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Depiction of Mature Content;

▪︎ Blood🩸🤍
▪︎ Gore 💔💥
▪︎ Murder 💀🪓
▪︎ Offensive words 🥀🕷

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"Where did he go?!" Miun panicked instead when Jimin was no longer in the room.

"This thing shouldn't get out that Miun told the Butterfly about his marriage..." Miun's husband told his men those nodded abruptly, sealing their mouths.

"Let's stop talking about it, Miun, you aren't going to casually sing this like that" His husband further add but Miun was busy looking around.

Until, Miun ended up looking down at that open brick wall. "Oh, no... he... he escaped..." Miun realized as he found Jungkook's knife thrown in the middle of that open wall.

"There is police out there everywhere... and he misplaced the only weapon he had" One of those Faceless stated while eyeing Jungkook's knife thrown there. "The Casino's entrance is sealed. He can't reach Sire even if he will try"

And, Miun just gulped with a horrified frown.

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Jimin was running onto an empty flyover road by the river. Under the moon, his heavy-duty red rubies choker was sparkling, his white dress shirt almost falling apart (because it was of his Sire and obviously was huge on him), his black cropped tunnel top could be seen wrapped around his chest and his black velvet booty-shorts couldn't be seen because of the shirt's length. His stockings were ripped and his ankle boots were making clacking sounds of his heels as he ran onto that asphalt road.

He panted as he slowed down and leaned onto the edge of the flyover, lifting his dress shirt to find a fine bruise over his side stomach. And, a sword's slit passed his sleeve. Bleeding.

"What sort of the motherfucked night it is... don't know if I should be grateful of it or complain..." Jimin panted while resting his hands on his knees to rest. "But, I'm lost... Hana had said if you'll find the tallest trees, you will find your way back home. But there are no such trees. Sire, please come to me..."

A red loud car drove passed Jimin, echoing a bass boosting song. A group of high school uniformed boys could be seen in that car, creating noisy fuss with that song.

That car accelerated by and Jimin just turned to see it, with his gold blonde hair scattered all over due to the wind, displaying his beautiful honey-brown eyes with 4-pointed stars drawn on either outer corners of his eyes.

Making those guys in their uniform hoodies, smoking cigarettes, to got their heads turn, watching Jimin too. Mesmerized.

Jimin turned away and began looking back to the river with a peaceful sigh. Listening that car driven away but then slowly Jimin began hearing that music louder from his behind.

Jimin heard a honk and turned back to find that car infront of him.

"Are you lost you, beautiful thing? Get in the car. Where do you wanna go?" A guy on the passenger seat asked, smoking from his cigarette.

"I'm fine" Jimin dismissed them.

"Come on, Beautiful eyes. We are eager to help you" He smirked a filthy smile, eyeing Jimin, making his peers to snicker.

"I was... looking for a rose" Jimin mumbled out.

"A rose?" One of them asked.

"Or perhaps a petal. Actually,... I'm lost. I want to summon my Sire" Jimin added.

"Summon what?" That guy asked.

"My Sire. You don't know it? I thought every kid has a Sire to grow up with. Whatever, I'm looking for a rose to summon him" Jimin explained and the guy looked back at his peers in the car and they looked back at him and they all started laughing hard.

"Is he a Alien or what?" They laughed as they all got out of the car.

"Maybe he is making fun of us with these silly things" The guy infront of Jimin stepped upto Jimin and paused right infront of Jimin.

Jimin just blinked his eyes everywhere, pretending that the young man wasn't standing right infront of his face, scanning Jimin from bottom to top being that close shamelessly.

While another man hovered to Jimin's other side, grabbing a piece of Jimin's blonde hair to look into Jimin's beautiful eyes having those black stars drawn on either outer corners. Making his eyes to look even more honey brown.

"We were talking about helping your big ass"

"Excuse me?"

"Cut it all. You don't want it free? How much for a night?" He asked Jimin who backed away as the other guy tried to caress Jimin's revealed collarbone.

Jimin got collapsed to the balustrade behind him as those 5 tall men scattered around their car approaching Jimin. And two of them had already hovered Jimin.

"Huh?" Jimin uttured.

"Don't act dumb, Beautiful thing" Another guy added, sniffing Jimin's hair.

"Maintain your distance" Jimin added as that guy touched Jimin's neck. "Don't touch me, it's tickling" Jimin got away.

"Why? ₩5,000?" The guy asked. "He smells so... fresh like a rose. Get in the car. ₩5,000?"

"For what?" Jimin looked dumbfounded.

"For a fuck" The guy added and they all laughed.

"Huh? Fuck? You mean sex?" Jimin asked with wide eyes.

"Yes. Sex. How much money you want, for Fuck's sake? Or wanna let us do you for free?" That guy irritatedly uttured.

"You mean you want to give me money in exchange... of..." Jimin looked more dumbfounded than he already was. "Oh... wow...? Wow!..." Jimin finally understood it. Still finding it quite uncanny. "Wait... Do people take money to fuck?..." Jimin talked to himself. "I didn't know that. Should I ask Sire for money too next time?" Jimin wondered to himself.

"Come on, let's go..." That guy stowed his burning cigarette on Jimin's collarbone and Jimin hissed while backing away abruptly.

"You touched... your fucking cigarette on me!" Jimin complained with a mad frown. Rubbing his skin.

"So what? What can you do about it, whore?" That guy snickered, drunk. "Come on, show us your ass now! Get in the car!"

