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EONGU, SEOUL ~ JEON ESTATE*

Lined with several trees and flowers in it's environs, leaving a wide tarred road in the middle, the estate is an abode of wealth.

There are six mansions in total, plus the servants annex which serves as a home for maids.

It's currently late at night, but the bright lights and lamps surrounding the estate shared their illumination everywhere.

The moonlight poured it's light in through the tree leaves, showcasing the beauty of the greenery.

A sweet aroma is currently swirling around the estate, and it's coming from the main mansion kitchen.

The main mansion is the largest, and it's where the Jeon family stay.

Inside the kitchen, Jimin could be seen slicing onions professionally on the chopping board, smiling as he did.

Getting a job here for his mother wasn't easy, the Jeon family is stinky rich.

The man of the house is an influential politician while the Madam of the house is a former minister, so their numerous wealth is justified.

Jimin threw a raw onion into his mouth and bit his full lip as he chewed with joy.

His favorite song by his favorite musical band (K-IDOL) is playing, and he's moving his waist slowly to it, his soft baby hair swirling in the ponytail.

"Don't tell me you're still on the onions" Jennie entered the kitchen, tying her apron straps.

"Just two more minutes, mum" Jimin replied, and Jennie took the knife from him.

"Go check the steamed ribs on fire" she told him, taking over the slicing.

Jimin left for the cooker with a silly pout and opened the pot to taste the sauce, but he spit it away immediately.

"Mum what the hell! Did you pour a bowl of salt? We can't get in trouble with Madam Lisa!" He whispered.

"She instructed me to put excess salt by herself. It's for Master Jungkook's homecoming yunno? He likes salt a lot" Jennie replied without looking up.

"But this is too much! No normal human would take this much salt" Jimin argued, and Jennie finally turned.

"Baby can you just go cover your hair instead?" She sighed softly, her lips pursing.

"But...

"Go wear your cap" Jennie interrupted.

"Fine" Jimin groaned, walking out of the kitchen.

He walked past the ethereal living room where Yoongi is sitting in front of the TV, and he waved at him.

Yoongi is the second son, Jungkook's junior brother. He's cute!

"Want some bubble gum?" Yoongi pointed one at him.

"You should be in bed by now" Jimin replied.

"Oh please..." Yoongi rolled eyes, and Jimin smiled, but his smile faded when he saw the news on TV.

Erik, one of the members of K-IDOL is dead!

K-IDOL is made of three members... Wooyoung, Erik, and Hyunjin who's their leader.

Jimin loves Hyunjin the most,, but Erik is his second favorite member, and now he's dead???

His burial is even tomorrow!

"No....it can't be real...not Erik" he shook his head as his armpits and palms became wet with unplanned sweat.

"Damn! He was my crush of all the band members!" Yoongi made pity faces, and Jimin rushed out of the house.

He ran all the way to the servants annex where he stays with his mother.

There are two rooms in the annex, one for him and one for Jennie.

He entered his room and grabbed his phone from where he had abandoned it on the bed.

The screen looks like spiders made a home on it or something.

He turned it on and clicked google app, but another app opened instead.

"Goddamn it! I know you're stupid but not tonight please!!" He bit his nails nervously, shaking as he tried again.

Google clicked, and he searched for Erik...the first news to come up was his death news.

"It's ... It's true ... It's true" tears came rushing down from his eyes.

"Erik is dead I can't believe it .. Erik" he sat on the bed and continued his tears, rubbing his exposed laps with his fingertips as the tears fell freely.

His phone rang, and he turned slowly to peek at it.

It's calling Seokjin, his friend.

He had to swipe green up to ten times before he could pick up.

"Hey Jin" he sniffled, tugging nervously at the hem of his shirt.

"I'm at the estate gate!" Jin replied and hung up.

Jimin rushed out of the room and ran down the estate.

From the main mansion to the big gate takes up to five minutes by walking, but running made it three minutes.

He met Jin waiting.

"I knew you'd cry" Jin widened her arms, and Jimin hugged him.

They share the same dream of becoming idols, and they both love K-IDOL too.

"I still can't believe it....how could Erik die" Jimin started crying again.

"Hey!" Jin broke the hug to hold Jimin's round cheeky face.

"Nothing can be done... he's gone baby. Clean your tears" he said.

"Can't stop crying" Jimin said as he wiped the tears.

Jin poked his cheeks fondly.

"Cheeks" he teased.

"Stop it!" Jimin almost laughed.

Seokjin is like his favorite person after his mother...they did childhood together too.

Their moment was interrupted when a limousine drove in their direction.

The headlights shone brightly on their faces, and Jin had to cover Jimin's eyes... Jimin has sensitive eyes actually.

Two jeeps are following the limousine at the back, but all the cars stopped right beside the duo.

Jimin gently took Jin's hand away from his eyes, knowing who it is already.

The limousine window went down, revealing a middle-aged handsome man whose hair is sprayed grey dye completely, and his face is straight.

Jeon Haeyung... Jungkook's father.

He's neither smiling nor frowning as he took a look at the duo.

