser and Trainer for people like you. He once trained someone with the future vision."

„Where is he now?" Jimin asks curiously.

„He retired and moved away." The elder responds simply.

Jimin sighs internally, its frustrating and sounds like a lot of work. Just thinking about it gives Jimin a headache.

„Okay, thank you, Detectiv." Jimin responds turning around to leave the other male alone.

„Why are you asking?" Jin suddenly asks, making Jimin take a halt, he presses his lips together before forcing a smile on them and turning around.

„I was just curious." Jimin lies, but the other male just nods and with that Jimin leaves the room, with a strange feeling inside.

It seemed like Jin noticed something, his intelligence probably made him put two and two together. Jimin sighs as he walks through the hallway, he shouldn't have asked Jin for help.

As he heads to the practice room, a group of three approaches him, they are talking and laughing, and one of them looks pretty familiar but Jimin can't put a finger on it. He has seen him before, his name is hovering in Jimin's mind but somehow it's all blurry.

The three male notices that Jimin has stopped walking and is staring at them, but Jimin is so lost in his thoughts that he himself didn't notice that he is staring.

He is still trying to figure out who this person is and why he's so familiar but it's as if his mind is joking with him.

„Hello." The trio greets him, as they pass him. Jimin mumbles a short ‚Hello' back his eyes following the blonde male that is now walking away with his colleagues.

Jimin's eyes widen as he realizes. It's Felix.

Jimin wants to follow them but they already disappeared in the elevators. What should he do? Should he walk up to him and tell him what he saw? They would think he's crazy and not believe him.

Before Jimin could figure out what's right or wrong his thoughts get interrupted by another male walking up to him.

His black hair is styled perfectly, the dark shirt is fitting tightly around his toned muscles, his hands are in his pockets as he approaches Jimin with a casual walk. His feline eyes, one with the red scar, are piercing him, once again, like always. Whenever Jimin looks at the male, he is already watching him, as if he wants to look into Jimin's soul.

His whole appearance, his attitude, his face and his walk, it's mesmerizing. Jimin finds himself not being able to avert his gaze, so he just stares back. Jimin for sure isn't the shy and insecure guy, so staring back at the certain sergeant is no big deal. But somehow his gaze is taking Jimin's breath away.

It's like playing with fire, the long stares, the dark eyes piercing him, it's starting a fire inside of Jimin.

But he has never been scared of it. He has always liked to play with fire.

Jimin bites his lower lip before a soft smirk appears on his lips as he looks away. The elder doesn't say anything he just passes Jimin, making the younger follow him to the practice room.

They don't need to talk much, it's as if they understand each other without needing to use words for it. Jimin starts practicing right away, with Yoongi watching him closely. Even though the staring of the Sergeant should distract him, it doesn't, in fact it made him focus even more. After yesterday's failed practice he has to focus today even more, do his best and finally improve his stupid power.

But his mind is so full of thoughts ever since yesterday's vision and the conversation with Jin.

He managed to pick up the pen every now and then but failed the last two times because his thoughts would wander off to his second ability, the boy named Felix and Jin's words.

„Concentrate." Yoongi's raspy voice interrupts Jimin's thoughts, making the younger sigh quietly.

It's so hard to focus when your mind keeps drifting off to other things.

It's his first week of training and he has already improved, but there's still so much to learn. He has to get better so that he can use his powers to help the Swat, to work with his partner.

Jimin looks to his right where his partner is standing, watching him training. Yoongi raises a brow, because Jimin is just looking at him without saying a word.

Jimin smirks before looking back at his pen. He will show Yoongi, that he can use his powers that he is a worthy partner for him. He just needs some more practice and time, but he will make it, he will show Yoongi.

With these thoughts he managed to lift up the pen every time, his hand started glowing every time and Jimin never felt more powerful than in this moment.

Even if it doesn't seem so from the outside but from the inside Yoongi is quite impressed. The determination is clearly visible in Jimin's iron colored eyes, the grin on his lips gets bigger with every successful moving of the pen.

„I think I got it." Jimin says after several successes.

The elder nods, before grabbing the knife out of his pocket and handing it to Jimin. But before the younger could take it, he pulls it away, „You sure?"

„100 percent sure." Jimin responds before grabbing the knife and placing it on the floor.

Thinking about Yoongi's words, imagining the string between his hand and the knife, he manages to make it move. It's harder than with the pen, even though there's more iron in the knife, the weight makes it more difficult to lift it.

So Jimin focuses even more, literally feeling the imaginary string and he successfully lifts the knife. But once again the speed increases, the knife flies with the tip ahead towards Jimin's hand and he was so sure that he made it, that he succeeded, that he didn't even have the chance to pull his hand away.

The blade cuts through his skin, blood immediately starting to run out of the wound on his palm.

Jimin hisses, pulling his hand away and closing his fingers.

„You okay?" Yoongi asks and for once Jimin could hear emotions in his voice. He didn't sound neutral or annoyed, he sounded kind of worried.

The elder suddenly grabs Jimin's hand, forcing it to open, revealing the blood on the palm. But the wound is already gone.

Yoongi's fingers are now covered in Jimin's blood but he doesn't seem to mind, he looks concerned about the other male.

„It's- fine." Jimin responds his eyes slowly traveling from his hand to Yoongi's face, dark eyes meeting silver ones. The elder frowns, as if he isn't believing Jimin.

„Really." Jimin adds before pulling his hand away, the touch gave him a goosebump all over his body and he didn't even notice it.

Yoongi then nods before turning around, looking for a tissue to whip off the blood from his hand.

Jimin watches him leave before his eyes fall onto his hand, the blood already starting to dry, the wound completely gone.

He will have to try harder next time.

But for now the weekend has started.

And tonight they will throw a party.

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A/N:

Sooo the reading night is officially over, thank you for reading & voting I hope you liked the chapters!!

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