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"I can be a bad ass too, Yongbok" Jimin muttered, and a large hush fell in the studio.

Silence!

A deafening silence happened as the two guys kept the guns at each other's faces.

Yongbok bit harshly into the flesh of his mouth, looking tied.

He couldn't shoot, not when Jimin's finger is also under the trigger of his own gun.

Everyone else held their breaths, and those who are laying low are still there, awaiting the gunshots.

Hyunjin and Seokjin have this shocked-to-death look on their faces especially Seokjin.

He's staring at Jimin like he's not the same guy he grew up with.

Wooyoung is still holding his wounded forearm, eyes dilated as he stared.

Jungkook's hands are in his pocket, and he's slowly chewing gum, his eyes completely on Jimin only.

"C'mon pull the trigger if you can" Jimin smirked at Yongbok.

Jungkook could see his fears though.

His hands are shaking on the gun, but not that much, he's trying to control it, and his lips twitched when he saw that.

Slowly, Yongbok dropped his hand, and Jimin did same, both exhaling at the same time.

"If you later find your boyfriend, you should warn him to hide well because if he comes out, I'll kill him myself" he warned boldly, and Wooyoung sighed.

Jimin turned around, and he almost missed his footings as he started walking to Jungkook whose hands are still in his pockets.

His eyes are fixed solely on him, and his knees are red... Jungkook wondered why.

He squinted and took the gun from him when Jimin got to him.

"Bonne fille" he said in french... Jimin blinked slowly.

Before he could start wondering what it means, Jungkook pocketed the gun and entered the practice room to take his(Jimin) bag.

It's recognizable as the only green.

He came back and took Jimin's hand.

"We still have one more practice session" he protested.

"Cancelled, you can go...and I want gists later ok?" Wooyoung said loudly.

Jimin smiled at him, and he finally left the studio with Jungkook.

"And who are you to give orders when I'm alive and breathing!" Hyunjin confronted Wooyoung immediately.

"We couldn't possibly resume practice after your brother terrorized us all with a gun!" Wooyoung fired back.

"Watch your mouth fool! Else I'm gonna give you another bite! I bite pretty well" Yongbok flared.

"Of course, dogs will always be dogs" Wooyoung scoffed.

"What did you just say?" Yongbok and Hyunjin chorused.

"Stop it!" Seokjin's voice interrupted them, and they all faced him.

He has his hands in his already haphazard hair, looking like a madman.

"Practice cancelled, right? Everyone should bounce" he muttered, grabbing his jacket and bag.

He dashed out of the studio without looking back.

Hyunjin and Yongbok left too, leaving Wooyoung with the team members.

He looked at his bitten arm, feeling the pains already.

"You should get it treated" one of the team members told him.

"Of course" he replied, and his phone buzzed in his bag.

He went for it and smiled when he saw a text from Rosé.

Rosé: Are you in for hangout? And please get ready to be my photographer!

Wooyoung: In!

Rosé: Meet me at the subway then!

Wooyoung left the studio too.

*

Jungkook hasn't said a word since he drove out of the studio park, and it left Jimin with no choice but to start scrolling through his Line, though there's literally nothing to see.

No one updated a new post, and he got bored easily.

He left Line and bit his lip slightly, wondering why Jungkook's not saying anything...

Did he bring him out of the studio to go mute on him?

His scent surrounded him so much that he can't even breathe without inhaling.

It's maddening, so much that he had to look up, and he almost choked on his own spit when he found Jungkook eyes on himself already.

He's not driving anymore, he enabled auto-drive already.

Jimin couldn't blink, and he couldn't look away from his unraveling eyes...it's like a spell, and when Jungkook finally smiled, he blinked, though it's one of his fake smiles.

"What?" He asked, and Jungkook smiled again... another fake.

"You're interesting than I thought, sweetheart" he finally talked, and Jimin pushed his lips forward in a pout.

Cute.

"Is that why you haven't been talking to me since we left the studio?" He said.

"Mmm-mm...What would I say when I'm short of words?" He said, and Jimin smiled slightly.

"How did you learn to handle a gun?" He asked with raised brows.

"I watched action movies with Yoongi a lotta times" he replied.

"Are you fucking with me? No one learns to be that perfect by movies alone" he frowned.

"I'm serious, only action movies" he blinked.

"Who's your father?" His eyes darkened, and Jimin looked away from him immediately.

"I have no reason to answer that"

"Even if I fuck it out of you?" He deadpanned, and Jimin snapped his head back to him immediately.

"You wouldn't"

Jungkook smirked before grabbing the wheel again.

"Where are we going?" He asked straight.

"You wanted noodles, there's a restaurant around" he replied.

