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Beep! Beep!

"I am the top model in the world," Jimin mumbled in his dreams kicking the sheets and rolling over the bed, and giggling as the dream continued.

Beep! Beep!

"Yeah, bitch! Get jealous because you can't beat me." He smiled with his eyes still close and rolled over his bed like a baby panda.

Beep! Beep!

Jimin's eyes blew wide and he aggressively turned off the alarm. He groaned into his pillow, "Why does this happen while I am having the best dream of my life! Why does my alarm beep at the wrong moment every freaking time?" he cried dramatically and kicked his legs in the air.

Wait!

An alarm?

He never keeps an alarm.

Plus, wasn't he on his chair the last night?

How did he end up on his bed?

Jimin jumped out of the bed, his skin glistening with sweat through the tank top he wore. He looked around to find it was indeed his room. He sighed in relief and placed a hand over his chest. He frowned as he picked up his phone to look at it.

Surprisingly, he couldn't find anything suspicious. He simply shrugged his shoulders and slipped the phone into his pant pocket and wore his headphones.

Jimin swayed his hips as he finished brushing his teeth, walking towards his kitchen to gobble some food before returning to his work. He had his eyes closed with a smile over his lips completely submerged in the song playing in his ears.

A pair of hands circled his hips and danced along with him with their face so close to Jimin's. He flinched at the sudden touch and snapped his eyes at the man who held him. Abruptly stopping in his place, Jimin looked over to the man that dared to ruin his lovely morning by calling death to their doors.

"What the hell are you trying to do, Jungkook?" He asked with a subtle tone gritting his teeth underneath.

Jungkook smiled and traced his hand downwards to deliver a hard slap to Jimin's asscheek. The latter gasped at the sudden action and pushed the male off him.

"What the actual fuck!" He yelled losing his last brain cells.

"It says slapping a thick ass wins you a lottery."

"Which freak told you that?"

"Pavlov!" Jungkook replied as he flashed his bunny smile.

Jimin glared at the male rubbing his ass as the pain burned the skin, "Did someone tell you how weird you are?"

"Am I?"

"Yes, you are, bitch! I can sue you for sexual harassment, you asshole!" Jimin shouted.

"Would you?" Jungkook smirked.

"What?" Jimin scoffed at his attitude.

"I have never seen you step out of the house. Would you take the effort to go five miles and complain about me in the police station?" Jungkook asked with his hands sliding in his pant pockets.

Jimin rolled his eyes and stepped back, "Which era are you staying in, weirdo? My single call would be sufficient enough-"

"Do you have proof?" Jungkook challenged.

"W...what?" Jimin gulped.

"They don't take your complaint unless you have absolute proof. Sexual harassment accusations are mostly the victims' fault according to them and it's your burden to prove it rather than the assaulter. As far as I am concerned, I don't think this house has any cameras around it-"

"What the hell are you? Just...stay away from me you creep!" Jimin walked back and rushed to his room to shut the door behind him loudly.

Jungkook dropped his smile the moment Jimin ran away. He turned over his heels toward his room. He slowly entered his room and squatted down.

"I need to go out for some work. Don't go out. He can't know you are here. Do you understand?" He patted the male's cheek and the latter quickly nodded, sitting there rocking back and forth.

___

Jimin exhaled sharply to reduce his anxiety and glared at the closed door, "Do you think you can scare me? I will show you who you messed with, bloody asshole!" He sighed in relief as he cussed some more.

He quickly walked over to his computer and turned it on while placing his ass over the gamer chair and sliding it closer to the display. His mouth hung open as he clicked open the first notification he received. His eyes turned into a crescent as he read the message.

[Congratulations user, you have a new buyer for your product.]

Jimin quickly opened the text icon and proceeded to text the customer.

Jimin:

Please text your address so I can send you the product plus you can pay via net banking for the same.

Unknown user:

I would like to take a look at the product first.

Jimin:

Sure! I will send the picture right away.

Unknown user:

I would like to confirm it in person.

Jimin:

That's not possible.

Unknown user:

There are a lot of fraudsters out there so I would like to confirm it in person if that's okay with you.

