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"The power bank, now" he said, his voice dropping harshly like a time bomb.

For a minute, Jimin's feet couldn't move, he didn't cut the eye contact either.

His eyes aren't only devoid, but also empty, like someone who has been to hell and back.

He looks mad dangerous like this.

Jimin finally found the strength to carry his legs, breaking the eye contact as he went for the door.

Jungkook didn't move his body from the frame, so Jimin looked up to find his eyes still on him...he almost shrunk.

"I'll give it to you...I didn't steal it...I only found it under the car" he said in a mutter and even got surprised that he didn't stammer.

His eyes rummaged his face, and Jimin gulped, holding the green towel to his body again.

"Is green your favorite color?" He asked the question he wasn't expecting, and Jimin quickly returned his eyes to him.

"Huh?"

"Repeating ain't my thing" he replied, his voice filling the room.

"Yes....I loved green since I was little" he replied slowly, and Jimin could swear that he saw a twitch at the corner of his lips.

Did he just smile?

Before he could figure that out, Jungkook stepped aside, and he quickly rushed to the bed.

The pillow already covered the power bank, so he pushed it away and got it, bringing it to him.

Jungkook took it from him, and when his hand touched his during the exchange, Jimin couldn't help the heat that cracked on his wet skin.

Jungkook turned his back to walk out of the room...

"Still... it's not... It's not cool to walk in on someone bathing. You even puked on me last night and...it ruined my blouse" he said, and Jungkook halted to turn back immediately.

His eyes are calmer now.

Jimin batted his lids, water dripping from his towel to the spot he's standing on.

"You want an apology?" He talked unexpectedly again, and Jimin held the hem of his towel gently.

"That's what normal humans...do" he muttered.

"You're fucking dumb if you think I'm normal" he smirked and did the corner lip twitch thing again before stepping out of the room.

Jimin fought the tears in his eyes as he walked to his small wardrobe.

"I'm not dumb, I know you're an anomaly. No normal human behaves like you... bastard" he muttered, opening his wardrobe annoyingly.

To think he walked in on him in the bathroom, that's the most concerning part.

Did he see him touching himself?

Gawd! He can't get humiliated like this.

"Did Jungkook come for his power bank already?" Jennie asked as she entered the room.

Jimin didn't reply, so she quickly squatted in front of him.

"Are you ok?" She asked.

"Why did you tell him about the power bank? Now he came here and...

He stopped talking at this point, swallowing his remaining words.

He can't possibly tell his mum about it. If he does, he'd find out about his tendency, and he has been trying so hard to keep it from him.

"And what?" Jennie asked.

"Nothing...he got the power bank already, and I'm visiting Seokjin today" he replied.

"It's fine, dress up baby" Jennie kissed his cheeks.

*

MAIN MANSION, JUNGKOOK'S ROOM*

After going to the second mansion for his salty meal with his friends, Jungkook returned to his room for his bath.

He has an appointment with his therapist this morning, and there's another thing in the menu for the afternoon, so today is sure gonna be busy.

His phone is in hand as he stood in front of his trophy shelf, watching the awards with an obsessed glimmer in his eyes.

There's no stopping to his debauchery, he's a jerk who breaks hearts and collects them in a jar to feed his demons with.

And as much as he doesn't want to notice a particular someone, that someone is doing everything in his power to make himself get noticed.

Whether knowingly or unknowingly, he doesn't know and he's not even ready to fucking know, but all he knows that if he keeps up the brave front he's putting on, he'd get hurt, and he'd gladly break him in pieces.

Jimin....the maid's son.

He twitched his lips, grabbing one of the trophies.

He was rolling his fingers on her crown when his phone dinged.

He retrieved it to see a sext from Sherry, the guy he was fucking before he left for college last year.

He clicked on the pictures, watching his tits and glory hole with dark, unhinged eyes for minutes before dropping the trophy and the phone at the same time.

He stripped off his clothes, put on his bathrobe before entering the bathroom.

*

SEOKJIN'S PLACE*

"Blimey! You didn't tell me you'd be coming!" Seokjin gushed when Jimin showed up at his doorstep.

"Surprise" Jimin replied, entering the small living room with him.

Seokjin's parents run a coconut farm, so they're living comfortably even if they're not rich.

They're just okey dokey.

He's the only son too just like Jimin.

"So ... Tell me about the demigod in your house!" Seokjin winked, sitting on Jimin's laps.

