After the showing of the rather large house, Jungkook had brought Jimin back to the kitchen for a nice 'treat' as he had referred to it.

"I have prepared your favorite dish baby." Jungkook said with a happy face as he went to open the fridge.

"I don't have a favorite dessert?" Jimin answered in confusion as he gave the other male a side-glance.

"Yes you do you silly thing, here." Jungkook said with crinkled eyes as he brought out a tray with two créme brûlée's standing proudly on the metallic surface.
Jimin's eyes widened in surprise, he had forgot how much he loved the sweet dessert. The last time he had eaten it was when he was in Paris with Taehyung on a class trip, and that was a long time ago.

"H-how do you know I enjoy crème brûlée?" Jimin asked warily as he tried to read Jungkook's expression, but that was as impossible as going to a water park without being tempted to touch the inviting water.

"When you were abroad you told your mother how much you loved it over the phone. I was thrilled because you don't really enjoy any other desserts." Jungkook said with a big grin as he handed one of the cold, sweet dishes to Jimin. Jimin didn't want to question the other male on how he could've known what he'd said to his mother, instead he just accepted the dessert and dug his newly received spoon into the creamy treat.

"It's nice isn't it?" Jungkook asked, breaking the comforting silence in the slightly cold room.

"W-what is?" Jimin asked back silently while he glanced up at the other male.

"How the spoon digs into the cream so easily, the cream is so pliant when the spoon divides its content and then goes into a person's mouth. The cream doesn't resist one bit, it's just there, waiting for you to devour it."
The male said as he looked at the dessert with a contained smile.
Multiple shivers ran through Jimin's body as he listened to Jungkook explain the 'beauty' of how a dessert doesn't give any resistance before you eat it up.
Jungkook looked up at the frightened student and smiled a wicked smile before he slowly took another bite.

"Do you want to know a secret Jimin?" Jungkook asked as he leaned in closer to the male who sat across the small bar table. Jimin didn't have the guts to answer, instead he let his head answer with a subtle nod. "You're my favorite treat." Jungkook whispered as he stared into the scared male's doe eyes before he gave his spoon a lethargic lick.

Jimin leaned back as far as he could, away from the tall male in the wooden stool he sat upon. This was apparently very humorous to Jungkook because he let out a deep chuckle as he looked at the younger boy.

"Ah." Jungkook sighed as he leaned back from Jimin.

"Do you know what you do to me Jimin? You turn my brain into a swirl full of havoc and confusing thoughts. When you act the way you do, when you act so tentative, it makes me want to push you into a wall and whisper naughty things until you turn pliant under my touch. But you also make me desire your cold, dead body laying beside me when I wake up. It's odd isn't it?" Jungkook said as he looked at Jimin with a senseless expression.

Jimin closed his eyes shut as if it would help him get away, he would wake up in his ratty apartment and realize this was all a dream. But that wasn't what happened, instead he was brought out of his darkness by a soft finger trailing his chapped lips. "What's better, a body who will never go against me or my orders? Or a living Jimin who has his own mindset and can go ballistic anytime?" Jungkook asked more to himself rather than to Jimin as he dragged his long finger across Jimin's shivering lip.

"I-I'll listen to you, I won't go against you I s-swear." Jimin whimpered, and he could feel the tears burning behind his two, twitching eyelids.

"Don't cry now Jimin, it makes you look ugly. You need to be perfect for me. Can you do that for me baby? Can you be my perfect little doll?"  Jimin nodded and let out a small "yes" in between his sobs.

"That's my boy." The older male said as he put his finger under Jimin's chin and angled it upwards. Then he attached his lips to the other male's salty ones. Jimin frowned as Jungkook's tongue asked for entrance into his mouth but he obliged, he opened a slight crack between his lips, afraid of what might happen if he didn't. The tongue explored Jimin's mouth's all hidden corners, the feeling felt ticklish and Jimin cursed himself in his mind as he felt a slight tingle in the bottom of his stomach.