"Listen you all uniformed kids, I'm older than you" Jimin poked that guy's chest. "I am. I'm in first semester of university. An acting and theater major. Not some bullshit high schooler like you! Neither I take money for anything such. Get going" Jimin ordered sassily.

"Get in the car, slut!" One of them grabbed Jimin's arm and began dragging Jimin to the car.

"No! Let go of me! What the fuck?! Put your hands off me!" Jimin tried to yank his arm back but that brawny guy twisted Jimin's both hands behind his back and locked Jimin's both wrists by his one hand.

"My turn first. Take this slut's shorts down" Jimin heard as he eyed a man to find him unzipped his own pants. Holding his caned alcohol in his other hand.

Jimin froze in shocked. This experience was new for him. Didn't know 'Forced' was a thing. Especially from school teenagers. Wasn't Sex only for a marriage?

And soon when he was about to be thrown on the backseats of that car over his stomach, Jimin twisted and bended the bone of his own thumb.

Making his hand to get slipped out off from that boy's grip.

Jimin hit that guy in the stomach with his elbow harshly. Making that young man to yelp and hold his stomach in pain and Jimin got free from him. Completely.

Jimin grabbed his hair next and stowed his head onto the car's window with all of his might. Breaking it. Making that man to pass out. With blood coming out from his head on the road.

They all paused.

"Is he that strong...?" A guy mumbled while picking up a broken glass piece of the window.

"This son of a bitch" another guy gritted out while taking out a pocket knife. "You don't know us"

"And, you don't know me. I don't want a fight. Go your way and I will go mine" Jimin raised his both hands in surrender, trying to explain as that man had his knife raised towards Jimin who kept walking backwards.

But, that guy striked the knife at Jimin aggressively.

Jimin dodged it and grabbed the man's hand (which had the knife) to twist his wrist with a sudden jolt, making the knife to fell down and that man yelped when Jimin kicked him into his stomach. Giving another swift spin kick to the man's face.

All the rest three left men had their mouth open, astonished.

That harsh spin kick made that guy to fell onto the car's bonnet with his head hanging from it. That guy was too drunk to get up from there, having his neck hung by the bonnet and fussing with words out of pain.

They all just looked at Jimin who looked at the rest three men and raised his one leg up completely straight in the air, as if he was about to do a ballet stunt, revealing his whole naked thigh from his booty-shorts.

"Wow... what a view" One of them snickered until Jimin curled his toes in his boot of his raised leg and a sharp 3 inch long knife alike blade got popped out from his heel with a sudden sharp metal sound. Having a black dragon printed all over it.

The three of them were froze looking at Jimin until, Jimin suddenly brought his leg down from the air aggressively onto that man's hanging neck. Slitting it by his heel's blade. With a dark glare.

Leaving the man dead.

The three had themselves horrified as they all geared up to sprint back. Running away in the speed of light. Not even looking behind as if they were running from a ghost.

"Not every motherfucker can fuck me" Jimin scoffed while rolling his eyes as he chose to walk away sassily.

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Taehyung being still in his black suit, walked into a night club, rather dark place with green, red and blue DJ lights, loud music echoing the whole place.

Taehyung stomped passed those dancing bodies, approaching a red velvet, modern half-round shaped sofa booth. With a round white-clothed dining table in the middle. Where Iseul was at. Making out with a girl who was seated on his lap.

Taehyung harshly grabbed him by his collar and hurled him onto that table, giving an aggressive punch on his face, making that girl to get tossed away on the couch.

Iseul's men surrounding the couch took their guns out at Taehyung and a bunch of men disguised among the dancing people behind Taehyung, raised their guns to Iseul's people.

Pausing the music into the whole place, leaving the whole club in silence.

Iseul tossed Taehyung's grip off himself. "Forget it, we don't want an inner war" Iseul told his people while fixing his coat as he touched and checked his now bleeding nose, making his men to lower their guns.

"Where is Jihyun?" Was all Taehyung asked emphasizedly with a glare.

"Where is Seong-Woo, Taehyung?" Iseul asked instead, demandedly.

"Your brother had him. It has nothing to do with me. I'm not gay. You know that," Taehyung replied.

"I remember... my brother and you, were enjoying it way too much, not a single day went not being bullied by you both. Don't you think we have some unfinished business, Kim Taehyung?" Iseul stepped closer to Taehyung. Being face to face with him.

"Don't make me be accused to the Rite Hall for killing a leader" Taehyung politely stated. But his eyes keen with a glare.

"I'm younger than you but I will act big. I'm ready to give you everything you want but Jihyun. He is mine now. I'm keeping him. Forget him" Iseul mentioned and Taehyung snickered while looking away, having his hands stuffed into his pants pocket.

"Sire chose me to be the leader and as the leader of Nette, I shouldn't be getting bothered by a mere prince of Coatyl. Where is your mother? How about you let this matter be dealt by elders?" Iseul was saying until Taehyung suddenly grabbed a fork from the table infront of him and peirced it onto Iseul's hand placed on the table, with all of his might. Iseul screamed and before his men could do anything Taehyung slided out a black knife to situate it on Iseul's neck from behind, as he yanked the man's hair back.

Taehyung raised his eyebrow with a playful smirk to those men aiming their guns at him and yanked Iseul's hair tighter as he touched the blade of his violet metal dragon handgripped black knife onto Iseul's skin. Thinly drawing the blood from his neck. Making those men to lower their guns.

While, Iseul was a fussing mess of pain, screaming with his gritted teeth, patting his other hand onto the table with all of his might, as his pierced to the table hand was quivering with blood.

