The Truth Untold

                                    

                                          
To say you're concerned is an understatement. 
Why Jimin is in the lighthouse with tears on his face is alarming. Beyond alarming, because one look in his eyes tells you it isn't about Jungkook. When Ariel storms in with the same expression, you put two and two together, rushing over to Jimin and pulling him off to the side, out of earshot of the others. 
"What the hell did you say to her?" you whisper, narrowing your eyes.
        Jimin rips his arm out of your grasp, the lack of emotion in his gaze terrifying you more than any gun could. "The truth."
        "We have to get moving," Jin says, his voice echoing in the room. "Holden may be dead, but we still have work to do. Any plans?"
        "London," Yoongi replies, you keeping your glare on the emotionless Jimin. "Solomon said London is the best bet to stop everything. As much as I hate to admit it, he was right. Without Jungkook, this just got a lot harder, but we don't have much choice. We have to get this over with. Eliminate Madam Avasa, take the Underworld back."
        "Would that really work?" Hoseok asks, leaning against the wall. "What, we just stroll to London and take out the leader of our world? Then what, magically no one cares and we're left alone?" 
        "Not every assassin in the world will be hunting for us then," Yoongi says.
        "Are we sure about that?" 
        "I want to believe it, I want to believe that at least less will be after us. So yeah, I think London's a good idea. Namjoon and Jin and whoever else wants to join them go to one country, we'll go to another. Sound good?"
        "Great," Jimin says, wiping his final tear. You notice Ariel and Jimin share a glare, you sighing. "Don't," he whispers to you while the others discuss a plan, Yoongi spearheading the discussion. "Don't get involved. You asked me to do this, so I'm doing it the way I see fit."
        Without even raising your voice, you shake your head and reply. "You're my best friend." His eyes expand, you letting out a soft breath. "I know you don't trust me, but I trust you with every cell in my body. Even the smallest part of me trusts you with my life. Jimin, you're my closest ally here, even over my boyfriend. My right hand and closest... person. Not even friend, you're the one I know the most." You step closer, placing a hand on his shoulder. "So when I say this, I hope you know I'm not saying it as your boss. I'm saying it as your friend." He slowly nods, you keeping your eyes on him. "You're making a mistake," you murmur, giving his shoulder a squeeze. "But you're right. I asked you to do this, so I won't force you to make a decision I want. I just hope you know what you're doing."
        "I do," he replies right as Yoongi beckons you over.
        "If you two are done, we have a plan to discuss." You and Jimin reluctantly head over, Ariel completely avoiding so much as peeking at Jimin. The pity swells up inside you, and it doesn't take a genius to know what Jimin told her. The tears say it all, let alone them ignoring each other.
        "What plan do we have?" you ask.
        "We get to the airport without anyone noticing us, then, we go to London-"
        "No," Jimin interrupts. "We take Namjin to the airport and ship them off, but we can't go yet. One, we shouldn't charter a private jet in the same place. That's weird. Two, we need to get our gear from the hideout and the cars. We shouldn't go unless we're fully armed. We're already down the highest ranked man we know, now we have to work with what we got."
        "Jimin's got a point," Jin says. "I know Namjoon and I won't be around, so our opinion doesn't matter as much, but I also want you guys to be armed and ready for whatever comes next."