Jeon Jungkook Is What The Lucifer Needs.

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Author's Pov

Jungkook was driving, leading his way to the club they promised to meet using a Waze app. He keeps glancing around, watching the road, and praying deep inside is not what he thought it was.

For some reason, he feels nervous. The road he drove on somewhat welcomed him with a familiar look. He glanced down to his phone, watching the road he walked on, and noticed it was the Itaewon route. He cursed under his breath, hoping the app didn't take him to a certain club. "Yoongi hyung must pick somewhere else. Don't worry..." He said to himself, trying his best to not think any further.

"Ah– shit. You gotta be kidding me?!" He hissed under his breath when he saw the familiar college building he studied back then, instantly knowing which club he's heading to. "I wish I didn't pick the call." He mumbled under his breath and feel his heart beating fast than usual, nervous to go to the place he badly avoided for years.

"It's okay Jungkook... Nothing will happen. It's all in the past." He mumbled to himself and smiled a little bit, trying to settle down but his heart really said otherwise when it thumped loud enough for him to hear it through his ears, showing how much he was apprehensive inside. He gulped his saliva, feeling his throat a little dry.

From afar, he could already see the particular small building with many neon lights reflecting on the outside from the inside. He swallowed his saliva greedily as he looked around, searching for a space to park his car. He sighed loudly, wondering why Yoongi choose this location in the first place. There are many clubs and bars here but the older ones just needed to pick this place.

"I need to control myself. They'll ask me if I act weirdly..." He reminded himself as his hand shut the engine off, feeling the air-cond stopped producing cold air to fill the car. "Really– I'm so stupid." He mumbled and hold the steering wheel tightly, feeling angry at himself for being so dumb. If he's not too weak and got a smart brain, he wouldn't face this right now. He won't face the feeling of nervousness every time he walked past the club entrance and certainly won't face the feeling of being used and left.

"I'm okay!! There's nothing to remember. It's not even worth it." He said to himself happily, trying to chill down his thoughts from going deep further; knowing that won't do any good for him except for disappointment. With a determination in his heart, he stepped out of the car and closed the door while his doe's eyes glanced to the club entrance.

There, you could see a banner with purple neon lights written Club Volnost Seoul implying the building name. Reading the name again after years of avoiding it unknowingly hit Jungkook right at the heart as old memories filled his brain, making him dizzy. But nonetheless, his legs work towards the entrance with an uncomfortable smile, trying badly to barricade his mind from thinking or even recalling anything. 

Reaching the opening, he was greeted by two guards who eye him up and down before nodding slowly, believing he's old enough to enter such a place. Jungkook nodded in return, silently thanking them with a polite gesture as he walked past the door, meeting with an extremely loud music background and multiple neons lights that flashed around along with crowds of people; dancing, making out, drinking and even fucking.

He glanced around searching for his friends but was unexpectedly awestruck when he noticed the place didn't change at all; it is still the same just like the last he went years ago. Old memories of him and Jimin flashed inside his mind, making his heart aching badly; remembered how they met for the first time.

“Hey, You!!" Drunk Jimin called out loud from the stage while pointing at Jungkook, catching everyone's attention as now; everybody was eyeing him. “What?!” Jungkook responded and gulped down the alcohol in his hand, feeling his throat burn torturingly as he glanced at Jimin, not knowing who is him.

“You!! I like you. You're so handsome and your face looks like a cute bunny!!" Jimin declared and giggled after, watching Jungkook scoff in mocking but nevertheless he smiled a little bit at the gratitude, finding it cute how the other said it straightforwardly. “Since when I don't?” He retorted teasingly, watching Jimin roll his eyes before walking from the stage, making his way towards him.

“You're so cocky Mister bunny.” Jimin said to him right after he stood beside Jungkook.

“The name is Jeon. Jeon Jungkook.” The other corrected him and received an eye roll from Jimin as he glanced at the waiter and ordered a bottle of beer before placing himself on an empty chair beside Jungkook. "Whatever... You still look like a bunny. In fact, a cute one. I saw you drink from the stage... So, mind telling me what's a handsome boy doing here alone?” Jimin asked seductively, facing the younger with a lust-filled in his crescent dark eyes. 

“I don't know... What a beautiful lookalike angel face doing here in this hell hole?” Jungkook flirted back, increasing the hotness between them; not knowing the so-called angel he confront that time is a devil, the one who built hell. “The name is Park Jimin... We could go somewhere else if you wanted~” The older replied, holding out his small hand and putting it on top of Jungkook's as his gazes stay still on the younger.

Well, the rest is history.

"Jungkook, are you okay?!" Taehyung asked, appeared beside him with worried eyes. He had called the younger over ten times right when he saw Jungkook enter the club but the other remained frozen in his place. "Y-yeah, I'm okay..." Jungkook said stuttering as he scratched his nape, trying so hard to hide his uncomfortable feelings. Besides, they come because of Yoongi per request, there must be good news the older is about to tell.

'It's okay... Do this for Yoongi' He noted in his head and forced a smile on his face, showing Taehyung that he's alright. They both then walked to their table as Jungkook greeted everyone and sat on his seat. No words were spoken by him after that, catching his group friends' awareness. But nevertheless, they moved on to Yoongi.