Jimin:

I am sorry but that's not possible.

Unknown user:

I will pay you to triple the amount you are asking for.

Jimin almost choked on his saliva as he read the text. He slid back and pinched his elbow to confirm he wasn't dreaming.

This guy must be a crazy fan.

Why would he pay so much for it?

It's not a bad deal though...

I can pay Taehyung for his top plus the interest and still save some money for my next attires. Jimin's thoughts were cut when he received yet another text from the customer.

Unknown user:

I will send you the details of my place and I would like to see the product in person. If you break the rule, I won't pay.

Jimin:

Deal!

Unknown user:

I have sent half the amount over to your number. Do check it.

Jimin's phone chimed with a notification and his account was credited with XXX$. He smiled widely and jumped over his chair to wiggle his ass in happiness.

Grumble!

Jimin clutched onto his tummy and stepped down, "First let's eat something." He reminded himself and stepped out of his room.

He looked either way to confirm the absence of the creepy pervert and ran toward the kitchen to pick an apple with a bottle of water from the fridge. He quickly turned around to race toward his room but,

Clutter! Clutter!

Jimin's ears perked up at the noise that rose from Jungkook's room. His brows knitted together as he slowly turned to face the room.

Jungkook doesn't stay at the house in the mornings.

If he isn't at home then who is making the sound-

Clutter! Clutter!

Jimin's hands let go of the apple as he heard constant shuffling from the room and a wave of fear bubbled within his system. He carefully placed the bottle over the kitchen counter and pulled out the knife from his back pocket.

Whish! Whish!

Jimin gulped as he stepped closer to the room with the knife held tightly in his palm. He shrugged his head to focus better and tiptoed to the door. Once, he stood in front of the door, his fingers gripping the doorknob to twist it open.

To his dismay, the door opened automatically without his act and he witnessed the creepiest smile ever.

"Ahh!" Jimin screamed at top of his lungs and blindly ran his knife in front of him with tears rolling down his cheeks.

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Jungkook slipped out of his shoes and placed them on the shoe rack. He pulled off the coat to hang it and walked over to the kitchen. He stopped in his track as he found Jimin casually sitting there over the kitchen counter with a knife dancing between his fingers and some crimson coated over his lips. He licked it off his lips and hopped off the counter to walk over to Jungkook.

Jungkook blinked as he tried to comprehend the situation and saw Jimin sexily leaning over the wall beside him.

"What are you..,"

"Let's fuck, Jungkook." He dropped the bomb and Jungkook choked.

"Wh...what?" Jungkook stuttered as he stepped back.

"I know your intentions, Jungkook." Jimin smiled as walked slowly towards the male swaying his hips.

"Wh...what kind of intentions?" Jungkook gulped as he was close to hitting his back into the wall.

Jimin moistened his lips with his tongue as stepped closer, tucking his finger under Jungkook's collar and pulling him close, "You were deliberately trying to approach me. Isn't it because you like me and want to fuck me?"

"I..," Jungkook flushed pink.

"Where do you want to fuck me? Kitchen, my room, or...your room?" Jimin smiled slyly with his eyes turning dark and that's when it clicked to Jungkook.

"No!" He blurted.

"Hmm?" Jimin acted confused.

"N...not my room-"

"Why not, baby? I am bored with my room. Let's have fun in yours. Plus, there is no one else in the house. What are you scared about?" Jimin's smile widened as he watched Jungkook's skin turn pale. He quickly leaned closer to Jungkook's ear, "The one who did stay in your room is no more."

Jungkook's face turned pale as the words hammered in his ears. He pushed Jimin out of the way and rushed towards his room. Jimin rolled his eyes and ran behind the younger to pull him by his arm.

Jungkook fought back and freed his arm to run toward his room. Jimin kicked the male's knee dropping him to his knees.

"I wasn't done talking, bitch!" Jimin howled as he pulled the male by his collar.

"Let me go!" Jungkook screamed and punched the older. He tried to crawl towards his room but Jimin was quick to pull him by his leg and got on top of him.

