"Wake the fuck up!"

Jungkook snaps his eyes open the second he hears that familiar voice bombarding the room, groaning to the light shedding on his face and instantly closes his eyes back to catch on his sleep. The body he has his arms wrapped around groans lowly too and snuggles his back closer to Jungkook's warm chest, avoiding the way Karma yanks the sheets off their bodies.

"Rise and fucking shine! I have presents!"

Now that woke Jimin up.

The small male sits up instantly, eyes bulge out as if he was just informed it was Christmas morning. Jungkook on the other hand only plops on his elbows, hair a whirling mess with sleepy eyes following Karma drop all of the bags onto the bed.

His face is back to being concealed by the familiar golden mask.

Jimin squeals to the multiple bags and reaches over to the one with his name tag. Jungkook watches with a lazy smile as Jimin yanks out all the loose sheets tissue paper until he reaches for the jack pot.

Oh wow....

The golden slingshot one piece suit gleams under the light of the sun that's peering through the window, designs with black to show as if it was some poison spreading through the pretty color. Followed suit is a pair fishnet leggings but it only reaches mid thigh and mid torso. Followed this is a pair of black heels, decorated with pretty diamond to match with the outfit beautifully.

Jimin completely lost his shit.

"THIS IS SO FUCKING SEXY! Am I wearing this tonight?" He beams with his eyes glittering, making the outfit envy the way it's reflecting light behind his eyes.

Despite Karma's face being concealed by the mask, Jungkook could feel the smile underneath it, "Yes you are, gotta make you look your best," He winks and then chucks the other bag to Jungkook's face, "That's for you."

Wow thanks, you asshole.

Jungkook sends him a scowl in return as Jimin practically flies to the bathroom to try on the outfit. With little to no energy, Jungkook digs into the shopping bag and furrows his eyebrows to the single thing he was able to take out of it.

A golden tie, the same color as Jimin's outfit and Karma's mask.

Simple, with no design on it either.

Huh, that's it?

"Wow I'm so honored, I was in desperate need of more ties," Jungkook remarks sarcastically, making Karma slap the back of his head while taking the tie.

"I don't know, I felt like it would go well with your skin tone," Karma taunts back, raising the tie up and concealing Jungkook's eyes with it, "Oh most definitely goes perfectly with you, baby boy."

Jungkook scoffs and yanks the tie off his face, "You kinky bastard."

"Oh look at that, roles has been switched. Are you just mad that I made you start shouting 'Your Majesty' last night?"

Jungkook's eyes narrowed, "That never happened, got it!"

"Oh boys!"

Both Jungkook and Karma turned to the noise, their eyes practically rolling off their sockets to the sight of Jimin with the outfit on. The slingshot piece covers his private area and reaches up on the sides to cross his chest, concealing his nipples before it stretches to twirls around either arm.

Oh did it capture his curves to utter perfection indeed.

The black and golden colors breathes in his skin tone beautifully, as though the outfit was molded just for him.

Jimin did a single twirl with a seductive glint, revealing his bare back, and turns back around.

"So?"

Karma checks his watch, "We can spare 5 minutes, right Jungkook?"

"Oh most definitely."

After a little sexual activities later with two dicks being shoved up Jimin's ass again, the three instantly began to get ready. Before the meeting that's going to happen tonight, they must meet up with KS and other members just to review over the plan and everyone's part in it. Jungkook kept spacing out as Karma spoke to them, thinking only about Yoongi's warning from last night.

Why would Yoongi warn him is the real question? He's been trying to kill him this whole time, why the sudden cautiousness?

Or is he just trying to get into his head and betray Karma?

Whatever it was, Jungkook couldn't fall for it.

He has to trust in Karma right now, that's it.

"Oh yes I feel like a bad bitch!" Jimin purrs as he twirls in front of the mirror, posing with the black fur coat over his shoulders. The whole outfit piece he's meant to capture the attention with hides under a pair of white dressed pants and a single gold vest. His brunette hair is now back to strawberry blonde, just to match with the whole outfit, and he's really loving this whole look on him a little too much.

Let's just say that after last night, Jimin has been looking more happier than usual.

And Jungkook is not complaining.

Meanwhile Jungkook wore a formal suit with a gold one piece wrapped around his torso, cozening up his small waist. Lastly the tie, suiting perfectly well with the whole attire.

"Well don't we all look expensive," Karma suddenly drawls, emerging from the closet. Now this man is definitely not dressed as formal as Jungkook and Jimin -somewhat- are yet still manages to look so damn tempting and classy.

A gold silk robe hovers over his body, open down the middle, dragging behind him with the edges tracing black. The silk black button up shirt is tucked under a pair of dressed black pants, fitting his lower body to perfection with his dressed shoes.

However, that's not what made him look tempting at all.

His once mint green hair is now red; scarlet, blood red. The hair with the mask alone made such a dark contrast, making him look much more sinister yet classy all in one twisted mix.

Oh how well it suits him.

What Jungkook about to admit that? Of course not.

"I don't know what you're talking about, I am already expensive," Jimin scoffs at him, still checking himself out over the mirror, "Damn I would fuck, date and marry myself. Gawd DAMN LOOK AT ALL THIS ASS! DINNER IS SERVED!"

Maybe he's been a little too confident and happy.

Jungkook fights the urge to roll his eyes and gives a one eye over Karma, "Now I can't fuck you because your hair will give me nightmares."

Taehyung traces a elegant hand to his hip, glaring"Aw poor you, maybe I'll even kill you in your nightmares if I'm lucky."

Jungkook forces a smile and approaches the masked man, clasping the cheeks over the mask, "Can't wait," he gleams and pecks the lips of the mask.

Karma shoved him back with his own murderous glare and turns to Jimin, "Hello, sorry to ruin your fashion show princess but let's go."

Jimin continues to check himself out but then turns to Karma, playfully grinning, "I like the red, reminds me of all the people I've killed in my life time!"

This made Karma's pride raise up, sending Jungkook a knowing look, "See, I can always count on kitten," he mocks and wraps an arm around Jimin's waist, "At least he has taste."

Taste who?

Jungkook's lips gapped as the happily pair walks out of the room, "Taste my ass, not my fault you look like the living embodiment of Elmo."

The three males soon enough left the penthouse, with their usual bickering here and there, and piled inside the car to drive off to the Ruby club. The anxiety slightly raised up between all of them, not knowing what to expect how tonight might go.

More so from Jungkook's side, only thinking about Yoongi.

He has to trust Karma.

He can't let Yoongi's words get to him.

Everything will all fall perfectly as planned.

The nerves only kept rising, and this shows in the way Jimin and Karma interlaced their hands with Jungkook, who's sitting at the center between them.

Trust, they have to trust each other.

Even if it's being doubted on.

The tense car ride didn't last long though, they arrived outside of the club and it was as if it all happened in slow motion.

KS piles out of the car first, reaching for the back door and opens it. The first person who came out was Karma, the window slightly blowing his red hair with the lights of the building gleaming on his mask. He sticks his hand out to help Jungkook out afterwards and then the trophy of the night, Jimin.

Everyone around the club stopped to gawk at the three god like men as they look up at the building, equal smirks on their face with Karma's still hidden behind the mask.

Even with the mask, he still caught the attention with lustful stares.

But he didn't care about any of them, all he cares is about the two boys, who are about to be in the biggest role of his plan.

Karma turns to look at them, a glint of mischief hiding behind his eyes, "Lets have some fun, my little demons," and with that he leads the way up the steps and towards the main doors while the two traces either side back behind him.

Let this be a good night indeed.

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A/N:
Let the nerves begin :)

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