"Where is my spouse?" Taehyung gritted his teeth into Iseul's ear with a mad glare.

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Miun was looking at the dead body of that high-school guy over the bonnet of that red car, still brusting loud music from the radio.

"Miun, get in the car, honey!" Another Taller Faceless who supposed to be Miun's husband, approached him. While the other two Faceless were getting out of their black car to look around as well.

"What could have happened here?" Miun talked to himself.

"I will figure it out. Get in the car. You are going home right now" Miun's husband ordered him.

"Not until I hand him over to Sire" Miun protested.

*Four Different Message Tone Rings At The Same Time*

And Miun took out his phone to look at it. Making the rest three of them to check their respective phones as well.

"Butterfly used his credit card... his location got traced" Miun's husband looked at the red mark blinking on his phone's screen over a digital map.

"If we got this notification... it means..." Miun whispered out. "Every Faceless have his location now. We have to involve Sire now no matter what. Noh-Wook, get me to Sire" Miun eagerly turned to face his husband.

"No. There is no chance Sire will leave you or us alive. We aren't going to tell Sire about it or..." A Faceless interrupted.

"Please, Noh-Wook?" Miun cut that Faceless's words off as he cutely poked his index fingers together infront of his husband.

"No. Don't melt, Noh-Wook" That Faceless told Miun's husband and Miun blinked his eyes at his husband, making eye-contact with him seducingly.

"I'm completely melted..." Noh-Wook breathed out with a defeated sigh and that Faceless slapped his own forehead with all of his might.

"Let's go, but... Well... I think Sire would have got to know about it by now" Miun started, wrapping his arms around his husband's arm to walk upto their car.

"Huh?" They all uttured at Miun.

"Well..." Miun slowly started. "Actually... I had called Henchman Han and..."

"Miun?!! What the fuck?!!!!"

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That wallpapered wall parted open and Jungkook being in his white dress shirt under his black vest, walked in casually into that office room where he had left Jimin but when the lights lit up automatically, Jungkook just frowned at the condition of the room.

All the furniture was a broken mess, the bed's sheets were ruined, his study desk had marks of slits and all of the decor and files were scattered all around the rugged floor.

Jungkook keened his eyes as he approached his desk and looked down at the black glassed table that had a small spot of liquid.

Jungkook swiped his black painted nail' fingers passed that liquid to collect it to discern its dark red color on his fingers. It was blood.

Looking at the blood on his index and middle finger, Jungkook put them into his mouth and sucked the blood off them as he looked down from the staircase to see that bricked wall parted open wide and his black knife thrown there on the floor.

And, Suddenly a man rushed into the room. "My Sire," The man panted out. "My Sire... Henchman Han has sent an emergency message... Butterfly has fluttered off, his location has got traced by the Faceless and..."

"And is bleeding" Jungkook muttered with his rage filled gritted teeth.

He abruptly swiped the leftover blood off the table too by his fingers and sucked onto them clean speedily as he grabbed his coat and dashed out of the door with that man.

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"Thank you" Jimin smiled as he bought a single pink rose from a woman, being at a flower stall and she returned Jimin his black credit card that was completely normal looking, unlike Sire's signature black card. But, it had a tiny silver holographic Butterfly stamped in the corner.

Jimin walked upto the pavement with a fond smile to the rose. "What he must be doing...? will I interrupt his work if I will summon him now?" Jimin wondered but then shrugged and raised the rose up in the air.

Jimin was about to call upon his Sire until he inhaled the air. Jimin sniffed multiple times. "Wow... what is this delicious smell..." Jimin looked at the yellow long tent with clear sheet windows, having dining tables scattered all around it with smoke coming from the inside.

"If I will summon him now... he won't let me explore much..." Jimin thought out loud with a confused pout but then licked his lips in appetence.

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Taehyung kicked open a room's door to got inside a plain room engulfed with red light, with a bed.

A shirtless man had hovered that bed.

That man abruptly turned to look at Taehyung who rasied his gun at him and shot the man in the head without giving him a second to do anything.

Making that man to fell aside off the bed, discerning a passed out Jihyun lying on the bed. His neck covered by a beautiful lavender sparkling diamonds choker. While the boy himself was in a sparkling lavender cropped top and matching pants. His hands tied to the bed by ropes.

Lowly whimpering in his passed out self, his closed eyes sparkling glitter were frowning and Taehyung looked down at Jihyun's feet those were bare. His one foot was wrapped by bandages when a IV cannula was injected onto the vein of his foot. A tube was attached to it as if he had been injected with something heavily and they were planning to keep injecting him with that particular something again and again.

Taehyung abruptly kneeled down to carefully drew the cannula out of Jihyun's foot and Jihyun whimpered out a pant, opening his eyes slightly to try backing away but couldn't even move himself an inch away. Taehyung tossed that cannula away to untie Jihyun's hands.

Taehyung stood up to look at Jihyun, raising his hands down hesitantly to hold the boy but then he didn't. As if he was figuring out how to hold him or to even hold him or not.

"Carry him to the car" Taehyung ordered one of his bodyguards standing by the room's door.

His men bowed and invaded the room as Taehyung walked out.

"No... please... let me go..." Jihyun sobbed in his unconsciousness as Taehyung's men tried to have hold onto the boy. Making Taehyung to look back at the scene with crossed arms.

His men tried to make Jihyun sit up on the bed to make him stand on his feet, But Jihyun was too weak to do so.

