"Thanks for letting me stay here Rose, I just can't handle staying with Taehyung," Jungkook sighs, sipping on his warm cup of tea, slouching into Rose's comfy apartment sofa. Rose looks at him with a smile, "it's my pleasure to have you stay here my Jungkookie," she says with a bow, giggling as Jungkook throws a pillow at her.

She dodges it, before picking it up and placing it back onto the sofa. "I'll be out of your hair in no time, I'm sure you love living here alone," Jungkook says, taking another gulp of his tea, "oh god Rose you make the best tea," he adds with a moan. Rose chuckles, "thanks darling...but no I've been meaning to start looking for a roommate so you can stay here as long as you want."

Jungkook places his mug down on the table beside the sofa, pulling his legs up to curl onto the sofa as he looks at Rose, who's sitting beside him, "why do you need a roommate all of a sudden?" he asks. She shrugs, "my landlords a mean old woman – I swear she's just jealous of my youth," she grins a little at Jungkook, "but no seriously, she upped the rent by a lot and I can't make the monthly payments by myself, hence the reason why I need a roommate."

Rose is silent for a moment. And so is Jungkook.

And then she gasps, mouth falling open in shock as she turns towards Jungkook, "I just had the greatest idea of my life! You should be my roommate!"

"Seriously? You'll get sick of me. Working together and living together...what will happen to our relationship?" Jungkook feigns a dramatic tone, eyes rolling back as he fakes fainting. Rose chuckles, slapping Jungkook's arm, "no I am dead serious! It'll be a great help since I already know you and trust you; I know you can make the monthly payments because we work the same salary."

Jungkook smiles, "well then, apartment hunting turned out easier than I thought. I wonder why people exaggerate that it's so difficult, I didn't even have to bat an eyelid," he says, a tone of fake ignorance in his voice. Rose laughs out loud, "shut up! It's only because you have the bestest, most hardworking, not to mention prettiest friend in the world. Don't be so ignorant," she says in reply. And Jungkook scoffs, "now who's being ignorant," he points out.

After a while, their laughter dies down, "so what are you doing to do about the Taehyung situation?" Rose asks, bringing up Taehyung. To which Jungkook shrugs, "I know for a fact that I'm going to have to start hitting the gym again," Jungkook says. He sighs when he sees the quizzical look on Rose's face, and goes to explain what Taehyung had told him about the previous night, leaving out certain bits like the fact that Jimin and Taehyung were involved before and after the divorce between the two of them.

"So that's why I am going to start hitting the gym, gotta practice beating anyones ass, who knows what type of people I'm going to meet because of Taehyung," Jungkook finishes off with a joke. But somewhere deep down inside, he knows that it isn't a joke. And that there's a possibility that he's going to be thrown into a world full of people and things that he's never seen before.

"And Taehyung just expects you to deal with it? To adjust simply because? What an asshole," Rose mumbles, looking at Jungkook. Jungkook merely nods, not really knowing what to say in reply. Rose takes this as a chance to continue, "I mean the man just told you he's knee deep in some mafia, gang, family shit and probably has killed a few bitches and involved in shit like drugs, money laundering and trafficking and then was like oh, but you just had to deal with it, is he ducking for real?" She rants out, finishing off by taking a deep breath, and then exhaling softly.

When she looks at Jungkook's wide eyes, her shoulders slump, and then she says, "I'm sorry...I just don't think you deserve all of this right now. God knows what your mind is currently going through, i probably wouldn't be able to understand it even if I tried; believe me, I am," she moves over, pulling Jungkook into her embrace, and he can only sigh in return, returning the hug he so desperately needed.

Jungkook feels his eyes burning, a lump in his throat but he doesn't allow himself to cry. He doesn't need to cry nor have time to cry. He just has to accept things as they were but it just felt so shitty that he was forced to do so, just accept things purely because. No reason given.

They pull away, and Jungkook slowly stands up, "I'm going to go bed now...thank god you have a spare bedroom," he says, picking up his empty mug and taking it to the kitchen area, placing it in the sink. Rose nods, "when I first moved in here I had the idea to turn into a red room, Christian Grey style...but something told me someone would need that room more than I did, and here we are two years later...thanks for stealing my red room bitch," she says bitterly, glaring at Jungkook playfully.

He shoves her and she stumbles into a wall with a thud, "ow you bitch don't do that," she hisses, rubbing her arm before pushing him back. Jungkook doesn't even move. "Go sleep idiot," he says, walking into his new bedroom. He hears a muffled, "fucking slut," come from Rose and he laughs loudly, before shutting his bedroom door softly.

He looks around.

