SIXTEEN

THE AIR IS refreshingly cold, even though it's actually humid outside because of the rain this morning. As they drive to a for Jimin unknown destination, the wind hits his body, making him cool down from the previous hot days.

Jimin enjoys every second of the ride, it's soothing but also exciting. But for this ride, Yoongi has decided to drive relaxed, no unnecessary speeding, just a comfortable ride in the night.

The younger has his hands around Yoongi's waist, as he holds up his head behind the elder's left shoulder to have a look at the street in front of him. It feels nice being on a motorcycle, maybe it's even nice being on it with Yoongi.

After almost 20 minutes they seem to arrive the destination where Yoongi wanted to go to.

It's a strange place to hang out at night, but not that bad. As the elder takes a halt and stops the engine, Jimin gets off the motorcycle and takes off his helmet.

It's what seems like a parking lot next to a small basketball court. There are no people around it's a really empty place.

It really looks like a place Yoongi is enjoying to be. It indeed fits him.

Both of them are quiet as they walk to the basketball court, it's kind of awkward, Jimin doesn't know what to say or do. But even if it's awkward it's so much more comfortable to be here with Yoongi than being with the other boys right now.

The elder walks up to one corner that's covered with bushes before squatting down to grab something. Jimin frowns but watches him in silence while sitting down on one of the benches.

Out of the bushes Yoongi pulls out a basketball that he must have been hiding there. Jimin snorts but is also impressed by the elder's smartness. He starts dribbling the basketball before casually throwing it into the basket.

He continues playing by himself while Jimin watches him quietly, observes his body how it moves, his expression whenever he throws the ball successfully into the basket. Jimin doesn't know what to feel when he looks at the older male, watching him play and just be himself. It feels like he has known Yoongi for a long time, but then again he knows literally nothing. He really wants to change that.

As Yoongi is about to throw the ball in once again, Jimin walks up to him and pushes the elder to the side before grabbing the ball out of his hands. Jimin laughs as he successfully managed to take the ball from Yoongi and throw it in perfectly.

„That's not how you play basketball." Yoongi comments, making Jimin turn around and stick his tongue out like a child.

„I don't care, I play by my own rules." Jimin responds, before picking up the ball to throw it to his partner.

„In real life too?" Yoongi asks as he catches the ball, dribbling it on the floor a few times.

„Definitely." Jimin answers with a smirk before approaching Yoongi to take the ball away from him. The elder however manages to dodge Jimin's attack before throwing the ball into the basket and turning around to Jimin.

„Not sure if your rules will work out with me." Yoongi says, suddenly appearing so much closer than before, making Jimin lose his smirk for a second. Jimin can't define the tone in Yoongi's voice, it seemed so much deeper and the soft smirk on his lips is confusing as well. Jimin can't put a finger on it. But he for sure will play the same game.

„We will see." Jimin responds, as he takes off his jacket, the elder doing the same.

So they start playing against each other, counting the points to see who is better at playing basketball. Jimin was cheating a few times by pushing Yoongi and not playing by the rules of basketball.

Even though they both seemed to be competitive and wanted to proof that they are the best, in the end it was more about having fun than winning. Jimin laughed and so did Yoongi. It was strange to see him laugh at all, to see him laugh because of Jimin.

It were no big laughter, more like chuckles and snorts, but for Jimin it was a huge success. It somehow made him proud.

„Sadly there's no iron for you to control." Yoongi teased as he grabbed the ball out of Jimin's hand.

„Well there is in your blood." Jimin responds with a shrug, „I could probably manipulate that."

„And kill me in the process." The elder adds making Jimin snort at his comment.

„That's the point." Jimin says with a smirk before grabbing the ball to dribble it a few times, dodging Yoongi's attacks to get the ball back.

With his last throw he manages to earn another point, making it 45:30.

Jimin raises his hands in defeat, Yoongi won and Jimin got tired playing basketball for almost an hour.

They sat down on the ground on their jackets that they took off earlier before they started playing.

It's a rather quiet night, in the distance you can hear cars but that's it. Other than that it's completely quiet. And Jimin really enjoys it. Being here with Yoongi is really comforting for the younger.

They stay quiet for a while just looking into the distance before Yoongi pulls out something off his pocket. Jimin looks down to his fingers, that are taking a cigarette out of the box. The elder notices Jimin's gaze so he points the cigarettes towards Jimin, who takes out one with a quiet ‚thanks'.

Yoongi puts his cigarette between his lips as he lights it up before holding his lighter in front of Jimin's mouth who also places the cigarette between his lips.

He looks into Yoongi's dark eyes as the older lights up his cigarette as well, their eyes meet, Jimin's reminding him of the lights in the distance, while Yoongi's own eyes are as dark as the sky itself.

They smoke in silence, Jimin actually rarely smokes just sometimes when he feels like or when he's partying. Yoongi himself also doesn't smoke regularly.