"Demigod my foot! Just serve me water first" Jimin rolled eyes, pushing him off himself.

"Coming!" Seokjin winked again, rushing into the kitchen to get him a cup of chilled coconut water.

Jimin downed it all at a go, and Seokjin took a deep breath, blinking his eyes funnily.

"I'm listening"

"There's nothing appetizing about that douchebag, trust me. He fucking puked on me last night when he arrived" Jimin recounted.

"What! Meaning he came close to you? Did he hold you? How did his touch feel? Heard he has beautiful fingers, is it true?" Seokjin gasped.

Jimin couldn't believe his ears.

"Seriously? I just said he puked on me and the only thing in your mind is his damn fingers? He even walked in on me this morning during my bath!"

"OMFG! How did it happen? You mean to tell me Jeon Jungkook saw your nakedness?" Seokjin literally jumped.

"Only my backside" Jimin replied.

"You should create an IG account and post it there, baby! You just achieved what many girls and guys are dying to get!" Seokjin shouted.

"You're sick, Jin. I shouldn't have trusted you to take my side" Jimin rolled eyes, drinking from his coconut.

"Now that we're on it, why don't you snap some unaware pictures of him for me?" Seokjin smiled.

"No...a big no...I don't even have a good phone and even if I do, i'm not doing that. I'd rather snap a unicorn" Jimin stood.

"Please please... please" Seokjin started bugging him around.

"Thought you had a crush on Taehyung, what's with this sudden likeness for Jungkook?" Jimin scoffed.

"I liked Taehyung when Jungkook was out of the country, but now that he's back, please snap his pictures secretly for me ok? Please please" Seokjin continued.

Jimin smiled widely but returned to his serious face in the space of a second.

"Nah" he insisted.

*

POKEY.A HOSPITALS, 12PM*

Jimin had to come visit the hospital after leaving Seokjin's place.

This is the only time he can come without gaining Jennie's suspicion.

He checked the cash in his small bag and prayed inwardly for sufficiency.

"I'm here for Dr. Chaeryoung" he told the nurses he met at the reception.

"Mr. Park Jimin?" One of them answered.

Jimin quickly nodded.

"She has been waiting...go this way" she pointed at the closest hallway, and Jimin went down.

He pushed the office door open and met the female doctor sitting readily on her desk.

"Look who we have here, Cheeks" she smiled cheerfully.

"It's been a while since I came" Jimin smiled back, taking his seat in front of her.

"Have you tried talking to your dad recently?" She asked.

Jimin's expression changed immediately.

"Can we not talk about fathers?" He replied sullenly.

"I'm sorry if I poked a sensitive subject, what are you here for this time?" Dr. Chaeryoung shifted closer.

"I was able to gather some money, about 13 thousand dollars. If you could just prescribe a drug that works for me..." Jimin said, emptying all the cash in his bag on the table.

The doctor has a pitiful look on her face as she watched him.

"If it's not enough, I can work hard to make it 20 dollars, just...

"Do you want me to lie to you? I've always told you it can't be worked on. It's a tendency, and it started since you experienced what you experienced when you were young. It's not that bad, you should learn to live with it" Dr. Chaeryoung interrupted.

"It's totally bad, doctor. It feels good to touch myself during my bath, but I don't like it one bit. I'm not a freak and I don't want it to grow worse...I can't even tell my mum because I'm ashamed" Jimin shook his head.

The woman smiled before shifting close to caress his cheeks.

"Jimin. You're a very pretty guy, and we both know you're not a bitch. It's just a tendency, and it'll stop if you manage it well, but for the main time, try bathing with gloves on"

"Will that work?" Jimin hopefully asked.

"Give me feedback" Dr. Chaeryoung smiled.

She left for a surgery session afterwards, and Jimin left the office, hoping for good results with the gloves.

He was deep in thoughts as he walked down the hall when he suddenly saw someone.

The sight made him snap out of his thoughts, and he quickly hid behind a wall.

He peeped out of there to look again.

It's Jungkook!

He's walking down the hall with a female doctor behind him, and the nurses in the hall are busy gawking, pushing their breasts to his face for attention.

He didn't even look sidewards. According to rumours, he's too picky for a playboy, and he's a fucking narcissist.

His weirdness never ends.

Jimin tiptoed out of his hiding place and secretly followed him till he entered an office with the doctor.

He was stunned to see THERAPY SESSION ON in front of the office.

He does therapy?