It was nothing special, just a double bed, with a small wardrobe and vanity, and window facing the rest of the apartment blocks. But he didn't need anything special, just a place to share with someone he knew.

He sighs, and decides to give Taehyung a call, he picks up his phone, whilst sitting on the bed, calling Taehyung, hearing his phone dial for a second or two before it's picked up. Taehyung's smooth, "hello?" flows like honey into Jungkook's mind, and it seeps into his nerves making his heart race and pores open up.

Placing a hand on his beating heart, he says, "hey Taehyung..I was going to call earlier but I was so busy," Jungkook begins, his words sounding more like an excuse than it was the truth. But it was no lie, Jungkook had genuinely been busy.

His boss had been busting his ass all day because Jungkook's "too focused on other things," and he "can't rely on him because Jungkook's always going home midway throughout the day," – which was true, but Jungkook had his own reasons.

Nonetheless, he couldn't argue with his boss, and apologised a thousand times over, but to his asshole of a boss, it wasn't enough. So now, he had decided to work Jungkook ten times harder than he usually does, immediately making it harder for Jungkook to not be busy.

And then, upon telling Rose about his issue with Taehyung, he then had to use his half an hour lunch break to race over to Taehyung's apartment, pick up his stuff and then drop it off at Rose's and then finally drive back to work – he'd been on an empty stomach for hours until he finally was able to eat two cookies and a cup of water.

"Where are you?" Taehyung asks, and Jungkook can hear some rustling over the line, signalling that the older was home and moving around. Jungkook looks around himself, "I'm at Rose's," he says gently, lying down on the bed, his head hitting the pillow softly.

His limbs sighed in relief as his body stretched, one arm still bent with his phone next to his ear.

"When will you be back? I'm making some food right now, I know it's late but I got home from work later than expected," Taehyung explains with a whine. Jungkook smiles to himself, he can imagine the elder pouting, hair messy and tousled from the shower he had just had, wearing a matching pyjama set.

Jungkook's smile slightly falls when he replies, "that's the thing, I won't be back. Rose offered me to stay at her place so I guess I'll be roomies with her until I find my own place." The line is silent for a while, and Taehyung even stops moving around, before Jungkook hears a little, "oh."

Sighing, Jungkook sits up again, running a hand through his black hair, "it's for the best Taehyung. You and I, when we're together we don't make sense. There's too much going on right now and too much history between us, and away from us to even discuss what we are. We have to figure this out before we take whatever step is next," he says.

Taehyung doesn't say anything, before he finally replies to Jungkook, "you're right. I'm sorry that I tried forcing you to stay with me," he apologises, voice glum.

Jungkook shakes his head, even though he knows that Taehyung can not see him, "you didn't force me to do anything Tae," he says softly, "it's just difficult. Anyways, what are you having for dinner," Jungkook tries changing the subject, and Taehyung catches on to that.

"Nothing big, just some rice...kimbap – listen I was going to talk to you about this tonight but seeing as...you're over there, I might as well say it while I've got you," Taehyung says, dropping his act of interest in whatever their conversation was about. He spoke quick, and agile, too quick. And it made Jungkook oddly suspicious.

Slowly but surely Jungkook replies, "about what?"

Taehyung starts to rustle again, moving around. Jungkook hears the opening of his fridge, the closing of a cutlery draw, plates being put down – Taehyung was cooking.

He then begins to explain, "you know that I told you I'm heavily involved with the mafia. Well, it's dangerous. Dangerous to me, and the people around me too. And I want to keep you, and the others as safe as possible," Taehyung pauses, and waits for a reply from Jungkook.

Jungkook is as confused as ever, "okay? I know that already."

Taehyung sighs, "but I won't be able to protect you at all times, so that means you must protect yourself." Jungkook chuckles, laying back down on the bed, "don't worry. If someone wants to come at me, I'll fight their weak asses. I do boxing."

"Well that isn't enough Jungkook. If these people figure out who you are and what you mean to me, they'll come at you with weapons, with drugs and with everything they can to harm you; possibly the others too."

Jungkook's smile falls at these words from Taehyung, and as he rolls over to face the other side, he asks quietly, "so what does that mean? What do you want me to do?"

Taehyung's rustling stops for a moment or two, before it continues again, and Jungkook can hear Taehyung chopping some vegetables on his chopping board. "When Jin comes back to me with the news of a secure team and headquarters, I want to sit everyone down and tell them. To be fair, the only person left to tell is Namjoon because I'm assuming you've already told Rose," Taehyung says. Jungkook blushes in embarrassment, but doesn't say anything to his ex husband.

"Once we tell Namjoon, I want you to all begin to train with my team. Call it self defence."

