" hello, everyone. I'm Jeon Jungkook, son of the founder of Jeon corp., and heir to the company. My father told me it wasn't necessary to do the introductions myself " he turned to his father, then looked back at the cameras and cracked a little smile.

" but I'd rather it happen now, than have the media do it for me in ways I might or might not like" the crowd laughed and gradually went silent again.

" I wanted to talk about a few things that might resurface now that I'm about to be much more famous" he chuckled " yes, I was once accused of a horrible crime. I was 18 years old, in high school, all the evidence was against me and I could only swear that I didn't do it. Nobody listened of course and I was sent to jail. Prison, at 18. It was one of the two lowest points of my life. However, a year later, the case was reopened and I was found innocent, they had discovered I was indeed being framed and that I had nothing to do with any of it. So please, and I'm talking to the press now, feel free to speak about this but don't twist the facts"

Jungkook was about to bring up another matter related to the company, but a reporter beat him to it.

" excuse me sir, you said one of the two lowest points of your life? " he asked and everybody turned to him, giving him a judgemental look. Jungkook stared at the young man, his eyebrows slowly knitting.

" it's a very personal matter, and I'm afraid I won't answer directly, but it brings me to my next point. I'm not seeing anyone, and won't be seeing anyone, so don't be coming up with relationships of your own, thank you" he pointed out, feeling himself calm down.

On the other side of the screen, Park Jimin trembled at the sight of him. He stood in the waiting room and slowly made his way closer to the TV. He stared at him speak and smile from time to time, then regain composure like he did best.

" Jimin! What are you doing? " Taehyung said, walking inside and looking at the post as well.

He recognized that face, of course he did. He hated Jungkook with his gut knowing he had something to do with his bestfriend's suicide attempt. He turned to the shorter and watched his expression morph from shock to relief, and maybe even longing.

" let's go, we're starting soon " he tried to drag Jimin away but the said man only resisted.

" what are you doing watching some random rich kid talk about his family's business " he breathed and it seemed to pull jimin out of his trance, he chuckled awkwardly and shook his head.

" rich kids are taking over aren't they " he pushed his hair back and went back to the stage.

He felt nervous the whole time. Reminiscing the look he had on his face, speaking in all seriousness and staying confident no matter what words he said. He matured greatly these past couple of years, jimin realized. He wasn't the little heartbroken boy no more, he was a man, and he didn't fail to show it.

Jimin was speaking on the phone and as always, Taehyung listened. He listened to the conversation and clenched his fist. Once again Jimin was meeting someone and he wasn't thrilled about it, especially if it was probably jungkook again. He knows how jimin had been meeting with a man, someone he frequently talked to, and was almost sure it was his kidnapper. What taehyung was aiming for was to pull them apart from each other, and he will try his best, even if it takes setting jimin up with someone else or even himself.

" I'll see you tonight? Yeah I saw you earlier during rehearsals, can't wait " he said through the speaker and taehyung decided he'd had enough. He barged into the room and acted as if nothing happened. He hooked an arm around the other's shoulders making Jimin end the phone call, then sighed.

" jiminie let's go drinking tonight " he announced and the other shook his head.

" I have plans tae. I've cancelled many of them before for you, but this time I really can't " he apologized but tae was having none of it, he had to stop them from seeing each other again, it was toxic. Jimin was going to get hurt, if not already so, and he couldn't afford having his suicidal best friend out of control, not again.

" who is it you're seeing? Someone important perhaps? " he inquired, hoping Jimin would be honest and tell him exactly what had been going on between him and Jungkook. He only knew of the abduction and the suicide, but he could make out the fact that Jimin had fallen in love from the time when he fantasized about his "kookie", then explicitly heard their confessions on that day at the hospital. They were supposed to never meet again, but taehyung assumed they sort of relapsed, with the number of times jimin would speak to one specific person and meet them more than twice a week.

" not important per se, just someone who helps me with some stuff " Jimin casually answered and taehyung rolled his eyes.

" I can help you, you don't have to go to strangers, what is it? " taehyung pushed, aware of the shift in atmosphere. Jimin was getting annoyed at his behaviour, he always tried to spend the most time with him and never let him go out and enjoy his own life anymore.

" seriously tae, what is this about? You have become a lot more clingy to me recently. I'm sorry if it came out harsh, but you have to let me have my private life you know, okay babe? " jimin confronted, clearly done with taehyung, who in turn wasn't phased by the outburst at all. He honestly expected it at some point, because he knew just how obnoxious he was being, but he had no intention to stop.

" I'm feeling down jiminie... I was hoping I could get my mind off of things without looking like a loser alone in the bar... But it's okay I guess you have things to do- "

" Hey, hey baby no, I'll go with you. I'm sorry I didn't see past my own desires to realize you were hurting " Jimin apologized, cupping tae's face and pulling him to a warm hug, and taehyung almost felt bad. He almost felt bad for playing with his best friend's emotions, knowing just how affectionate he can be and using it for his own goals, but he'd rather do this than have him dead in a random apartment in china.