Of course he should, he needs it for his screwed head.

He left the place with a tired sigh, and his phone dinged...it's a message from Seokjin.

His eyes widened to his temples immediately he read it.

It says: K-IDOL is holding an audition on Friday to take in two new members in Erik's place.

If he attends the audition with Seokjin, and they get chosen, will their lives change?

Before that, where is he gonna get money for proper audition outfit???

*

A WAREHOUSE *

Built to look like a normal house, the Warehouse is like Jungkook's spot to purge out his never-ending frustrations.

It belonged to Haeyung, his father, but he literally snatched it from him and built it to his taste for his own use.

Even in his absence, rugged members of his crew are always present, making the house loud.

It's like that presently.

He came here directly from the hospital to finish what he started last year.

His belt was hanging loose in the metal as he came downstairs with Sherry, a guy whose hair is in a balayage.

They just finished an intense round of sex, and he's sweating profusely.

Hoseok, Namjoon and Rosé are seated on a table in the middle of the crowdy warehouse, watching them and awaiting the drama.

Namjoon has his camera set on the ceiling, recording them.

"You're not gonna call it off right here, right?" Sherry suddenly faced Jungkook.

"Why ask if you already know?" He replied with a poker face.

"But you only just arrived back in the country. Give me two more weeks and I'll willingly let you go by then, I promise" he begged.

"I call the shots, not you" he replied, and a tear slipped out of his eyes.

"I love tears" Jungkook smiled sadistically.

Cherry turned back at once, rushing out as he wiped his falling tears.

Almost immediately, a bartender appeared with a trophy award on a tray for him.

"Who sent this?" Jungkook asked as he took it.

"Didn't see the face, he was masked, and he left that way" the bartender pointed.

Jungkook went that way, and as usual, he met no one.

This is how he has been getting the awards since the start.

Everytime he dumps someone, no matter the location, the award comes from a stranger like this, and they always say it's from a masked man.

This is the 96th, and he still can't figure it out no matter how hard he tries.

"Yo! Is that the 96th? I'm proud of you spawn!" Namjoon appeared with Hoseok, grinning as he took the trophy from him.

"It hits different to have a popular dick, mate" Hoseok laughed.

"Where's Rosé?" Jungkook replied, and when they noticed her absence, they returned to the house and met a new scene.

She's in the middle of like four men, smashing their faces in the dust.

She's thrashing them like her kids, and their faces are smudged with blood, even the tables.

Another punch from her pile-drove the fourth man to the middle of the crowd who're watching with total shock.

Rosé was about to go for the men again when Hoseok and Namjoon stepped in to take her.

"No they touched me first... I'm not their kinda bitch so they should learn to keep their dicks in their fucking pants!" She shouted, struggling with them as they took her.

Jungkook made sure to mark the faces of the four guys before joining his friends outside.

Rosé was still struggling to free herself, but Jungkook blocked her dominantly.

She backed down.

"No one can find out we're from Debris' Gang, remember that and calm down" Jungkook said.

Namjoon rubbed her back, and she inhaled.

Hoseok took her bag, and they left the warehouse.

*

JEON ESTATE, SERVANTS ANNEX*

"You should taste these pancakes, baby. They taste so good" Jennie said, coming in with a bowl of it.

Jimin arrived since an hour ago and has been napping.

"I made it for Yoongi and these are the left overs" Jennie settled it on the bed, and Jimin sat up, bandind his hair in a ponytail before picking one to eat.

"Tasty" he nodded, and Jennie smiled.

"I saw Jungkook at the hospital earlier, with a therapist" Jimin said before he could stop himself, and he instantly bit his tongue.

Damn!

"You went to the hospital? Why?" Jennie's eyes widened.

"Oh... Seokjin has a sick friend over there so I followed him to visit" he quickly lied, and Jennie calmed.

"Don't tell anyone what I'm about to say..." She said.

"What?" Jimin shifted closer.

"Actually... Madam Lisa isn't Jungkook's biological mother" Jennie whispered.

"What!" Jimin's eyes widened.

"His real mother was boss's first wife, but i think something happened to her head somehow, she's currently in the psychiatric hospital" Jennie muttered, and Jimin covered his mouth.

"What!"

"Shhh" Jennie hushed.

"Shh" Jimin replied.

"Need to go start preparing dinner. Join me in the kitchen later" Jennie stood and left the room.

Jimin still couldn't close his mouth at the newly discovered secret.