Jungkook groaned, making vibrations lead into the younger's mouth and god, Jimin was so close to let out a whine but he was able to hold it in. Jungkook's hands traveled from his cheeks down to his waist and explored the area. Jimin was silent as the older man's hands were molesting his thighs and his lean back. When his hands found their way to Jimin's bottom he had had enough. "Get off me!" Jimin yelled after he'd pulled back from the morbid male.

"Oh come on babe, don't be so difficult. I know I'm hot, so what's stopping you?" Jungkook asked as he wiped saliva away from his lips with the back of his left hand. "Are-Are you fucking kidding me? Attractiveness has nothing to do with willingness when it comes to sexual acts! You're so fucking awful, you're sick! You know that right? You're fucking sick!" Jimin felt his voice rise and his breathing become louder as he let himself grow more and more mad.

Jungkook walked closer to the younger one with a grin.

"I'm sick? Is that it? I'm sick for loving you?" Jungkook asked as he slowly moved towards Jimin with a sinister look. "You're the one at fault here! It's all your fault, if you didn't exist I wouldn't be like this!" Jungkook screamed as he moved faster towards the younger male. Jimin flinched at the sudden change in behavior. "It's all your fault!" Jungkook yelled at the top of his lungs as he pushed Jimin into a near glass cupboard.

Glass shattered and the room fell silent, the only noticeable sound was the heavy breathing of Jungkook. The recently mentioned male's eyes fell down onto Jimin's broken figure, he laid like an angel surrounded by fire. The glass pieces around him glistened as the sun shined through one of the southeast windows. When the sun reflected into Jungkook's eyes he realized the damage he had done. Seconds passed before he was sitting besides the younger male, not caring about how the glass pieces punctured his calves.

"I'm so sorry baby, please forgive me.
I'm so sorry, so, so sorry. Baby please forgive me, I'm sorry." The man whispered out as he hugged one of Jimin's bleeding arms while rocking back and forth. Tears fell from his eyes and down onto Jimin's white shirt, making small blue dots appear on the silky fabric.

"I just wanted us to have a pleasant excursion from all the bad people who've surrounded you, I just want to keep you safe. Please forgive me, I love you baby. Please don't hate me, please baby, I'm so sorry." Jungkook cried out as he snuggled up against the unconscious male's, now wet, arm.

"You're awake." Was the first sentence Jimin heard after he'd opened his eyes.
His back felt numb, as well as his arms.

"How are you feeling?" Jungkook asked as he backed Jimin's head up with an additional pillow. Jimin remembered what happened, he had heard the sobs of the sick man after he had pushed him into the glass furniture. Jimin wanted to be mad, he really did, but he knew the feeling in his heart had started to expand more after the incident. It was odd, this whole situation was odd, and the most odd thing is the fact that Jimin only sees this situation as odd. Normal people would be scared out of their minds and would do anything to get out, of course Jimin was scared but for some reason he was drawn to the male. He had been ever since the start.

Maybe he is just as mentally disturbed as Jungkook, because who in their right set of mind would have a small part of him enjoy the presence of his kidnapper? Nobody, that's what scares Jimin the most.

Somewhere in between all of his thoughts Jimin could hear Jungkook repeat his question to him.

"I'm fine." Was the two words that had slipped out between his teeth. It was a lie, but people lie all the time, it's in our nature so why would it hurt to say a small, white lie?
Oh, if only Jimin knew what a chaos he had started due to those two small, innocent words. Then he would have told the truth, even though it seemed like the worse option at the time.

"No you're not." Jungkook said as he inspected Jimin's eyes, as if searching for something.

"You were hurt badly, and a glass piece nearly cut through your main vein. Why would you lie to me? I know it hurts." Jungkook's gaze felt heavier and Jimin's breath hitched in his dry throat.

"I-I mean I'm fine if you c-compare to what could have happened. It could h-have been much worse." Jimin explained hastily, as if it would be more safe to speak out the words rapidly.

"You're lying again. Stop Lying To Me! Act normal! Treat me like you treat Taehyung! Why can't you just be yourself around me! You're worth nothing if you're going to act like a stuck up chicken! I want you! Only you, you, you, you!" Jimin let out a small gasp as the male went mad again.