Jungkook scoffs lightly, "we can do that elsewhere. We don't need to be involved with the mafia, Kim." Taehyung kisses his teeth, "oh darling," he purrs in response to Jungkook's sass, "by knowing me, you already are."

Jungkook blushes at hearing the deep tone of Taehyung's, as little drops of arousal flicker to his stomach, and he presses his thighs together to control himself.

Changing the subject, before he embarrassed himself further, "so what does this self-defence involve?" Taehyung's voice is raspier when he replies, and Jungkook can no longer hear rustling which meant only one thing – Taehyung was turned on too.

"Fighting, shooting a gun, throwing knives. The generic shit Jungkook. I just want you guys to know how to protect yourselves if the time ever comes when you need too," he says, voice hoarse.

Knowing that Taehyung was just as turned on as he was, it made Jungkook feel excited. His grin wide as he decides to fuck around with the elder a little bit, "can you imagine me holding a gun?" He says innocently, trying to make it seem like he was casual, "I'm totally going to show up to these sessions like cat woman, all leather, dark smudged makeup. Definitely something that shows off my thighs and ass, I want to be fucked so hard."

Jungkook hears a dry gulp from across the line, "what did you just say?" Taehyung's voice is deep, low and almost daring.

The younger giggles, "I said, I'm going to look hard as fuck," once again the line goes silent, and Jungkook grins.

Taehyung exhales, and then goes back to cooking. Jungkook frowns at this man's self control, and then says, "you're cooking right? When are you going to finish? Are you close?"

And Jungkook almost bursts into a fit of giggles when he hears Taehyung choke.

Taehyung grumbles a little under his breath before he says, "you think I don't know what you're doing?" he rather tells Jungkook than asking him, voice deadly low, almost warning Jungkook. Jungkook smiles to himself, "what am I doing?" He asks innocently, voice sweet like it's liquid sugar.

"You think you know how to affect me, darling, I know that you love this just as much as I do. I know that your thighs are clenched together uncomfortably, and that your nipples are perked up in attention at the mere sound of my voice," he taunts.

Jungkook gulps. Fuck.

This wasn't part of the plan.

"You're so cocky Tae," Jungkook purrs, "what makes you think that I'm not just sitting here bored out of my mind and you're well..." he trails off cheekily. Taehyung laughs, a loud boisterous laugh, and it makes Jungkook's heart speed up three times it's pace.

"Judging by the way you were sprawled on my office desk, I'd say that it's not cockiness but rather the truth," he whispers.

And for a moment, Jungkook is truly shocked for words. Did Taehyung really just-

"Oh?"

Jungkook's voice is meek. Taehyung's got him. He knows it. That's so unfair. What the fuck. Jungkook's mind goes into panic mode as he struggles to come up with a response.

"Cat got your tongue?"

Jungkook just knows that Taehyung's standing against his kitchen counter, all smug and shit, and it boils his blood.

"Let me ask you something," Jungkook says boldly. Taehyung's smirk is visible in his words, "ask away."

Jungkook sits up, "do you still like being called master, daddy?" He slightly moans these words, breathy and light as he smirks, hearing Taehyung's deep breath. "Do you still like tying people to the bed, handcuffing them, I mean I remember the way you said I looked tied to our bed. Bruised, wet, fucked out. Are you still into all of that...master?"

"Jungkook," Taehyung warns, his voice lowering an octave, deadly, deep and guttural.

"Oh, you still are a freak in the sheets. Who knew?"

Taehyung clears his throat, "as far as I remember, you're a sucker for being fucked deep into the sheets. You'd beg to get bent over my lap and spanked till you couldn't form your words, do you remember that? You're being a brat, would you like to get spanked right now?"

Jungkook doesn't answer, his throat oddly dry.

His skin feels prickly and tingly, and he feels hot. Way too hot than he should be feeling.

He feels the arousal dip deeper than his stomach, cock growing hard at Taehyung's words. This definitely was not a part of the plan he had, but now it was becoming part of it. That's how much power Taehyung had over the man.

"Tae..."

"Answer me Jungkook," he doesn't raise his voice, yell...and his tone isn't even sharp. But the mere dominance, steadiness in his words makes Jungkook want to submit. And Jungkook felt embarrassed, the way his body reacted to simply hearing Taehyung's voice, and the fact that Taehyung knew that he had some sort of control over Jungkook: fuck it was such a turn on.

Jungkook mewls quietly, holding his phone close to his ear, wanting to reach into the phone and suddenly be with Taehyung, even though he knew the chances of that were zero to none, impossible.

"I need a yes or no answer my Jungkook, although your whine pretty much answered me," Taehyung says smoothly.

My Jungkook.