"You... came all the way to the studio to... take me out for lunch?" Jimin bit his lip again.

"Does that make your pant wet?" He replied without looking at him, and Jimin reclined.

"Douche" he muttered, folding his toes in his shoes.

He couldn't fight the red that appeared on his cheeks though, and he started blowing air out of his mouth to calm.

Jungkook noticed his red knees for the second time before he pulled up at the restaurant park.

All eyes fell on them as they went in together, and that was when Jimin remembered Jungkook's actually a celebrity.

👥 Wait...the guy at the cemetery?

👥 The one who slapped him?

👥 What the fuck did he do to his head?

👥 Fuck! Don't tell me he's dating that worm!

👥 Jungkook? Dating? Nah!

Jimin decided to turn deaf ears to the comments, and Jungkook looks like he's not even hearing them.

They booked a table, and Jimin began opening the menu as slowly as possible, eyeing the different noodles.

Jungkook leaned forward on his chair, elbows on the table and eyes on him.

Jimin covered his face with the menu, and Jungkook pulled his brows slightly.

"I'll just have stir-fried noodles and... Juice" he closed the menu, and Jungkook called a server to get his order.

"You won't eat?" Jimin raised questioning brows.

"My OCD and salt disorder only allows homemade food" he replied curtly, and Jimin nodded.

"Oh...

"And what's up with your red fucking knees?" He asked, and Jimin rubbed them under the table.

"Oh...a part of the dance requires going on the knees" he replied.

"And you don't find it sensible to use knee pads?" He frowned.

"They're too expensive, and... stop scolding me when I did nothing wrong" Jimin muttered, and Jungkook gave him a indecipherable look before retrieving his phone.

He was tapping away on it when his meal was brought, and Jimin was halfway through eating when Jungkook went outside.

He came back minutes later with a package in a delivery bag.

"What's that?" Jimin asked, dropping his chopsticks.

"Just eat" he replied.

"I'm full" he said, and Jungkook stood, grabbing his hand.

Jimin followed like a kitten till they got to the closest washroom.

Jungkook dropped the bag and lifted him up by the waist, placing him in between the dispensers.

He brought a small white container out of the bag and opened it.

It's an ointment for his red knees, and as he applied, Jimin couldn't get his eyes of him.

Jimin folded his palms till he was done, and Jungkook gave him the whole bag which contains multiple knee pads, all colour green.

"Thank you" he said with a smile.

Jungkook brought his face back to him immediately, then his two hands landed on his exposed thighs.

Jimin held his breath, and the depth of his eyes affected him so much that he couldn't release it.

He gulped when Jungkook started leaning in, the tension so murderous and high.

Jungkook palms went higher on his thighs too, and his face came closer...

Magically, Jimin eyes went shut, and his heartbeats echoed in his eardrums.

Jungkook ran his eyes through his face, then he brought his right thumb to his bottom lip, rubbing it seductively...

Jimin opened his eyes.

"Did someone kiss these lips before?" He whispered, and Jimin felt a thin line of sweat crawling down his chest.

"N..no" he stuttered.

"I said I like it better, Jimin...when you don't stutter" he whispered darkly again, still rubbing his lip, slow and erotic.

"No" Jimin said firmly, and a smirk tugged at his lips.

"And...did anyone ever eat you out like I did?" He asked.

"No" Jimin replied, and Jungkook inserted his thumb into his warm mouth immediately.

"Suck" he ordered, diving his hand between Jimin thighs to rub him through his pant.

As he sucked, Jungkook rubbed, and Jimin began moaning silently, beautiful whines leaving his stuffed mouth.

"You're so fucking beautiful" Jungkook growled, gently withdrawing his thumb after a few more laps of his tongue.

"And no one else is allowed to touch you, else I'll kill him and deliver his hands to your doorstep" he said, and Jimin felt the thrill in his bones.

Why is fear exciting him?

Jungkook helped him down, held his hand again and took the bag with the other hand as they left the room together.

*

PORSCHE HANGOUTS*

Amongst the hundreds of people present, Rosé and Wooyoung are one of them.

They have two bowls of parfait waiting to be devoured by them, but Rosé insisted on snapping pictures first.

"Now I get why you update your IG almost every minute" Wooyoung said after taking another shot.

"I'm nothing without pictures, I have hundreds of crushes on IG" Rosé replied.

"And yet you don't have a boyfriend or girlfriend?" Wooyoung raised his brows as they finally sat their tent.

"At least I have an ex" Rosé replied.

"And he or she is?"

"Hoseok" Rosé said.

"What! Same Hoseok?"

"Mmm-mm...it didn't last though, and don't ask why we broke up because I still don't know why he broke up till now" she replied.