Taehyung tsked while pushing those men aside as he went back to Jihyun and hesitantly and gently grabbed Jihyun into his embrace and Jihyun's eyes escaped tears as he mildly tried to protest Taehyung's grip on himself.

"It's okay. It's okay..." Taehyung whispered assuringly as he picked him up off the bed in a bridal style.

"Start the car" He ordered those men while carrying Jihyun out of the room, looking down at him.

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A big black bowl of Ramen noddles with a sizzling slice of cheese and two half-boiled eggs on the side, was placed on a wooden table by three more bowls of exactly same looking Ramen infront of Jimin who deeply inhaled into them.

Being at a thin wooden table, inside a spacious yellow tent streetfood stall, Jimin was there in his black velvet booty-shorts under giant white dress shirt with half of its button open revealing his heavy-duty red rubies choker dangling and sparkling diamonds and rubies from his neck. His sleeves were also unbuttoned messily and were too loose and large to even show his fingers.

"What is this thing? It smells so delicious..." Jimin drooled and a woman in her middle-age, wearing an apron just blinked at Jimin.

"Ramen" The woman expressionlessly looked at Jimin.

"Ramen... never heard of this before... how am I suppose to eat this?" Jimin asked eagerly.

"With those..." She pointed at the chopsticks placed on the table.

"Oh these? I don't know how to use them. Get me a fork and a knife" Jimin ordered casually and then sniffed into the bowl of a random man eating beside him at another table. "Wow... And, what is he eating?" Jimin asked and that man just frown at Jimin and at that waitress confusedly.

"Jajangmyeon" She replied.

"Quite unique names... They smell so delicious too. Get me two bowls of them. No wait... get me three bowls and this red thing as well..." Jimin pointed the man's food tray.

"You mean kimchi?" The woman traced Jimin's pointed finger.

"Whatever that is. Get me that and do you have fried chicken?" Jimin asked ahead with an attentive grin.

"Yes?" She unsurely replied.

"Best! My Sire never let me eat chicken or pork. He says you become what you eat, well, but does that mean I'm a cow? Or a bull? Or a deer?" Jimin almost talked to himself. "Whatever. Get me a huge platter of fried chicken. With all sort of seasonings. My Sire never let me have ketchup either so get me a big bucket of that. Also, chilli garlic sauce, Sire hates it. Everything too spicy and too salty"

"Well... once you ordered it all, it can't be returned" She explained.

"Yes. I know. Go now" Jimin ordered in a 'duh' manner. "Get me a fork and knife!" Jimin made her remember as she entered the kitchen counter infront of Jimin.

"What sort of the Korean he is... he doesn't know how to use chopsticks, doesn't even know what Kimchi is, neither have seen Ramen or Jajangmyeon before..." She whispered to an older woman who was cooking in two pots at once.

Giving Jimin a fork and knife and watching Jimin eating with the fork, rolling the noodles by the fork on a knife and then eating them as if he hadn't eaten for years. Slurping upon them. But still quite sophisticated with his eating manners.

"Are you sure he can finish all the food?" She asked the older woman.

"I don't know but why he isn't even wearing any pants?" The older woman addressed.

"Maybe its his style. Unique style..."

"Wearing boxers out?"

"They don't look boxers to me. They rather look like a velvet fitted mini skirt but shorts instead of a skirt. His boots are so nice as well" She looked impressed. "He must be a young master of some high family"

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Jihyun frowned as he opened his eyes slowly with a mild whimper.

To discern himself in the backseats of an accelerating car and turned his head aside to find Taehyung looking at him. While a driver was driving their car.

Making Taehyung to abruptly look away out of the window.

"How are you feeling?" Taehyung asked. Not looking at Jihyun.

"Who... are you?" Jihyun keened his eyes while holding his head.

"Taeh... your Dr. Kim. I know what they've injected in you. You will be okay till Tomorrow" Taehyung firmly replied.

"Dr. Kim?" Jihyun's blurry vision cleared up and he opened his eyes wide to look at Taehyung who passed him a side eye.

"What?" Taehyung asked rudely.

"Dr. Kim... You came?" Jihyun sobbed out with a smile. "You came for me?" He looked touched as he abruptly wrapped his arms around Taehyung's neck and pecked Taehyung's cheek.

Freezing Taehyung.

"Y-Yes...?" Taehyung hesitantly added as Jihyun cried loudly.

"I thought they will kill me... but you came to safe me...!"

Making Taehyung to lightly touch Jihyun's clothless lower waist.

"Well... never tell my men to leave you alone. I normally keep all the doors locked those lead to Sire's mansion but monsters come and go there" Taehyung cleared his throat while breaking the hug and fixing his coat to get away from Jihyun.

"Vomit..." Jihyun mentioned while grabbing his stomach and mouth.

"Huh?" Taehyung uttured.

"Vomit... I want to vomit!" Jihyun fussed.

"Pull up, pull up here" Taehyung panicked while ordering his driver until Jihyun started laughing.

"I was just... joking" Jihyun laughed and Taehyung just rolled his eyes back to the window.

"Who permit you to joke?" Taehyung demanded.

"Because you never joke, Dr. Kim" Jihyun pouted while resting his head on Taehyung's shoulder with all of his might.

"I'm not a joker, wear your seatbelt properly, sit properly..."

"But I can be your harlequin, Dr. Kim..." Jihyun pouts and shows Taehyung a finger heart, kissing the air infront of Taehyung's lips. And Taehyung just blinked his eyes at him with a frown.