Meanwhile at Jimin's house...

"Why do you m-mean by that?" SeokJin asked as his eyes went wide in terror, holding out his knife while watching Jimin chuckle sarcasm before getting up from his bed. "You know what funny hyung?" He started and slowly grabbed the knife, checking the silver reflection; finding it beautiful. "You have nowhere to run..." He mumbled and smirked wickedly before marching towards SeokJin who immediately run away.

"Run away, hyung... RUN BEFORE I CATCH YOU. Because then, the game would end." Jimin spoke out loud, voice completely changing deeper as he watched the older running for his dear life towards the kitchen from the corridor. He then walked painfully slow through the stairs, giving the older awareness of the sound of his footsteps.

Reaching the kitchen, SeokJin crazily shoved the knife in his hands away and opened those kitchen drawers; searching for something in it. "Fuck." He cursed under his breath when he heard the younger footsteps getting near every second, closing to him but the thing he search for yet nowhere to be found. He opened the last drawer in the hope he found the stuff and sighed in relief when he saw it.

There, a syringe filled with aripiprazole.

He's didn't waste any time and held out his hand to grab it but immediately failed when there's a hand-pulled him to the back by his hair. "Tch, tch... Wanted to prevent me from taking charge in this body huh?" Jimin hissed angrily as he glanced down the syringe SeokJin will always use whenever time like this comes. Without hesitation, he yanked the older hair to the back, earning a loud yelp from SeokJin before shoving the male to the ground harshly.

Jimin's eyes were burning in resentment when he realized what's SeokJin going to do. He marched towards the older and noticed blood coming out from the male's head; probably because of the harsh landing he got when Jimin shoves him. Unexpectedly the younger smirked at the sight, feeling his inside satisfies by the view. He was always thirsting for this.

He kneeled down in front of SeokJin, watching the older trembling in fear but unable to move since the pain in his body is unbearable. "Hurt? I'm sowwy hyung..." Jimin said sweetly, voice completely innocent but god knows behind it. "J-jimin... Please don't. This is hyung. Y-your hyung..." SeokJin mumbled, tears already crawling from his eyes not because he's afraid if Jimin will kill him but he's sad from the view in front of him. 

What hurts SeokJin the most is that he couldn't even do anything to prevent Jimin from being like this.

"Oh, now you're my hyung? Funny– hahaha..." Jimin laughed out loud before terminating it and instantly grabbed SeokJin hair harshly, earning a loud yelp from the other who is in pain. "H-hurts." That was all SeokJin managed to say as he hold out his hands and landed on Jimin's hoping the younger will eventually let his hair go.

"Good. I want to make you feel nothing but pain." He said casually and yanked his hand away from the hair before moving to SeokJin's neck, and tightening the hold; choking him. "Argh– n-no. P-please Jimin... W-wake up!" The older mumbled with teary eyes, feeling his heart unable to breathe properly while Jimin just watched him with emotionless.

"J-" SeokJin suddenly mumbled but didn't manage to complete his words as he feel darkness start to surround him.

"What was that again?" Jimin raised a question and tighten his hold more, creating a big bruise around the older's neck.

"Jung- Jungkook." SeokJin mumbled and for some reason, it hits Jimin right in the face. He widened his eyes in shock when he realized he was choking the older, making him immediately back away from SeokJin, watching the other coughing. "H-hyung..." Jimin mumbled under his breath with tears in his eyes, understanding what had happened; catching SeokJin's attention.

"No, Jiminah... It's not your fault. Not your fault!!" SeokJin immediately assured, knowing well what Jimin is thinking about as he marched towards the younger, but the other keeps backing away in horror. "No!!" Jimin whispered while shaking his head, unable to believe the fact he almost kills his only guardian. Worst of all, he couldn't even control it.

Feeling his lower torso hit the kitchen cabinet, he glanced and saw the syringe as he immediately took it and nudge it down in his arm. Finishing it, he glanced up front to SeokJin who still trying to walk to him.  "Please. Go. Don't come closer..." Jimin whispered in fear, scared of the medication didn't work its way just like yesterday.

But SeokJin didn't bother. Instead, he walked up to him and instantly wrapped his hands around the younger; hugging him closer despite the pain he feel in his neck that had yet gone away. "I'm s-sorry... I didn't mean it, hyung. Please believe me..." Jimin said, crying in the older arms and receiving nods from the other who strokes his soft hair in an assurance way of telling him it's okay.

"Shh... No need to cry Jiminah... It's not your fault. You don't know when it will happen. Don't blame yourself..." He said softly, hearing the younger cry further; feeling extensively guilty for what he had done even though he didn't mean it. "I'm sorry hyung. I'm sorry..." He repeated over and over again in the older's chest unknowingly this hurt SeokJin at the chest.

If he knows from the start, he surely takes Jimin away. Only if he knows earlier... The younger wouldn't be like this in the first place.

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[A/N: To the confused one, you will know what's happening as the chapter goes on. Happy reading!!]

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