He suddenly got Taehyung's text that he's in front of the estate, so he rushed out of the annex and did the three minutes run to the big gate.

Taehyung stood beside his blue sports car with a handsome smile on his soft features, and Jimin smiled immediately he saw him.

"Minnie" he beamed, and Jimin walked into his arms, hugging him.

He intended to tighten it, but Jimin quickly broke it when he felt his budged tits smudging him.

"Rich boy... it's been a while" he said.

"A while? You didn't even allow me to see you throughout this week" he frowned.

"That's because you need to spend time with your boyfriend. I'm just a friend yunno?" He shrugged.

"But..."

He was cut off when his phone beeped. He fished it out to see a text from his boyfriend Yongbok.

Yongbok: Where the fuck are you?

He turned off the phone and pocketed it.

"You should leave, I'm sure that's him, and besides...it looks like it's gonna rain anytime soon" Jimin said.

"He can wait" he replied, opening his car door.

He brought out a plastic bag containing a boxed new phone...

"I'll never receive things from you, Tae" he immediately said.

"Do you hate rich kids this much?" He said as his arms dropped.

He hasn't replied when Jungkook's car drove in, but it stopped right beside them.

Jungkook came down with his friends, and surprisingly, they're all looking at Taehyung like wolves looking at a calf, ready to devour.

"Jeon Jungkook" Taehyung said freely, and Jimin snapped his eyes at him.

"You know...each other?"

"Why not? We're in the same college, same department. We receive same lectures, I mean all of us" Taehyung replied.

"Baron college?" Jimin blinked, and Taehyung nodded.

"What the fuck are you doing in my house, Taehyung?" Jungkook questioned, darting his eyes to Jimin for a second.

"He's my friend...he came to see me" Jimin said.

"The question wasn't for you" Jungkook replied, trying hard not to explode.

His veins were literally pounding in his blood, the sight of Taehyung ticking him to the core.

"But I have the right to answer since he came to see me" Jimin insisted, and Taehyung smiled.

Namjoon chuckled. "Isn't he interesting?"

"Told you I like him" Rosé crossed her arms.

Hoseok said nothing.

"This will be the last time you step foot here ... It's not a suggestion" Jungkook spoke with a note of finality and started walking back to his car with his friends.

"Madam and Boss gave me the approval that I can welcome my friends outside here. At least I didn't bring them in, and you can't change that" Jimin said Jungkook turned back.

"Go against it, and you'll find out just how abnormal I can be" he said with cutthroat meanness before resuming his walk.

"Your personality isn't a surprise anymore, I don't expect less from the son of a psycho" he said before realizing, and he regretted it immediately.

The atmosphere stilled, and Jungkook came to a stop., his eyes darkening to the pit of his iris.

His friends couldn't hide their shocks too, their features showed it.

Taehyung looks surprised at the new secret, and Jimin looks shocked at his own outburst.

"I...I didn't...mean...

His heart jumped out of his chest when Jungkook took five fast steps to him.

He grabbed his hand, and when Taehyung tried to stop him, he flipped Taehyung away so easily.

Taehyung landed on his car bonnet, and Jungkook pushed Jimin into the car.

"You're about to witness what a psycho's son can do" he muttered, not sparing him a glance before zooming down the road.

The speed was out of this world because he stepped completely on the accelerator.

The car was literally flying on the road, and Jimin's head almost flew off his neck.

"Stop the car! Stop please!! Jungkook stop!!! Jungkook!!!!"

He began crying before he knew it, and it got worse when it started raining.

He almost hit close to four cars, but he avoided them narrowly each time, speeding like he's on fucking drugs.

Jimin's head bumped on the window, and he almost peed on his skirt.

"Please stop!!!! stop already!!!" His cries came again, but who's he kidding?

Jungkook drove into a rocky area, and tears blinded his eyes when he saw a cliff in front of them.

"No... no please don't.... don't do it Jungkook I swear it was my fault!!!" He cried again, but it's like his ears are blocked.

His eyes are red on focus, his forearm veins mapping his arm and his lips twitched in a smirk.

He didn't stop....he kept zooming for the cliff, and Jimin quickly held his shirt in the front.

"We're gonna die!!!" He cried shakily.

"A psycho's son should behave like one, sweetheart" he replied darkly and released the steering, enabling auto-drive.

The car sped madly to the cliff by itself, and Jimin's life flashed across his teary eyes.

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TBC.