"B-Behave yourself. I'm older than you"

"Why you always keep this scary face on?" Jihyun whined while grabbing Taehyung's collar and suddenly sat on Taehyung's lap. On his both thighs.

"Jihyun..." Taehyung scolded and backed away, hugging himself.

"Smile!" Jihyun scolded Taehyung instead with a mad tipsy pout. Holding Taehyung's collar. "You would look so cute while smiling!"

Making Taehyung to look at his driver from the rear view mirror and his driver did the same but both of them pretended that they weren't looking at each other.

"Get off me, Jihyun"

"I won't. You are my legal husband. I'm from upper-world, a document marriage is a legal marriage to me! I am twenty-two years old and still a virgin because you are a sheep" Jihyun complained and Taehyung acted as if he wasn't listening and Jihyun was not sitting on his lap, watching the empty street out of the window.

"I have never even kissed someone in my whole life..." Jihyun rubbed his index finger on Taehyung's lips.

"Can we give him a sleeping pill?" Taehyung asked his driver.

"Not until 48 hours" The driver genuinely replied.

"Excuse me?" Jihyun broke their conversation while straddling Taehyung's pelvis on the seat. But then processed a hitched breath. "Oops... I'm sitting on your... " Jihyun chuckled shyly while looking down on Taehyung's crotch. And Taehyung just frowned at him, looking down as well. "You are so huge. I can feel you..."

And, suddenly, Jihyun got the harsh jerk as their car accelerated through speed bumper. Making Taehyung to grab him by his hips and he ended up bouncing Jihyun on himself.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" Taehyung yelled at the driver while abruptly letting go of Jihyun and raising his hand up away from the boy while Jihyun had clutched onto his collar, having his face buried into Taehyung's neck. Slowly looking up to look down at Taehyung's lips.

"I sincerely apologize, Prince Kim, there was a bumper" The driver abruptly replied.

"Find another bumper" Jihyun chuckled out a grin.

"Jihyun, get back..." Taehyung abruptly pushed Jihyun off himself. "Sit properly"

"No..." Jihyun was complaining until he looked down at his own pants. "Wow... how beautiful these pants are... Oh... wow... this necklace is so amazing..." Jihyun touched his lavender diamonds choker next. Amazed.

"You see... how expensive this choker is, Dr. Kim?" Jihyun started. "Iseul had said if I would behave well, he will get me one every day. He seems really rich"

"Do you even know how much I earn?" Taehyung poked his own chest out. "I can get millions of these diamond chokers for you every hour!"

"Why are you yelling at me?" Jihyun mumbled with a complaining pout, taken aback and Taehyung just blinked and rested his face into a calm one. Looking away.

"Well... Men shouldn't wear such accessories" Taehyung added, rolling his eyes. "You are looking vulgar"

"But Jimin always wear them, also has a fine man always appreciating his beauty when he wears them!" Jihyun complained.

"I'm different from my cousin. I'm the toxic stereotype male lead always found in Chinese Dramas. I hardly get mad but when I'm mad, I remain mad until the day ends, today I am mad so, stop talking bullshit to me" Taehyung was saying until Jihyun passed out and left his head onto Taehyung's shoulder.

"And... Aish..." Taehyung sighed. "He looks like a really beautiful..." Taehyung started as he looked at him "girl".

"I will take it as an insult" Jihyun tipsily raised his hand up in the air, while snuggling into Taehyung's chest. Having his eyes close peacefully.

"You smell so heavenly, Dr. Kim. Let's have sex? Huh, handsome?"

"Can't we give him sleeping pills for fuck's sake?!"

"We can't give him any medicine until 48 hours, Prince Kim"

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Jimin gulped out a heave as he placed that giant now empty bowl down onto the table, beside those tons of empty other bowls and plates. All not even dirty or stained of leftover broth as if Jimin had keenly licked them all well.

"That will be ₩90,000" The waitress broke to Jimin.

"Huh? ₩90,000? I want to see the bill" Jimin casually demanded.

"We don't have it here" She denied.

"I read the menu on the street. The total should be ₩40,700" Jimin argued and that old woman walked upto them.

"What is wrong?" She asked the younger woman.

"He understood we are asking for more..." She whispered to her ear.

"Hey, you, you ate for a tribe all at once and now can't pay for it?" The older woman accused Jimin instead. Of course.

"How rude... I eat like this normally at home too. Infact, Sire feed me more than this as my regular meals because he likes to keep me chubby... do I really have a big appetite?" Jimin wondered.

"Give ₩95,000 now!" The old grandma fussed.

"Your waiter asked for ₩90,000. Now, you added ₩5,000 for your bickering?" Jimin noted like a complain.

"If you won't pay I will go and call the cops on you" She threatened and Jimin sighed. He couldn't involve cops while being famously wanted among them.

"Here," Jimin took out his black card. "Scan the Butterfly first"

"What is this? Can't you read that sign?" She fussed and Jimin looked up at the sign to read. 'Cash Only'.

"I don't keep cash with me. Normally, I keep My Sire with me so, I never need to pay for anything. How about I go home and bring some from Sire's locker?"

"Never. I want my money now!"

"What sort of the stubborn woman you are? And, I'm called the most spoiled one..." Jimin muttered in disbelief. "Listen, can't you see? I don't have money. Scan this card, you will get your money"

"Only Cash. We don't accept cards"

"Then start doing from tonight"

"Aish... if you didn't have money why you ate of twelve people all at once without sighing once? I thought you were some rich old money but you are a bum"

"What did you just say about me? Do you know who I am?" Jimin quarreled.