"But you're strong, you continued being in the circle despite that" Wooyoung said.

"Eh... nothing serious" Rosé replied, and her eyes darted to Wooyoung's bitten arm.

It's treated and patched already.

"Can't believe that dog boy did this, I should teach him a lesson" she said, and Wooyoung smiled, inserting straw into his drink.

Hoseok is Rosé's ex?

Then is it right for him to have a crush on Hoseok?

It was love at first sight for him.

What's he gonna do?

*

BANG CHAN'S CASTLE*

The atmosphere at the castle stayed stiff as it always does when Chan arrived at exactly 4pm, but something is different though.

The smell of prawn crackers filled the castle, right from the entrance.

His guards stopped at the ground floor, and his personal guard joined him, escorting him into the elevator.

"What's with the smell?" He questioned.

"Lee and Seji are back" the man replied, and Chan's forehead rumpled to a frown.

"I made it clear that they have to stay in France no matter what...what are they doing here in Korea?"

"They came suddenly, boss. None of the guards at France even knew when they booked a flight" the guard replied.

The elevator stopped at the penthouse, and Chan stepped out, walking straight into the living room.

A really hot dude is on the couch, tapping away on his phone...he's not even aware that someone came in.

A bowl of prawn crackers is sitting beside him on the couch which he's eating from.

Also, an intimidating looking girl came downstairs, and a small smile fell on her lips.

"Welcome dad"

Her voice made the guy stand, smiling widely.

"Dad!"

"Explanation?" Chan smirked.

"France is boring, and also... we're on break in school yunno?" The guy(Lee) shrugged.

"He said it all" the girl (Seji)" added nonchalantly, and Chan sighed.

They're his adopted kids, both are 20.

He adopted them since they were 12, and they've been addressing him as their dad since then.

Chan started going upstairs without another word.

"What about the woman you were looking for? Your one nightstand?" Lee asked, and he stopped.

"If she really had a child for you, it means she's a year younger than us right now. She better be a girl or a softie, I can't stand another Lee" Seji rolled eyes.

"Soon" Chan simply said and finally left.

"What do you mean you can't stand another Lee? You're the one who needs to work on yourself duhh" Lee gave her two middle fingers.

She made blank uninterested faces before entering the kitchen.

*

HYUNJIN'S PLACE*

"You mean to tell me that guy will continue being in the band after what happened today again? Fuck! Jungkook is literally everywhere for him and it's like he used something on him. Jungkook won't even look at you or reply your texts, and my own Taehyung is still missing!" Yongbok complained in tears.

"Stop the tears, it's embarrassing" Hyunjin replied, pacing around the living room.

"I don't care Hyunjin. What's the use of the information Seokjin sold to you anyways? It's all useless because no matter what you do, Jungkook is like Jimin shadow" Yongbok retorted.

"I said calm down! We only have to wait for the right time ok? You think I'm happy with his existence? So far I have Seokjin on my side, I can easily destroy him without moving a finger" Hyunjin replied.

"How?" Yongbok sniffled, and before Hyunjin could reply, his phone rang.

It's a new line.

"Hello?" He picked, and immediately he heard the voice, his eyes widened.

"Taehyung?"

*

JEON ESTATE, 6PM*

It's been work on work since Jimin came back with Jungkook at 2.

He met Jennie hand-washing some clothes at the rooftop, and Jimin had to join her immediately.

They moved to the kitchen after that, and they've been there since then.

Jimin hasn't even been able to check his phone, and again, he kept what happened between him and Jungkook today to himself.

He doesn't keep things from his mum, but how would it sound to tell her he got eaten out and touched sexually by Jungkook, the popular douchebag.

He can't, till he figures out if he's not just one of his toys.

"You can go rest, baby. I'll take care of the rest" Jennie suddenly told him.

"Are you sure?" Jimin asked, and Jennie kissed him head top.

"Sure, you've done a lot"

Jimin removed his apron and gloves and stepped out of the kitchen.

He unintentionally bumped into Lisa who's just coming in, and his eyes widened.

"I'm so sorry ma'am! I didn't mean to...

"Are you finally blind completely?" Lisa interrupted him harshly, her eyes unfriendly.

"I didn't mean...

"Yunno maybe I should start punishing you and your mother for every mistake, then you'll learn. You're not allowed to eat from the kitchen tonight, you can starve to bed!" Lisa said, and Jennie rushed out of the kitchen.

"Madam, I...

"You don't talk when I'm talking!" Lisa glared, and Jennie went on her knees.

"Mum" Jimin mumbled.

"Are you too big to kneel?" Lisa glared.

"Jimin..." Jennie pulled him, and Jimin went on his knees reluctantly too.

