Kk this (if i continue it ofc lol) will be an AU where North Korea decides to attack and BTS grows up during the war! (so basically theyre born in like 2019 or something idk) and Korea blocks out all other countries and after a bit, the government (north koreas ofc) is shut down and they go off into different gangs. So basically its an isolated country ruled by gangs, but theyre not an international threat so no one really cares. Get the jist?

“Don’t… don’t leave me.” Jimin finally whispered, face pressed against his mothers side. She was still warm, but lacking a pulse. He continued to sob, even after someone put a hand on his shoulder.

“Kid, cmon.” A voice said, deep and gravelly. Jimin stopped crying just long enough to see the face of a soldier. “W-who are you?” he asked, voice shaking. The older cracked a smile.

 “I’m no one, actually, I’m your protector.” He said, laughing a bit. Jimin saw nothing funny. “Well, I was wondering if you wanted to come with me, and I’ll lead you to a nice place where you don’t have to worry about being hurt anymore!” he said enthusiastically.

 “And there’s live people there too!” he added, snickering a bit as if it were a joke.

“I want to stay here. With my mother.” He said stiffly.

 The others smile disappeared. “Sorry, I can’t actually let you, stay here…” he trailed off, and lunged at the unsuspecting boy, who screamed as he was held tight against someone’s chest other than his mothers.

“Let me go! I hate you! Leave me alone!!” he shouted, struggling frantically to get out of the strangers arms.

“I’m sorry kid, can’t do that.” The guy whispered into Jimin’s ear, after another few minutes of struggling, the older go tired of holding a kicking and screaming six year old, and put him down, looking apologetic.

“Here have a cookie, I’m really sorry.” The soldier said, holding out one of those bitesize chocolate chip cookies you get at the grocery store for 1$.

Jimin grabbed the cookie with plump fingers, and began to munch happily. “Mmm! This is good!” he exclaimed after a little while. After exactly two minutes, Jimin passed out. “Finally, the brats out cold.” The soldier mumbled to himself, picking up the boys small frame, throwing him over his shoulder.

Good or not? Please comment if you read this!! Because I might develope it and I wanna see if you guys like it!!