"Welcome home, sir" Jimin bowed respectfully.

Jin did the same, but he just winded up his window without replying.

The limousine drove in, and the two other cars containing his guards went in after him.

"Need to go now!" Jimin urgently said.

"Sure! Bye Cheeks!" Seokjin replied, and they blew air kisses before departing.

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AN HOUR LATER, SERVANTS ANNEX*

Jimin sat on his small bed with his phone in hand, scrolling through Erik's IG.... he's staring at his pictures, and he almost started crying again.

"I told you to go put on your cap and you never came back, Jimin why ...

Jennie stopped talking when she saw Jimin from the door.

"Hey baby, did you cry? It's bad for your eyes and you know!" She quickly came to hold his face.

"My second favorite member of K-IDOL died" he replied.

"Yoongi told me about it...I'm so sorry baby" Jennie caressed his cheeks.

Jimin nodded. "Sorry for not coming back to the kitchen"

"No it's ok baby...I finished serving boss already, so we can go to bed" Jennie smiled.

"Alright mum" Jimin managed to smile too.

He decided to sleep in Jennie's room, so he went there after taking his night shower.

Mother and son lay on the small bed together, nestled around each other.

Some minutes after they slept off, Jimin's phone buzzed on the bedstand.

It's a message from a number saved as Taehyung.

Taehyung: What's up, Cheeks?

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TAEHYUNG'S MANSION*

Sitting on the king-sized bed edge in his large room, wearing his bathrobe and holding his phone, Taehyung looks genuinely disturbed as he stared at his screen, awaiting Jimin's reply to his text.

"Is he asleep?" He muttered, standing to walk closer to the lamp on the bedstand.

He's simply handsome, the kind of handsomeness that holds genuine innocence.

First time he saw Jimin was at a grocery store two months ago when he came shopping with Jennie.

He didn't give his number when he asked, so he had to work hard to get it somehow__benefits of being rich.

He has been speaking with him since then, and they became good friends.

After waiting three more minutes for his reply without getting any, he concluded he's asleep and dropped his phone.

The bathroom door opened, and a petite looking guy stepped out wet with a short towel wrapped around his torso.

He's Yongbok, his boyfriend.

"Were you on a call?" He asked with a slight frown.

"Nope...why?" He faced him.

"Nothing, my love" He smiled.

"I'll go shower" he replied.

"Don't be such a killjoy...cream my body for me" he went closer and got rid of his towel with a pull, leaving him naked.

"Must I do that everytime? The hell is wrong with you?" He complained.

"Oh c'mon baby! I'm fucking waiting" He chuckled.

"Your lousy demands" he groaned, covering him with his towel before taking him to the dressing table.

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NEXT MORNING, JEON ESTATE ~SERVANTS ANNEX*

A slice of the morning sun which peered in through the open window woke Jimin up.

He immediately opened his dark brown eyes and sat up in bed, his hair a morning mess.

He was yawning when he saw his phone screen on.

He got down from the bed, his short sleep-shirt barely covering his ass as he walked to the phone.

"Tae?" He muttered when he saw the text.

He hasn't replied when Jennie came in.

"Quick, clean up we're shopping for groceries this morning" she told him.

"Oh ... Sure" he dropped the phone with another yawn.

"I'm so tired" he complained as he walked out of the room.

"You cried yourself to sleep last night, it's expected" Jenny replied, giving his cheek a fond kiss before she entered her room.

Thirty minutes later, they were ready to go for the shopping.

Jimin made sure to attach green bow-like ribbons to his hair, matching his green top.

They left for the estate garage where lots of ridiculously expensive cars are.

A driver is already waiting inside a small jeep to take them though.

"Jennie!" Lisa called out, and she turned to see the tall blonde woman walking towards them.

Lisa Jeon, Jungkook's mother, Madam of the house.

"Instead of one bag of fresh strawberries, get two" she said eloquently.

"Alright madam" Jennie bowed

"Good morning ma'am" Jimin greeted.

"How was your night, Cheeks?" Lisa replied, and Jimin smiled, making his cheeks round out again

Lisa smiled sweetly.

"Was cool, thanks ma'am" he said.

Lisa returned into the mansion, and the driver drove them out of the estate to the store.

Throughout their journey, Jimin couldn't get his eyes off the street screens, they're all sympathizing Erik's death.

His burial is by 12pm today, and he'll be gone completely. Just like that...

Jimin rested his head on Jennie's shoulder.

If this is how people die, then death should better stay away from his mother.

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6PM, SKS INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT*

Darkness is starting to envelope the clouds, but the airport still feels like daylight because of the late landings.

Jungkook's crushes already filled the airport with several cards and boards to welcome him back home.

They're like fan girls, restless as they awaited him.

A lot are snapping themselves proudly and flooding their medias with the pictures, hashtag__ AWAITING JUNGKOOK.

IG became bombarded with it.

Jungkook left for college last year, and he hasn't stepped Seoul since then, so missing him a lot is expected.

A bombardier private jet landed some minutes ago, and after ten more minutes of waiting, he finally came out, making endless screams erupt from the girls.