"I don't care who you are. Either you give me my money or this necklace around your neck" The grandma reflected the aim of her greed.

"Huh?! You stanky bitc-" Jimin stood up aggressively. "I'm petty than you are. I will die but will never give you my 19th birthday present from Sire. A diamond accessory less in Jimin's closet is a nightmare. I count them every day. You can take my life but never what was once given by Sire"

"Ah... This kid is so dramatic..." She tsked in disgust.

"Let me use the ATM, I will cash the card out" Jimin decided to walk away but she blocked his way.

"I don't trust you that you will return. Go inside and wash dishes" She pointed towards a small room.

"What? Wash dishes?! I don't know how to wash dishes" Jimin sassily dismissed.

"Fine, rich master, I will teach you but you aren't leaving without it"

"You wish..." Jimin scoffed while trying to walk away until two giant men blocked his way and Jimin just blinked his beautiful eyelinered eyes at them.

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"Eww..." Jimin covered his nose with a disgusted frown, looking at that dirty rusty sink filled with dirty dishes with a few flies flying over them. In a (hardly) white tiled small dirty kitchen.

"I can't believe I ate in them once..." Jimin mumbled with a frown.

"Move your hands. Here..." She demonstrated on how Jimin should do dishes. "Rinse it with water while using your hand, then again rinse it with water, that's it" She tossed the wet plate away after wiping the plate with a dirty smelly rag cloth.

"There is... food left on it..." Jimin pointed at that plate.

"Then rinse it again with water. Look, all done and clean" She rinsed it and made Jimin hold the plate.

"Doesn't Jin hyung use liquid dish soap with a clean sponge each time and then put them into a dish washer...?" Jimin talked to himself.

"Okay... well... Gloves, get me gloves at least" Jimin added.

"Prince Charming, it isn't your castle. Do it with your bare hands" She hissed.

"I won't touch people's saliva off these plates"

"I don't feed dogs here in my restaurant to leave saliva on dishes. Finish them all. I'm bringing in more!"

"More?" Jimin breathed with his wide eyes and suddenly and dramatically passed out onto the floor.

"Huh?" That grandma abruptly rushed back upto Jimin to look down at him. "I won't fall for this" She scoffed.

But then when she was about to leave, she hovered her fingers by Jimin's nostrils to check if he was breathing and...

"Huh? He is not breathing... What happened to him? Hey, boy...? Wake up?!" She shook Jimin by his shoulders but Jimin was lifeless.

Making her to ran away to get help and as she came back with those brawny two guys. They found the floor all empty.

"B-But... He was right here... he was dead like a corpse... Aish! This brat actor!"

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"~Because I'm crazy, baby
I need you to come here and save me
I'm your little scarlet, starlet
Singing in the garden
Kiss me on my open mouth~" Jimin was singing out loud with his skipping walk into a dark alleyway. Holding his pink rose close.

Having his jump-walk happily, he turned into another dark alleyway to find a woman crying and a man was pointing a gun at her.

"Give me your purse!" The man yelled at her. Trying to snatch her bag.

"No, please... it has my daughter's tuition fee..." The woman begged.

And, Jimin casually jump-walked passed the scene. "Why are you so scared of him, his gun is fake" Jimin stated with a shrug.

Making that woman to process a frown and snatched her bag to hit the man's face with it. Jimin watched with a pout when that woman kicked that man in the balls by her knee and ran away.

That man yelp and tried to grab her but failed.

"You bitch!" That man processed an irritated yell to Jimin.

"I don't prefer to be called a bitch, though I know I am" Jimin chose to leave but that man raised a knife to Jimin, blocking his way.

"Give me your necklace now!"

"Do you have some sort of disease or what? First her bag, now my necklace, get a life" Jimin rolled his eyes, dismissing him but he blocked his way again. "Why every motherfucker is after my necklace?"

"This knife is real, aren't you afraid now?!"

"Well... I don't feel fear. No matter how hard you try. I could act scared but your pants are so funny and you haven't actually killed someone in your life. I know you can't harm me" Jimin genuinely sympathized.

"Huh? How did you know...?"

"What is that?" Jimin asked instead, snatching the man's cigarette and smoking from it.

"Wow... it's strong!" Jimin erupted the smoke out. "Damn it! What is it?"

"I-It's prescribed" The man added, trying to take it back but Jimin backed his hand away.

"You can't fool me. It's cocaine. Your eyes, they are saying what they have been smoking"

"Who the fuck are you?"

"Sire never let me have it. Now I know why..."

"Give my cigarette back"

"I will give you ₩8,000 for this" Jimin added.

"I will sell it in ₩10,000" The man argued.

"It gets sell in ₩7,895 per bead, it's cheaper than the black ones and is half gone already. After the last month export loss, it already has reduced the market. If you don't want to sell it in ₩8,000, I will get it from somewhere else" Jimin bargained.

"Who the fuck are you? A drug dealer or what?" The man looked dumbfounded with his wide eyes.

"No, but I live with one" Jimin shrugged.

"Whatever, fine. Give me the cash" The man agreed and Jimin took out the cash from his shorts pocket.

"Yeah, I just got the cash out from ATM. Here is your extra credit for convenience and good gesture. Now I have to go and return the money of a restaurant's bitchy granny" Jimin rolled his eyes and that man just had a grin to the money Jimin gave him, shaking hands with Jimin like secret dealers.