The blood filled eyes and the bulging muscles that appeared scared the shit out of Jimin. "Please don't." Jimin whispered as he looked up at the larger male with frightened eyes, his sentence was looked down upon by Jungkook though.

"I-I'm sorry." Jimin spoke out after the older male's words had been reduced into heavy breaths as he didn't respond. Jungkook turned to look at him and it began again. Why could Jimin never say the right things?

"If Taehyung would have yelled at you you wouldn't have been sorry, you would have fought him back! Why aren't you feisty towards me? Where's our passion?! This is going a lot slower than planned, you're not like I thought you were! You're useless!" Jungkook continued his yelling, but this time it was filled with accusations and harsh words. And boy did Jimin's knuckles turn white from how hard he had curled his fingers in a desperate need to hold in his rage.

"You're a slow, worthless piece of shit! No wonder your parents were happy to die, they couldn't stand being around you!" This made Jimin burst, his face was glowing a hot red and his pupils had grown larger.

"What did you just say?" Jimin asked in a slow hiss as he watched the older male.

"You heard me, your parents laughed when I murdered them, they were delighted to finally be released from the heaviest burden they've ever received, which was you." Jungkook said with a subtle smirk, Jimin had done exactly what Jungkook had wanted him to do, release his demons.

Jimin flung himself onto Jungkook who was seated at the end of the bed, making both of them fall onto the cold, hard floor. Jimin didn't give attention to the pain that fleeted through his entire body, instead he grabbed Jungkook by the collar as he straddled his waist and glared into his eyes.

"How can you say that! You're so fucking sick! I hate you!" Jimin screamed into the other male's face. He tried to come up with something else to yell, but those were the only words he could form due to the deep rage.

"Are you sure about that sweetie, are you sure you don't think about me, don't think about us. Because I'm pretty sure the glances you gave me all those years ago weren't just my imagination." Jungkook spoke in a cocky tone after he was pushed against the ground.

Jimin's eyes looked over Jungkook's face in disbelief before he let go of the man's shirt and moved to get off of his waist.
But Jungkook's moves were fast and fluent as he grabbed Jimin's back and pushed his chest onto his. Their faces were only barricaded by a thin strip of air, one inch closer and they'd be touching each other's lips.

"Don't fight it baby, let loose.What could possibly happen?" Jungkook whispered as he looked into Jimin's eyes.

Jimin's mind was going through a mixture of options and emotions, he knew he wanted to do it, just a small taste wouldn't hurt right? The passion was just to strong, so he gave in.

Jimin slowly leaned in and landed his lips onto Jungkook's. The lips molded into each other and the movements were soft and careful. But when Jungkook decided to take on the duty of leading the kiss, things escalated. Jungkook's wet tongue swiped across Jimin's bottom lip, asking for entrance. Jimin was too into it now to be able to say no, he let the tongue invade his space once again and enjoyed the goosebumps which formed along his arms as the tongue massaged his mouth delicately.

The feeling was wonderful, and god, it was so intimate. Jimin didn't care about how wrong this was, he didn't care about the disappointed looks on his parents faces, he just kept on going, following Jungkook's lead.

Jungkoon flipped them around and Jimin groaned in pain as he was now notified how much his body actually hurt. But Jungkook mistook it as a moan of pleasure so he pushed Jimin further onto the ground, almost trying to make him sink as if the floor was a black hole were they would fall down together. But it wasn't, Jimin's back hurt like a bitch and he tried his best not to let out any more sounds.

Jungkook's lips traveled down his neck and stopped just above his left collarbone, he sucked on the skin until Jimin felt as if the skin would be sucked into space.

The room filled with wet noises until Jungkook stopped and got off Jimin.
"Let's take this to the bed." He said as he bent down and picked up Jimin in his arms. Then he carried the boy as if he weighed nothing more than piece of paper.

Jimin gasped as Jungkook threw him onto the large bed, the gasp then turned into a soft whine as Jungkook began undressing.

The room was then filled with loud screams, not from agony but from pleasure.
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Author's note 💫

If you think things are moving too fast then you have to remember that these males have had tension between them since they were young. Plus Jimin has an obvious attraction to the older male so he thinks he has nothing to loose by engaging in sexual activities with Jungkook.