Jimin could faintly hear the heart monitor beeping beside his body, going at a steady rate just like his breathing. His whole body feels heavy, slightly in pain on his shoulder from the bullet wound that was dug into his skin - not taken out to leave the stitches hole instead.

However that wasn't what ached at all when Jimin began to regain consciousness, settling for reality.

What's worse is that he remembers everything behind it ... That hurt more than the bullet wound itself.

Jimin would do anything just to not wake up right now; only fall into those false sleep forever when he knows he will wake up to a complete disaster.

However..... Staying like this isn't an option.

He has to wake up.

Sadly.

With little to no energy, Jimin slowly peers his eyes open. His vision is completely coated with nothing but blurred objects everywhere.

It doesn't a take a genius to put together that he's in a room, recovering from the wound that his master caused onto his arm.

He's been bad, it's only natural for him to be punished.

He's been bad a few times before to his previous masters, so this isn't something new for Jimin to deal with.

He has the scars to prove it.

"Jimin?"

Jimin blinks to the voice and moves his eyes to the blurred person beside him, sitting on a chair.

It took a few blinking tests and a sip of water in a cup from the mystery person for Jimin to finally see clearly his surroundings.

The mystery person being Yeosang.

That's a surprise.

"W-What..... Are you doing here?" Jimin mumbles with his voice hoarse, wincing to the pain on his shoulder when he tried to sit up.

"Stop moving," Yeosang huffs annoyedly, leaning back against his chair, "Well you got shot and I had to play babysitter to prevent you from escaping again."

Babysitter?

This is ridiculous.

Jimin frowns to those words, looking away from him, "You don't have to worry, I'm not leaving."

It's done.... It's all done.

If he has to stay then he'll stay, even if he won't be happy.

It's okay, it's not like he's not use to it anyways.

"You act as if that's the worse thing in the world," Yeosang huffs, "You three were fine before, why the sudden bitchy sensitive attitude?"

Bitchy sensitive attitude?

Is Jimin the only one seeing with his eyes right now?

Jimin narrows his eyes and turns to look at Yeosang, "You don't get it do you?" He growls angrily, making Yeosang put his whole attention onto him, "I may be a fucking whore but I'm not a damn idiot!"

Yeosang evidently flinches to that, but Jimin did not stop with his raging eyes, "Karma grew more affectionate with me, which is not something he usually does. Jungkook is becoming a lost puppy after him, slowly avoiding the agency and focuses only on all of this instead of his responsibility! He has also grown this sudden need for affection with me when he use to not do that because he didn't want to hurt me, now he doesn't care!"

Jimin is rambling, hard, his emotions taking different directions that became too hard for him to settle it down now.

And he didn't want to either.

His lips began to tremble and he raises a hand to grip his hair, angrily, "I don't know what the hell Karma told him or how he even manage to get into his head, but now Jungnkook has this need to be devoted to him. Jungkook never puts affections over justice! And now they want me in the picture? You know what that means? They wouldn't want me to leave. My sole purpose in this was to get Yoongi and that's it. In exchange I will be free..... Tell me Yeosang, will I ever be free after what just happened to me with this wound? In a some pathetic relationship with them? I breathe outside and they will be the ones dragging my ass. I don't want to be with them! I don't want to be trapped in this circle anymore. I want a normal life and I won't be fooled by any of this persona Karma or Jungkook puts up with to move me from my dream! I-I can't even.... Fuck I'm panicking and I c-can't breathe..."

Yeosang instantly leans forward in panic, placing a hand on Jimin's not wounded shoulder, "Calm down, deep breathes okay. Deep breathes."

Jimin childlike baby eyes pool with tears as he mimics how Yeosang is breathing, feeling his panic slowly calm down with hiccups coming out of his throat, "I-I can't live like this. I'm s-so scared."

It's been so long since Jimin has expressed his inner emotions, always building a wall around it with a flirt smirk and a cocky attitude.

Now...... Now he doesn't have to hide.

He's tired of always hiding.

Not with Yeosang.

He actually feels the most vulnerable around him after the first time he saw him have a mental break down.

