Jimin

I woke up and stretched. I felt something pressing against my body and it wasn't the cat I picked up yesterday. I looked blankly at the man next to me. I peaked under the covers and realised that he was naked. I brought my gaze back to the naked man and started poking him. He groaned and said 'stop it.'

"You're the one in my bed you asshat. Now get out." I've never seen this man before, I don't think Jin or Namjoon know him either. He turned to me, "you're the idiot who picked me up last night, you dumbass," he said. "Get out." I pulled the blanket off of me and threw it on him. I walked to my dresser and tugged on a pair of jeans and a shirt.

" Can I help you?" I asked him. He sat up, blanket covering his lower half, "I need clothes," he stated staring at my blanket rubbing a corner between his thumb and pointer finger. "And how am I supposed to help you, actually - why should I? I don't know you and then when I tell you to leave you act like an ass." He sighed. "Non-Magics I swear, so .." he muttered, his voice got quieter.

"Look, I don't know you and whatever the hell a Non-Magic is, it's not me-"

"It is YOU. You're a human. So you're a Non-Magic." He informed me. I rolled my eyes. "Are you mentally four or something? Life isn't a fairy tale-"

"I know, but explain where the stray went? Explain why I'm here instead of it." I stayed quiet. Perhaps Magics do exist, I just refuse to believe that stuff - it drove my mom crazy, and I don't want to end up like that, I want to stay as far away from that shit as possible.

"Look, let me tell you about me and then will you help? I do need to get back home and such, Hoseok and Taehyung need someone to prevent them from burning down the Shoppe." I didn't know the two boys mentioned but I laughed at this man's words.

"Alright. Tell me." I sat on the bed and he began to tell me his tale.

______ Yoongi's Tale ___________

my name is Min Yoongi. I'm a werecat - like a werewolf I change on the night of the full moon. I lived with my parents' up 'til I was eleven. My mom had past away and my father found out on the first full moon of the year that I was a werecat, and not a werewolf like my brothers and him... So he kicked me out, I roamed the streets for awhile until I bumped into Hoseok's father, I was raised along Hoseok for about six years until his father died. Taehyung came into the picture a couple weeks later - he was close with Hoseok's father - Voldemort.

Jimin interrupted Yoongi at this point "Isn't Voldemort a character in Harry Potter?" Yoongi looked at him "What's Harry Potter?" Jimin heaved out a sigh "Ah, nothing, continue." Yoongi nodded and continued to tell his tale to the younger.

Anyways, when Voldemort died, many Magics' were devastated, but those who hated him were glad he died. Hoseok only being fourteen years old decided he was going to take over his father's craft and didn't listen to my or Taehyung's warnings. Taehyung at this time was 1100 years old. But he was pretty wise, Hoseok was filled with many different emotions and his thought weren't straight. He didn't want the Shoppe to go out of business, it was also his home. Taehyung stayed with Hoseok when I was unable to-

"How did Hoseok hold up? Is he okay now?" Jimin's voice was filled with genuine concern - despite being as cold as he was earlier Jimin actually has a very big heart and is very caring. "He's alright now, still struggling, but will you let me finish?" Jimin nodded excitedly. Yoongi felt himself smiling slightly but wiped it away instantly. 'Rule #17' he reminded himself.

Taehyung gave me daily updates on Hoseok for months and-

"Wait, how did Taehyung and Voldemort know each other?" Jimin questioned. "What-" "You never did say how they knew one another." Jimin said, cutting off Yoongi. Yoongi sighed. "Alright. Alright, I'll tell."

Taehyung used to go to Voldemort when he needed something or needed a little fix up from his previous hunt. Taehyung was kind of a protector of our town, he kept watch on the front gates anyone who he didn't know he knocked out threw in the dungeon and interrogated them once they woke. Taehyung got injured a lot during his battles and lone hunts. Voldemort got worried about Taehyung and went on hunts with him every now and then, Voldemort almost got injured a few times and Taehyung told Voldemort that he couldn't go on hunts with him anymore. Voldemort continued to better his craft because he always said 'there's no such thing as perfect and there is always room for improvement.' I took his advice to heart and used it in my own life - I wanted him to be around for my children if I ever had any, to help teach them the things he taught me, you know?

Jimin nodded to Yoongi's words, "Yeah, I always saw my parents' being there for my children, but my parents' passed away before I finished high school, my two friends kinda took me under their care - they were close with my parents and.. Yeah.." Yoongi's lips formed a sad smile. Jimin took notice and shook his head. "It's fine, I mean.. Sure, I miss them and from time to time I wish they were still here, but no amount of wishing will ever bring someone back." Yoongi nodded, because there are times that he still wishes Voldemort was here. Like when Hoseok nearly blew up the kitchen making toast. ToAST. And when Hoseok accidently stabbed Taehyung - long story. Yoongi let out a small sigh. "You good?" Jimin asked leaning forward slightly to get Yoongi's attention. "Huh? Oh yeah, I'm just... Remembering." A small smile played on his lips, "Remembering what?" Jimin was sporting a small grin. "Can I continue?" Jimin nodded leaning back against his bed frame.

Voldemort would've been an amazing god father. Moving on, um... There had been times that I wished and wished he hadn't died - praying that it was just some sick joke, I had to see Hoseok in a broken state for months and it hurt more than anything - even more than losing the only father I really had.

Jimin felt bad for Yoongi - he had to go through so much and he was just a couple years older than himself. Jimin smiled sadly at the older as he continued speaking.

Hoseok would constantly sneak into my bed and ask for comfort, he was scared to be without Voldemort, he was scared to eventually end up like Voldemort - They're immortal for the most part, but you burn off their Mark then... It's all over for them -

"What 'Mark'?" Jimin asked. "Well... When Hoseok was born a mark was carved into his skin - It's something that was used for centuries, ever since we had kings and queens and the royal palace which has been half destroyed for a couple decades." Jimin nodded and motioned for Yoongi to continue.

Voldemort's cause of death wasn't exactly known, all we know is his Mark was either burnt off or cut out -

"Is their Mark like their lifeline or something?" Yoongi nodded. "Yeah, in a sense." Jimin nodded in thought for awhile.

I guess that's all there is to my tale.. There isn't anything else to tell-

"How come your dad is an asshole?" Yoongi didn't have a response to this. Jimin shook his head, "Nevermind, he just seemed like one to me.. Not wanting you just because you're different."

Yoongi took the younger's words in. No one ever really told him that, anyone aside from Voldemort - Hoseok never knew why Yoongi ended up living with him and his father, Voldemort only said that he found Yoongi on the streets and took him under his wing.

"Yoongi? Yoongi?" Jimin was leaning in front of Yoongi waving his hand in front of the older's face. Yoongi blinked and swatted the younger's hand from his face, "You okay?" Yoongi could hear Jimin's evident concern for him and even see it on his face. "I'm fine." He tried his hardest to remain heartless. 'Rule seventeen rule seventeen rule seventeen rule seventeen.' He kept reminding himself.

Rule Seventeen: A Magic with a Non- Magic is not illegal but is frowned upon.

Then there's rule number twenty two: If there's a stray (cat) on the street - leave it be.

Cat's are practically frowned upon in the Magics' world, and Yoongi hated it.