„I've talked to Felix." Yoongi suddenly says, making Jimin look at him for a short moment before looking back again and just nodding.

„What's going on?" Yoongi asks, „What do you know?"

Yoongi isn't just curious he's also worried but he tries everything to not show it, he doesn't want to push Jimin and Jimin can feel that. He can feel that Yoongi doesn't want to put pressure on him but the situation itself is stressful for Jimin. Nothing has happened yet, the vision came way earlier this time. Sometimes he has a vision and the situation happens the next second or just a few minutes apart. But now it's been days. And it makes Jimin freak out on the inside.

The dark haired male bites his lower lip, the ash of his cigarette falling onto the ground as he didn't take a drag for a while.

„I- actually don't wanna talk about it." Jimin responds with a hesitation. But if not now, when will he be able to talk to Yoongi this openly? Should he tell him everything? The truth about his second ability? About what he exactly saw in his vision?

It's the perfect moment. Something big is about to happen, not only one person will die. He really needs to open up and tell Yoongi about it. It's his duty. That's why he took the job, to help others to save them. He really has to establish this into his mindset, he has to think about it as his purpose, his determination, his responsibility.

Yoongi stayed quiet after Jimin's response, he really doesn't seem to want to push the younger. But Jimin gave in.

„Actually- it's really important." Jimin starts, but he can't find the right words to explain it, „Look I- I kind of saw what's about to happen. On St.Louis Street."

Yoongi puts out the cigarette before looking to Jimin who did the same. He waits for the younger to continue.

Jimin opens his mouth to continue explaining but he closes it, opens it the next moment again before a frustrated sigh leaves his lips. What's wrong with him? Why does it make him nervous talking about it? He has never been the quiet type, he always finds the right words, at least in his eyes.

„Fuck it. I have a second ability." Jimin says bluntly, „The one of future visions."

Even if Yoongi may is impressed and surprised on the inside, he surely can hide his reaction well.

„Why didn't you tell us?" He simply asks but without any hints of judgement.

„I just- wanted to wait. And I don't want you to tell the others. For now." Jimin responds, looking to his partner who is also averting his gaze from the distance to Jimin. They look into each other's eyes for a moment, and it doesn't feel weird, Jimin is good at holding eye contact and so is Yoongi. But it feels so natural.

Just looking into Yoongi's eyes is giving Jimin so much - safety and support. It's totally stupid, but it just makes him feel this way. Even though Yoongi is really distant and doesn't want him as his partner. In the end of the day, Jimin still wants it to work out, he does feel good around Yoongi.

Jimin barely trusts anyone, it's really hard for him as he has spent his life hiding and not trusting anyone beside his parents. But Yoongi, his personality, even though Jimin can't figure him out, he gives Jimin the impression that he can trust him. Somehow.

„I'm telling you this because- I somehow trust you." The younger adds, his eyes not leaving Yoongi's, „Something big is about to happen. I don't know when, but it will happen. People will die, Felix is one of them. We need to prevent this."

„I need to tell Namjoon." Yoongi says.

„Tell him but keep my power a secret. Tell him I got the information from someone that there's going to be attack." Jimin responds with a serious face, making Yoongi frown slightly. It seems as if he's trying to read Jimin but he can't understand the meaning. He still nods and agrees to keep it a secret for a while.

„Did you have the vision while we were training?" Yoongi asks and Jimin nods, looking into the distance.

„I will need to know more." Yoongi adds, „If you want us to work out as partners."

Jimin snaps his head to the side, looking at the male on his right with a frown on his face. Did he really just say that?

The younger tries not to make a big deal out of it, but on the inside he felt something strange happening. Is it joy? Relief? What is it that he's feeling?

Jimin tries to play it down, not really showing any kind of reaction referring to what Yoongi said.

„What do you want to know?"

„Anything."

So Jimin explained his ability of future vision. That he can predict situations, mostly bad ones, that are about to happen - sometimes right after having the vision or sometimes hours or days later. Whenever he has a vision, his eyes would start glowing and he would lose his consciousness most of the times. It did happen that he would not pass out, mostly when he's having short visions.

Yoongi would just listen quietly and nod from time to time, waiting for Jimin to end his explanation.

„You will need to learn how to control that as well." Yoongi says as Jimin finished explaining, making the younger nod in response.

„I know." Jimin responds, „But it's extremely tough and hard to learn how to control it."

Yoongi nods, before looking into Jimin's face, and no matter how many times their eyes meet, Yoongi will always be fascinated by Jimin's iron colored ones.

What he says next, takes Jimin aback, completely.

„We will make it."

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A/N: arghhh I kind of like this chapter! What do you think?

Bonding- we love it right?

I hope you really enjoy this book, bc I really enjoy writing it myself. I'm curious:

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- What do you think about the (main) characters?

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