"Mum?" Yoongi came downstairs with a frown.

"Bunch of idiots!" Lisa rolled eyes and went upstairs.

"Stand up, quick!" Yoongi quickly helped them up.

"She seems really mad" Jennie said fearfully.

"I didn't intentionally bump into her" Jimin muttered.

"Chill, I'll talk to her" Yoongi said and rushed upstairs too.

Jimin finally left for the annex with a heavy heart.

Will things really change if he sees his father?

Even his mother doesn't know him, but the only thing she told him about his father was that he's a really rich man.

His phone was the first thing he took when he arrived at his room, and he sat on the bed.

He got a text from Jungkook already.

Jungkook: Dress up by 7, you're going out with me tonight.

He typed a reply immediately.

Jimin: No. Give me a choice will you? I don't feel like going out.

Immediately he dropped his phone, Seokjin came in.

"Hey!..." He stood.

"You lied to me. You said Jungkook hates you, but he came for you at the studio and even threw you his gun. When did we start keeping things from each other?" Seokjin said accusingly.

"Listen, I...

"No you're a lier Jimin...Did you fuck Jungkook already? How deep have you guys gone!" Seokjin snapped.

"There's nothing between I and Kook so quit shouting ok? Stop!" Jimin snapped back.

"Did you just shout at me?" Seokjin sniffled.

"You shouted first, Seokjin" Jimin replied.

"Do you still remember back then when you and Jennie were chased away from the shack you both used to live? I convinced my parents to take you in and you lived with us for a year... remember when Jennie was sick? I took you out under the sun to beg for money just to treat her ... I've done a lot for you and I don't deserve this treatment" Seokjin started crying.

"Seriously? Why are you crying? I'm ...

Before he could finish, Seokjin already walked out of the room.

"Seokjin!" He went after him, but he was already gone.

"Gawd" he covered his face with his palms frustratingly, but the clearing of throat made him turn.

Hoseok is standing at the base of the rooftop stairs, looking sour as usual.

"Hey" Jimin said freely.

"Did you cook for Kook this morning?" He said, more of mockery than a question.

"Why?" Jimin replied.

"Saltless food? And you think he has changed just because he ate it? Yunno what?" He came closer, and Jimin looked up at him.

"He vomited everything, I saw him" he said, and Jimin gulped.

"Why are you telling me this?"

He scoffed scornfully.

"Don't think you can change him, slut. He'll always be Jeon Jungkook" he muttered to his face, and Jimin nervously rubbed his palms together...

He went in without another word, and Hoseok left with a scoff.

Jimin took his phone again when he got to his room, and he released a sigh, thinking about Hoseok's words.

"I'm not a slut" he muttered.

"I'm Jimin"

*

LORD KIM'S EMPIRE*

Oddly, only Jungkook got invited to the empire tonight, and he got suspicious immediately.

He came alone anyways, and he's currently walking the guarded rocky pavement which leads to Kim's Den.

His phone chimed, and he retrieved it to see Jimin's reply.

His brows did the dip as he read it.

He typed another text immediately.

Jungkook: Choices? Jimin...

Tropical: You threw up the meal you ate in the morning, didn't you?

He stopped walking immediately, gritting his jaws.

"Hoseok" he muttered before replying him.

Jungkook: What else did Hoseok tell you?

Jimin read it and didn't reply, so he typed again.

Jungkook: Tell me or I promise to break into your room and give you a befitting punishment tonight.

Still no reply.

Jungkook: Leaving me on read is dangerous, sweetheart.

He's walking as he typed, and right now he's already at the door of Lord Kim's Den.

Lord Kim sat poised on his throne-like chair, watching him keenly with five guards around him.

Jungkook didn't look up from his phone as he typed and walked.

Jungkook: What are you fucking doing, Jimin? Don't tempt out my demons.

And then Jimin replied...

Tropical: Am I a slut to you?

He came to an halt again, understanding immediately.

"Hoseok" he muttered for the second time, then without even looking at Lord Kim, he turned around and started walking out.

"Stop right there, Captain!" Kim stood.

"Our talk can wait, not tonight" Jungkook replied, going on with his walk.

"You spared the guy at the initiation! It's against the rules and you know it! You can't always have your way as the leader of the gang, I'm still your boss!" Kim roared, and Jungkook turned back to him.

Kim was huffing in fury as he walked back to him, and he didn't stop till he got to his chair, standing face-to-face with him before speaking...

"Yes. I spared him, and you dare not touch him" he muttered confidently, his brows dipping.

Kim's shoulders stiffened, and he narrowed his eyes.

"I dare not what?"

"You. Dare. Not. Touch. Him!" Jungkook slammed.

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TBC