Jimin watched the man stowing the money under his shirt as he turned to leave, making Jimin to smoke from that cigarette as he watched him go.

Turning to leave towards that tent restaurant which could be seen at the end of the alleyway. "God I'm so crazy, baby, I'm sorry that I'm misbehaving
I'm your little harlot, starlet
Queen of Coney Island
Raising hell all over town
Sorry 'bout it~" Jimin resumed singing out loud, skip-walking again.

Until, he glanced back to that tent restaurant and found a familiar guy in a high school uniformed hoodie standing all alone at the end of the alley.

Jimin paused walking and snickered at that glaring young man. Until, a small group of uniformed boys came to Jimin's view behind that single guy. And then, another huge group of uniformed guys emerged to the sight behind them. Covering the whole alley's end.

Jimin raised his index finger to count them, but they seemed uncountable and little Jimin was smoking so, Jimin didn't bother and just sighed. Looking at them casual.

They just kept glaring at Jimin until, Jimin suddenly geared up to run. Running to the opposite of the alley.

Making those almost 20 men to ran after him like wild dogs. And a few of them began climbing the rooftop of those low closed shops of the alley.

Turning into alleyways to alleyways, Jimin ran with all of his might. Smoking from his cigarette and holding his pink rose close to him.

But got his breath hitched as he found a bunch of those school boys right infront of him and more coming from the roof of a house. Jumping onto the trashcan to be infront of Jimin.

"Didn't we tell you that you have no idea who we are?" That young man threateningly broke the silence while taking a baseball bat from another guy.

And, Jimin just gulped while backing away.

Until, he found a lot of those guys behind him as well, holding baseball bats with them.

"Can't I get my beauty allowance? Sire gives me that during training fights" Jimin requested in seducing voice but then curled his toes in his boots and his heels erupted those sharp blades out, making Jimin's 3 inch block heel to be of 6 inches. Making Jimin taller as well.

And, one of those guys raised his bat at Jimin with a yell and Jimin dodged it, kicking another guy into the stomach, making his shoe-heel blade to get pierced into the guy's stomach and the guy yelled in pain.

Jimin abruptly climbed up onto the trashcane, dodging everyone, and pierced his sharp shoe on various spots on the bricked wall and climbed the wall like a cute ninja cat effortlessly.

He swing onto the roof's metal sheet of a house and swiftly climbed up on it. Standing on it and looking down. Making those guys to look up at him with their dumbfounded faces.

"How did he climb that height..." They were wondering.

Until, Jimin stick his tongue out and raised his middle finger at them, making them to get challenged in rage and they began climbing the trashcan. And, instead of any blade they used their bare fingers and ended up succeeding in climbing that bricked wall.

"Fuck me!" Jimin screamed while running away on that roof.

Getting chased away on those metal sheet roofs, Jimin was confronted with a tall wall ending the roof. No further way to run ahead.

Jimin turned around to look for any other way but got a tight punch on the face instead.

Jimin stumbled onto that sheet but remained stood, looking up to fight, dodging a bat from another guy, Jimin firmly stowed a punch to another guy's face. But they were too many.

Jimin ended up getting a slap on his face and he slipped because of his 6 inch knife heels, falling on the sheeted roof and his rose fell off his grip.

"No!" Jimin cried while trying to save it but before he could reach it, a guy stepped onto Jimin's hand.

Making those guys to laugh as they all hover Jimin with their baseball bats.

Jimin didn't know if it was cocaine or his hyper active imagination.

But, everything began to change. His whole surrounding, the night sky began breaking into a light blue day sky with stars blinking everywhere, the tin sheet roof ground disappeared and green grass took its place, the traffic sounds turned into birds chirping.

And, suddenly Jimin was in a beautiful forest.

Lying on the grass with beautiful red mushrooms and roses grown everywhere,

Jimin was badly wounded as he looked up at the bright stars in the day blue sky.

"Where is your mother?" He heard a mocking voice. "Will you go cry to her now?" Jimin heard their laugh. Finding that group of men hovering him but when Jimin looked up at their faces, they weren't human. They were wolves. Ugly, long teeth, cunning faces of wolves but still had human school-uniformed bodies, laughing at Jimin, mocking him.

Including all the birds and squirrels on the trees, also began laughing at Jimin mockingly.

Jimin just looked down with his teary glaring eyes, the corner of his lips bleeding badly but a guy tucked his baseball bat under Jimin's chin and made him look up harshly.

Jimin just panted as he eyed that pink rose lying a few inches away from his reach over the grass by a mushroom. Black smoke erupting from that rose with gold sparkles.

But, in reality, it was just there on the tin sheet of the roof and had no black smoke coming from it.

That guy with a wolve face rubbed the baseball bat over Jimin's lips down to Jimin's revealed tunnel top neckline. Ogling down at Jimin.

Until, Jimin stowed his teeth onto the wolveman's leg (which was placed on Jimin's hand) and bit him harshly.

"Agh! You bloody dog!" That man yelled, Jimin got his hand free but before he could grab that pink rose flashing black glitter, that guy kicked the rose off the roof.

Making it to fell off from the roof to an anonymous alleyway.

"No!" Jimin watched the rose falling off the grassy hill.

Jimin kicked the wolve-man between his legs and ended up rolling down falling from the grassy hill (roof). But it was too low to hurt him.

Jimin stood his ground on the grass and abruptly picked that magical rose.

Jimin raised the rose up in the air but some sort of blue and red lights flashing at him interrupted him.