"In your dreams, freak!" He retorted and then punched with his fist kissing Jungkook's cheek.

"Argh!" Jungkook violently pushed Jimin to the floor with his hands almost choking the fuck out of him.

"I am-going to-kill...you," Jimin managed to utter even with the pressure around his neck.

"What did you do to him!" Jungkook spat with tears rolling down his cheeks.

"I drank his blood, bitch!" Jimin choked with his hands trembling as the pressure was too high turning it difficult to breathe.

"Papa," a small voice muffled from the corner and Jungkook's eyes snapped in that direction. He quickly let go of Jimin and ran towards the boy leaving a violently coughing Jimin behind.

Jungkook kneeled over the floor and pulled the boy into his arms with a wave of relief brushing against his heart, "I was so scared."

"Why, though?" The boy asked as he slowly patted the Jungkook's back.

"I thought something happened to you." Jungkook held him close almost burying the boy in his chest and tears still ran down his cheeks.

"I had so much fun today, Papa. I played games on his computer, Papa." The boy explained and tapped his hand on either side of Jungkook to let him breathe because he was practically squeezed.

"Wait, what?" Jungkook held the boy's shoulders.

"Yes! And he also gave me snacks to eat. You always deny me because they are junk food but he said they are a lifeline, bitch!" The boy clapped his hands together in excitement.

"Where...did you learn to cuss?"

"Huh? What is a cuss, Papa?" The boy slightly tilted his head with a pout.

Jimin, on the other hand, lifted himself off the floor. He cracked his neck and rubbed his hand over his neck to relieve it. He coughed a few times with his back facing the duo.

Jungkook gulped as he walked toward the tiny male who sat there silently, "I...am sorry."

"Why did you hide him?" Jimin asked in a monotone not daring to look at the Jungkook.

"The owners won't let me in because I had him with me. They needed proof that he is mine and I don't have the documents currently. Plus, I was short on cash to pay for the two-"

"I ain't asking for your shitty sad tale, fucker. Why did you hide him from me?" Jimin asked again glaring at the male.

"I...thought you wouldn't let me stay and would snitch to the owner and this was the last house I could find in the middle of the night," Jungkook answered honestly.

Jimin scoffed and got off the floor, patting the dust off his pants, "I can do that even now. Don't you think?" He tried to walk towards the entrance.

"But the real question is...will you?" Jungkook blocked his way with his doe eyes taking in Jimin's expressions.

"Does he go to school?" Jimin asked.

"I am looking for a daycare-"

"Your number." Jimin cut him off.

"Huh?" Jungkook gave a perplexed look.

"Your number, Jungkook." Jimin pulled his phone out and waited for the other to respond.

"Wh...why?" Jungkook gulped.

"I don't want to wipe the boog out of that toddler's face when you aren't at home. I will torture the fuck out of you by calling you hundreds of times to run back home. Is that reason enough?" Jimin said, raising an eyebrow.

Jungkook smiled in satisfaction and quickly nodded before saying his number. Jimin quickly typed over his phone and spent another minute to figure out something. Once he was done, he quickly pressed the send button.

Ting!

Jungkook pulled open his phone to see two notifications on the top.

"They are a list of daycare centers in the neighborhood plus the money you would need to get him admitted. Don't go around on foot to search for something that can be done through your phone, you un-updated asshole!" Jimin pushed Jungkook out of his way and walked over to his room to shut the door behind him harshly.

He sighed and slid down the door with the phone swinging between his fingers.

Such an asshole!

There go my savings, argh! Jimin mumbled to himself and banged his fists over the floor.

A/n:- Now, where are the kids who said Jungkook is the killer!

What is the name of the Jungkook's son?

Also, did you understand why Jungkook was there in the middle of night with a huge bag with him?

Also, Jimin turned out to be something unexpected. Didn't he?

The user has asked for a personal meet.

Wait! If Jungkook isn't the killer, then who is!!!

Kim Taehyung has been too silent lately. Don't you think?

Will he let Jimin live because he handed the money to Jungkook leaving him penniless again.

Is it interesting?

Love you, kids.

Maddie🙂❤️