No big cameras are allowed, but phone cameras captured his face immediately.

He looks detached and desolate like his usual gaze... like he's madly bored about everyone and everything.

His dark mane of hair was perfectly styled to match his personality, and his outfit screams shit loads of money.

Black pants and a pressed checkered shirt which is slightly loose and untucked, then expensive-as-hell sneakers.

His eyes looks as vast as a sea, so fucking alluring. It could draw any one in...those eyes are his crushes favorite thing.

He's not alone though, he came home with his three friends who're making a show behind him.

Namjoon, Hoseok, and Rosé_a girl.

As they made their ways to the car, the fan-girls screams almost bursted their eardrums.

Thanks to the demarcating glass, they can only scream from a safe distance.

👥 Jungkook you got a lot more handsome!

👥 Love of my life Jungkook!

👥How many hearts did you break in school!

👥 Please break my heart!

👥Notice me!! Hello!!

He looked at that particular girl, and a sadistic smile formed on his fleshy lips.

He went closer, and the glass was slid off her face.

He took her permanent marker and she quickly pulled up her sundress...

He wrote his signature on her yellow pants, and that one almost fainted, earnings jealous glares from the other girls.

Jungkook went back to his friends and their walk resumed.

The screams continued till they got into the waiting car.

Immediately the car moved, Jungkook's friends bursted into an uncontrollable fit of laughter.

"Mate...did you use mojo on them? I'm on the fucking floor!" Namjoon grinned ridiculously loud.

"I've never been so ashamed for my gender this hard before. Imagine them begging you to break their hearts... Eew motherfucker. Puke town, here I come!" Rosé scowled, checking out her face on her phone screen.

"I wasn't expecting it to be real, Kook. You're a popular d*ck, both in school and here in Seoul" Hoseok added.

"They're all hungry cunts looking for a big di*k to suck, leaving me with no damn choice" Jungkook replied with a standoffish tone, his posh English accent so clean.

He got his power bank to plug his dying phone.

"Our break will be extra dramatic, and I'm all in for the shit" Rosé said.

"Say that again!" Namjoon laughed.

Hoseok was already dozing off on his seat, but Jungkook is currently scrolling through Hyunjin's IG on his phone.

"Isn't that Hyunjin? the leader of K-IDOL?" Rosé said.

Jungkook stayed silent.

"Are you planning to fuck him? Heard one of his band members just died." Rosé continued.

"How many fucks do I give? Zero" Jungkook muttered desolately, still not looking up from his phone.

"Newsflash, he has been chasing him even before he left for college, but the son of a bitch is playing hard to get" Namjoon said, getting a bottle of vodka punch from his bag.

"Hard to get for almighty Kook? That's fucking new, so what's the plan?" Rosé asked curiously.

"Keep calm, full gist soon" Namjoon replied.

Namjoon is like Jungkook's spawn.

Jungkook suddenly took the vodka punch bottle from him and poured everything in the bottle down his throat at a go.

"Damn it! You'll get drunk, mate!" Namjoon cautioned.

Jungkook dropped the bottle, ignoring him as he returned to his phone.

"Ouch! Fuck you" Namjoon muttered.

They arrived at the estate forty minutes later, and Rosé had to nudge Hoseok to wake him up.

They all wowed at the richness of the estate despite being from rich families themselves.

Jungkook got drunk like Namjoon predicted, and his eyes were doing a 360 turn when he came out of the car.

His power bank fell under the car beside the tyre, but he didn't even notice.

"Blink if you need help, Jungkook" Namjoon said, and Rosé laughed.

Hoseok tried to hold him, but he refused it.

"I'm good, dude" he muttered, leading them in with half-open eyes.

Lisa, Haeyung and Yoongi were already waiting for him in the living room, and smiles filled their faces immediately.

"Son!" Lisa gushed.

"Why are his eyes like that?" Haeyung said, dropping his magazine.

"Isn't that how he always is?" Yoongi replied immediately.

"No, he looks drunk" Haeyung replied with certainty.

Jungkook grunted hoarsely and held his throbbing head.

Jennie and Jimin entered the living room, and Jimin's mouth widened in total admiration when he saw him.

He hasn't closed it when they were ordered to go get Jungkook's things from the car.

Jennie rushed out, and Jimin immediately followed, rushing past Jungkook.

He blindly grabbed him, and the warm touch of his palm burned and spread through his epidermis.

Jimin held his breath as he pulled him back roughly, and their eyes met.

His eyes are drowsily open, but Jimin sees the uniqueness. He's got dreamy eyes, and he smells like spicy carnation.

There's just one tattoo on his body...on the right side of his neck.

A reptile with seven stars on it's body, it's... beautiful.

"Jungkook?" Lisa started walking to him.

"Welcome ba...

Jimin made to talk, but before he could finish, Jungkook's hold on his arm tightened, and his throat rumbled shortly, making his eyes pop.

"No...

He couldn't avoid it, because Jungkook up all the alcohol he drank on his chest, soaking him completely.

"Jungkook... shit!"

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TBC.