Without thinking twice Yeosang sits at the edge of the bed, carefully bringing Jimin to his arms in a somewhat comforting hug. Jimin squeezes his eyes shut as a river stream of sobs escapes his lips, "N-Now I can't leave. I can't leave because they w-will kill me."

Yeosang frowns deeply and rubs his back, "I'll talk to Jungkook okay, but please can you stop crying around me. It's starting to rub off and I don't do being sentimental."

It's amazing how Yeosang's honest responses always manages to ease down any tension that Jimin may be feeling, it always works successfully.

No matter how small it may be.

That's when Jimin breaks a weak smile, wiping his tears away with his hand as he slowly pulls away, wincing to the pain on his back, "I don't know, sentimentally l-looks good on y-you," And moves his hand that's coated with his tears from wiping his eyes to Yeosang's cheek.

The younger squeals, slapping Jimin's hand away lightly from him, "Get your vulnerable infesited bacteria away from my cold hearted self."

Jimin bubbles out a series of hiccuping giggles, letting the bullet wound remind him that he can't exactly move or breathe properly right now, but he wants to ignore that for a moment as he continues to try touch Yeosang's face while the other holds onto his dainty wrists to push him back with his own bright smile and eyes squeezed shut as he tries to lean away from him.

He has.... A beautiful smile.

Jimin likes seeing him smile more often.

"Well don't you two just look adorable....For a pedophilia case."

He always manages to find them like this, it's actually starting to become amusing.

Yeosang rolls his eyes when KS enters the room with his sarcastic remark, going on to checking on Jimin's vitals with perlexed eyes, "Blood pressure and heart rates seems normal, do you feel any pain?"

"Yeah, it's hurting a lot actually," Jimin whinces, pouting to the ache of the wound painfully.

Seokjin nods and sighs, "Well, that's normal. I'll bring you some medicine-"

"Wait before you go," Jimin wipes his cheek with tears and extends out his hand, "Care for some spare tears?"

Yeosang cups a hand over his lips to conceal his smug smile while Seokjin didn't even bother hiding the disgusted look on his face, "You have an odd sense of humor," He mutters bitterly, slightly shuffling between his feet to the unfamiliar smile on Jimin's lips.

He looks..... Relaxed and.... Genuine.

Seokjin has never seen such..... Expression like this on him before.

"What do you want me to do? Lick it off your hand?"

Jimin bursts into a heap of laughter, bending his body forward with a wide smile that reveals his crooked tooth with his eyes disappearing behind crescent moons from his cheeks.

Seokjin smiles admiringly at the male, feeling this sense of satisfaction to have caused this reaction from him, slowly moving his eyes to stare at the way Yeosang is staring at Jimin.

Those eyes alone holds millions of galaxies behind them, all igniting in awe just as he stares at Jimin's happiness behind his smile.

If Seokjin didn't knew any better, he would think Yeosang is developing a more softer affection for the laughing man.

A natural affection.

As a human being.

However that could just be him.

Yeosang has never been around anyone besides Jungkook and Namjoon after being taken away from the gang he was in, so being around someone who genuinely cares about him probably has openned up the idea of being more welcoming to others in his life as well.

What a pure affection it is that they have somewhat developed together, it's definitely a nice build up from how cold Yeosang use to be.

Who knew it took a mental break down to break down a demon.

"I mean you could- Ow ow I shouldn't have bent over," Jimin instantly winces in between laughter, making Seokjin's smile drop as he helps the man back on the bed, checking his face and pulses before sighing heavily.

"It'll take time to recover, get some rest. I'll be checking up on you every hour to know how you're feeling. I'll be back with the pain meds," Seokjin says and moves to walk out the door.

"Wait KS."

Seokjin turns around with a perked eyebrow, ready to aid the injured man. Jimin only smiles weakly and extends his hand, "Spare tears-"

"Fuck off."

And Seokjin walks out of the room, a tender smile on his lips as he hears Jimin and Yeosang faintly laughing on the other side.

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A/N:
A bit of a lighter chapter, despite the circumstances.

Oh nan..... Let's see how these three are when they come together.....

Oh boy....

I PURPLE YOU! <333