Translation for Spanish words
used in this chapter —

Bastardo — take a guess ;)
Dios Mio — Oh my God
Culo — ass
La Amor — The Love

— Seville, 1869 —

BANG!

"How dare you sleep with my daughter!"

Fuck fuck fuck-

Jungkook's fingers were too slow, too clumsy to finish the top buttons.

Another loud bang! from the door had him jumping once more.

"Get out right now or I'll break this door open and grab you myself!"

Shit, Jungkook, get those pants on-

He put his trousers up, just hanging on his hips.

Raising his hand to grab his coat-

Wait, where is it?

"I'm tearing this door now!!"

Fuck- "Just leave it," the boy muttered, zipping up his pants.

The mirror greeted him as he turned around, examining his dishevelled state.

A smile just happened to tug onto his lips.

Dios mio, you're one hell of a mess.

THUD! THUD!

"Papa!" a shrill voiced out from behind the door. "Please don't hurt him!"

"Stand back, girl!"

Jungkook whipped his head to the door. Bull, he's gonna ram in-

He didn't wait for the man's grand entrance as he burst through the opposite door, running out as fast he could.

A hideous crash sounded from behind him.

"Come back this instance, boy!"

Ignoring his order, Jungkook raced on ahead to the hallway, eyes scowering to find the stairs.

The walls on one side disappeared, revealing just what he wanted to see.

"Don't you dare, young man-"

Quickly reaching the start of the bannister, the boy swung on top.

He gave himself a boost, and to his delight, slid down the stairs with a breathtaking pace.

"OI!"

As he reached the end of the staircase, Jungkook jumped off, landing swiftly on his feet.

Dusting himself, he looked up to see a servant bringing the very jacket he was searching for in the bathroom.

Quickly glancing behind him, Jungkook grabbed his possession from her, but not before brushing his fingers against hers.

Widening his smile, he whispered, "I was looking all over for this."

He put his one hand through the left armhole, then repeated the step on the right, shrugging it into a perfect fit.

The boy opened his mouth to say something else, but was rudely interrupted.

"I'm going to throw this at you, culo!"

Whipping his head back, his eyes widened to the velvet slipper, gripped tightly in the meaty hand of the deranged father.

Oh FUCK-

"It was lovely meeting you, darling, but I must leave due to this slight inconvenience."

Jungkook's hands reached for the door knob, and turned it, pulling the door open.

His eyes met the busy street before him, dozens of men and women milling about either on foot or on carriages.

Leaving the house, Jungkook looked around hurriedly, trying to find a certain carriage of his own in this crowd.

A father's angry cursing could be heard behind him. "Get back here, you little shit!"

Where are you, you big oaf-

Suddenly, two horses appeared round the corner, pulling a shiny black carriage.

It raced over to the road Jungkook was stuck in, the people recognising the golden plating and instantly parting to create some space.

Good for the runaway boy, he ran to the carriage, already feeling the beady eyes of the old man chasing him.

The little carriage door burst open, revealing his best friend's face, all worried. "Quick get in, he's firing!"

"EAT THIS!"

Jungkook jumped in the carriage, slamming the metal door shut just as a hard THUD! sounded from beside him.

"Full spead ahead!" Jungkook ordered the driver.

He obeyed at once, cracking the whip and setting the horses for straight on.

The boy glanced out the window to the old man, purple with raw fury and his slipperless hand.

He flicked his fingers goodbye, shouting, "Adios amigo!"

The man pointed towards him, screaming, "BASTARDO!"

Laughing in response, Jungkook closed the window, facing his friend.

He got a displeased look, to his disappointment.

Jungkook shrugged, still smiling. "What?"

Kim Seokjin sighed, dusting his black suit. "That shoe could have wrecked my carriage."

"Well, you shouldn't have been late," Jungkook snarled. "God knows what that old madman would have done to me if you took a second more."

"Well, this wouldn't have happened if you hadn't slept with Gloria," Jin countered.

The boy gasped in realisation. "So that was her name!"

The elder, despite his hardest efforts, failed to suppress a chuckle. "Ay Dios, Jungkook, you're such a bastard."

He only grinned, leaning his head back against the seat. "Tell me something I don't know."

Jin folded a leg over another, a little smile spreading over his lips. "You've been invited to a flamenco dance."

Jungkook closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep. "Pass."

"Well, you can't just pass," Jin said. "Namjoon asked us all to come. I can't possibly say no."

"Your cock can't possibly say no," the younger corrected.

"I'm going to throw you out this carriage."

"What?" Jungkook looked to the window, admiring the view Spanish women possessed so well. "It's true."

"Whatever," Jin said. "You have to come. Apparently, there's a new girl dancing tonight."

Hearing the "girl" in that statement had Jungkook instantly looking at him. "New girl?"

"Mmm hmm. She's supposedly called 'La Amor' de Seville. Rumours say that she's clouded every man who ever laid eyes on her with 'undying lust'."

Jungkook scoffed. "You've been hanging around your sister too much, amigo. This is utter nonsense."

"Whatever you say man. But she's earned that name for a reason."

Jin paused. "But you only have to go for a few hours. Then you do whatever you want."

The boy thought about it, weighing out the pros and cons of the situation.

He didn't mind watching a bit of flamenco dancing.

But what a waste of precious time.

"Jungkook, please," his best friend pleaded, now more desperate for his friend's acceptance. "You owe me for this."

Ugh. "That's true, I guess," he mumbled, slumping in his leather chair.

Jin leaned in, waiting for an extention of Jungkook's admission. "So?"

Letting out an overly dramatic sigh, Jungkook declared, "I'm in."

A smile lit up Jin's face. "You won't regret it, I promise you."

The younger only sighed, his focus back to the tiny window. I must probably will.

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