" thank you jiminie " He simply replied and left the room, standing closely behind the cracked door, and observing jimin's following actions. He watched as he pulled his phone and called the person a second time, cancelling their plans and sighing. Jimin laid back on his bed and pulled his phone up, that way taehyung had a great view of what he was looking at. 

Jimin went to his browser, and hesitated for a few minutes before typing the name of the man he'd seen on TV a few hours ago. He looked at all the articles about him and smiled, glad that the response was positive to everything he'd said. He then decided to go look at his pictures and found himself scrolling endlessly. His screen was filled with the younger's face and he was surprised that the latter had such a large exposure despite having been introduced only today. 

He missed him, a lot. Jimin missed everything about him. His eyes, his smile, his warm arms and chest. His tongue, his fingers, the way he could work him in ways nobody else did. He missed the way he made him squirm in want and need as he fucked him reckless. He suddenly let the phone fall on the bed, and dragged his hand slowly to his crotch area. Taehyung felt his cheeks heat up, knowing the turn the situation was taking, and quickly left to give him his privacy.

Jimin sighed at the thought of the younger being with him in that room, kissing him all over and making him burn in desire. He palmed himself over his pants a few more time before stopping, and deciding to take a shower. He walked to the bathroom and opened the tap, quickly stripping himself of the layers of clothing and standing under the water. He brushed his wet hair back with both of his hands, and let the water rain on his face and chest.

He leaned forward and supported his weight with a hand laying flat against the wall, then used his other one to rub on his manhood. Reminiscing jungkook's look when he makes his mind to take him during one of those wild nights, he curled his fingered and started moving on himself. He sighed shakily when he purposefully dug his thumb in his slit, letting pre-cum ooze out freely. Jungkook's voice ringing in his ears, whispering all sorts of dirty words, from degrading him to listing all the things he would love to do to him. 

I'm gonna fuck you so hard baby. He lets out a strangled moan and butts his forehead on the wall, his fist working faster and faster. I'll fill you up so good. He bites his lips, knowing exactly in which compromising position he was seeing them. Look at me when I reck you. He almost feels the slap on his cheek and fingers deep in his mouth. You're such a slut for me, look at you being a mess for my dick. He feels himself closer to his release, letting his demons take complete control over his actions as he used his free hand to grab on his own neck then move up to his open lips and reproduce Jungkook's actions. You're perfect, so beautiful, and mine. He comes with a loud whimper, riding his high and watching himself spill on the marble. Taking some time to calm down, he sat back on the tub and decided to turn it into a bath.

He just laid down, waiting for the tub to fill up before closing the tap and pouring some shower gel in. He was looking up a the ceiling, with a blank mind for most of it, until he felt warm tear fall down his face. His breath started getting uneven, and soon enough, he was fully sobbing. Using his hand to cover his face, he cried and sunk further down, barely noticing the water spill from the edges at his movements. He sniffed and finally opened his eyes again when he felt himself calm down. 

I love you. I need you. I can't ignore it anymore.

That night Jimin went to the bar, but wasn't once trying to comfort taehyung for whatever he  thinks he was going through. He only cared to get himself hammered and stop thinking of the young man haunting his single and every thought. He paid for his drink to be spiked and barely could make out people's faces by the end of the night. He danced and got slutty, wanting someone to take him home and touch him so that he'd imagine jungkook instead and stop fantasizing over him already. He just wanted to get fucked up, maybe put himself in harm's way so that he'd blame and hate jungkook for it. 

He was just too lost and too in love to think of himself. He made it a point to forget about the man, but it was all resurfacing in the worst way he could fathom. Initially, he'd wanted to hook up with people and empty his frustration on them, but it all ended up backlashing when he realized that no one would be able to make him feel the way jungkook did, and amplified his longing for the younger. He wanted to forget the unforgettable.

He woke up in a random bed, the bed of a stranger. He ignored his hangover, and left the apartment, not even looking at his partner for the night. He wasn't worried about word leaking, saying someone slept with the idol Park Jimin because he knew everybody in that place was out of their damned minds anyway. Unlocking the door to the dorm, he assumed everybody was still asleep and quickly washed up then headed to the studio, the only place that could clear his head, after the club.

He played the music and felt himself unravel in the large space, moving his body to the rhythm, twisting and rolling, jumping and turning. Trying to let out his bottled up feelings and create his own art, having one face in his mind. A single person standing ahead of him and watching him with his fiery eyes. Looking down on him from a slightly elevated platform, wearing velvet and gold, he was watching him from his throne. Jimin was lost in his world. A world where he only lived for the man sitting in that grand chair, with his sceptre tightly locked in his fist. A world where they were each other's, one where nothing could break them apart.

Jimin collapsed on his knees. His body failed him as he started feeling the comedown of the drug he consumed last night. He felt the withdrawal wash him over with dysphoria, destroying him more than he was already. He crawled to the corner of the room and pulled his knees to his chest, then quickly enough fell asleep.

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Hello! I know I said I would update a couple of days after last time, but I wanted to write something good and not rush it as I could have done. I hope you understand.

What do you think about Jimin, taehyung, and jungkook's behavior and feelings in this chapter? don't hesitate to comment about the events!

- Aida -