Jimin just frowned and tried to look into those lights but they were so bright.

Jimin steadily walked towards those lights and slowly the forest began disappearing from his sight.

And, he found a police car with its red and blue roof lights blinking the whole surrounding. Jimin discerned a tall man in a police uniform, not facing Jimin. He was writing something on a notepad that was placed on his car.

Jimin scanned that man from behind, as he slowly walked closer to him.

The policeman had tall height, honey brown hair, pale rosy skin, broad shoulders, loose police uniform to make him look brawny but he was actually really skinny...

"Dad?" Jimin softly called with his teary eyes.

And, that man slowly turned to look back at Jimin who discerned the man's face. Jimin expected his jolly dad with his Beautiful dimple smile to Jimin but...

It was obviously a random cop and his hair were dark, not brown at all.

That policeman abruptly frowned with hatred and slided his gun out at Jimin.

That cop's face suddenly began tearing apart to form a face of an ugly wounded wolve and Jimin's breath hitched as he backed away but stumbled upon his own foot and fell onto the grassy ground again, his rose fell from his grip as well. Having forest engulfed his sight once again. Though, he had fallen onto the asphalt road by the pavement.

Jimin watched that policeman with now a wolve face laughing at Jimin.

Jimin abruptly tried to reach the rose but that cop smashed it with his foot and kicked it backwards, making the rose to get flung under his car.

"No!" Jimin yelled at him.

"Put your hands up!" The cop ordered Jimin having his gun aimed at him. "I have got the Butterfly! I repeat, I got the Butterfly. I need backup!" The cop spoke to his portable walkie talkie tucked by his collar.

And, those school uniformed guys ran upto the scene as well from the other side of Jimin to discern this infront of them.

"Kids! Stay away from him, he is a dangerous criminal!" That cop began directing them, too dumb to notice their baseball bats. And, of course, they all began acting like innocent children. Backing away from Jimin and eyeing each other with their filthy gazes.

But, Jimin could only hear them laugh. With their wolve faces, hovering Jimin who was backing away on the ground.

Jimin clutched onto his own hair with his squeezed close eyes. "Stop laughing... stop laughing..." Jimin whispered as every beautiful thing into that beautiful forest, was mocking Jimin. "No... I said, stop laughing!" Jimin cried.

Until, Jimin suddenly froze.

"Put your fucking hands up!" The cop yelled and Jimin just looked at the ground with his keen teary eyes as if he just remembered something.

Jimin abruptly stowed his hand into his velvet shorts pocket, that cop panicked and loaded his gun to shoot Jimin but Jimin just took out a rotten old white rose from his pocket, as if it was left there since a few weeks and had been into laundry as well being in the pocket.

The cop had almost pulled the trigger at Jimin.

Jimin abruptly raised his that white rotten petals ball a.k.a a rose towards that cop and squeezed close his eyes away.

"Sire?!" Jimin called out the man, or we can say 'His angel', like a sobbing whisper. Holding the rose up firmly.

And, right at that moment, a bullet got striked towards that cop only to get pierced into his forehead with a splash of blood erupting from the behind of his head.

Those uniformed boys got startled and Jimin opened his eyes to find that cop slowly falling on the ground. With his eyes wide still and a bullet holed into his forehead.

The high-schoolers tried to escape but two black cars blocked their way, getting pulled up infront of them on both sides by the alleyway. While, three more black cars pulled up right around Jimin, securingly.

The car's doors opened and Jimin found that familiar black dress boot stepping out of it with a silver metal buckle in the shape of a dragon. Getting out of the car, in a white dress shirt under his black vest and long coat with that 'Black Wyvern' brooch on, Jimin's Sire looked at him with a deep frown with his raged eyes as he aimed his silver gun onto that cop's dead body and shot him one more time. Brusting his head open with blood scattered all over the asphalt road.

All those birds and squirrels laughing at him, began running away and those wolves looked freeze into their place, shocked in fear.

That beautiful green forest began to fade into a dark one, with its trees illuminating with gold.

Jimin abruptly let go of everything he had been holding onto and got up from the ground only to run, upto his Sire.

Running upto the man with all of his might. Collapsing into him and getting buried into the man's chest, only to sob his heart out as he hugged the man's waist tightly as if he could've been snatched away from Jimin.

All of his miseries disappeared.

That forest around him, wolves, birds, those voices of laughter mocking him, everything. It all disappeared as Jimin hid his face into his Sire's embrace and inhaled the man's cologne deeply.

Those uniformed boys tried to escape the cars but the doors of those cars were opened to reveal Miun with his other Faceless friends and many other Jungkook's men, getting out of them, aiming their guns at those guys, making them to raise their hands up.

A few of them tried to escape but Miun blocked their way and punched one of them into the face. Making Miun's husband to shook his head at him with a sigh and picked Miun up from behind by his stomach securingly, Miun looked dumbfounded when his husband stowed him back into their car gently and locked the car.

Jungkook gently lifted Jimin's face up from himself, only to look at his beautiful crying eyes. He caressed Jimin's cheekbone fondly as he softly pecked Jimin's forehead.

"Who did it?" Jungkook whispered while caressing Jimin's bleeding lips with his thumb.

Jimin pointed at those high-school guys with a complaining pout, sobbing hard and hid himself again into his Sire's embrace. Wrapping his arms around his Sire's neck with all of his might.

And, Jungkook frowned darkly while securingly cupping Jimin's head and looking at those bulky high-school uniformed dorks and his fond filled eyes turned into a sharp haunting glare.

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