Jungkook wishes he could see the hot smirk dancing on Taehyung's lips, his darkened eyes, sharp jaw. He wishes he could feel Taehyung's hands on his body, but most of all, he wishes he could drive Taehyung just as crazy.

"Yes," he whispers softly.

Taehyung groans a little through the line.

"Do you want me to touch you?"

Jungkook shivers, "yes."

Taehyung breaths out a little, breath slightly shaky before he covers it up, "tell me, Jungkook...my sweet," he whispers, the pet names making Jungkook's back arch upwards, hands trailing down his stomach to feel his how completely hardened cock, "are you hard my darling?"

Jungkook moans quietly, biting his lip to suppress it, "yes, so hard," he breathes out, palming himself.

It had been so long since he was this turned on, this horny. And it was all because of his ex husband.

"What are you doing to yourself right now?" Taehyung's voice is husky, low, and he lets out a deep breath. "I'm touching myself," Jungkook moans, hands dipping into his trousers to grip his cock, stroking himself up and down. He moans lowly, and so does Taehyung. He wonders, is Taehyung doing the same?

"Do you wish it was me? Touching you?"

Instead of an answer, Jungkook moans out, stroking himself faster and faster. His eyes are clamped shut as he imagines it's Taehyung that's doing this to him, the older's large hands cupped around his cock. "Tae!" Jungkook moans out, head being thrown back as he feels his shaft up and down.

"Focus on your tip, press your thumb into your slit," Taehyung orders with a grunt, and Jungkook too can hear fapping noises over the phone.

He guesses Taehyung's idea to cook was long gone.

Jungkook does so, pressing his thumb into his slit harshly, and he bites his lip to suppress a squeal. Taehyung moans lowly hearing the noises that Jungkook was making, "stroke yourself slowly darling, feel every inch of yourself," he says.

And once again Jungkook listens, and then he felt it, the arousal reaching the tipping point. But he couldn't quite grasp it yet, he needed something. He needed Taehyung.

"Fuck Jungkook," Taehyung moans, Jungkook hearing the older move his hands faster. Jungkook does the same, and then timidly moans, "Tae- ah, I'm close!"

Taehyung chuckles darkly, "of course my darling, how could I forget. You want my permission. Does my baby want to cum?"

Taehyung's dirty talking makes Jungkook cry out, tears rolling down his cheeks as he grows tired of waiting. He needs to cum.

"Yes! Yes, I want to c-cum," he hiccups, still stroking himself, thrusting upwards slightly to meet the pace of his hands. Taehyung grunts, "oh darling," he moans, louder than before, "I'm close," he whispers. Jungkook nods even though Taehyung cannot see him.

"Cum for me my baby,"

And that's all Jungkook needs to hear to finally release. He throws his head further back into the pillow, legs spread wide, thighs shaking.

Why was his orgasm so strong? All he did was jerk off..was it because of Taehyung?

All around him, he heard white noise, struggling to come down from his high, eyes teary and glazed. He shook in little spasms, and he struggled to float down back into reality; he's out of this world.

That is until he hears, "are you there my baby?"

Taehyung's voice guided him back to reality, and Jungkook blinks a couple of times to get used to his surroundings. He clears his throat, "y-yeah," he says, voice hoarse from the moaning.

"How do you feel?"

Jungkook smiles. Giddy and satisfied, he almost felt loopy. His body tired out but still sensitive as he breaths out, "good...really good." Taehyung is silent for a while, and Jungkook grows confused for a moment, but then Taehyung says something that makes Jungkook almost grow hard once more.

"Good boy," he whispers.

Jungkook's eyes grow wide.

Before he can say anything, Taehyung says, "get some rest now baby, your body must be tired out." And Jungkook can't argue with him – his body did feel tired.

"Goodnight Taehyung," Jungkook says quietly, wishing that he was laying next to Taehyung.

"Goodnight Koo."

—

A week goes by.

A full seven days, and Taehyung had not seen or heard from Jungkook since they had that...wild phone call with each other.

Taehyung runs a hand through his black hair, opening his front door. "Hey baby bro," Seokjin enters Taehyung's apartment, smiling at the younger as he walks past, into the living room area. "Nice place," he says, looking around as he flops against the sofa, he stretches his limbs out with a moan before saying, "but I've got an even better place for you."

Closing his front door, Taehyung walks over, and stands in front of Jin before he, himself takes a seat, getting comfortable next to his brother. "Oh yeah? And where's that?" Taehyung asks, glancing at Jin from the corner of his eyes. Jin then sits up, "I've got a place for headquarters. Where our men can stay, you too and anyone that you want protected and safe. It's in the country sides, and it's remote – doesn't even look like it's habitable."

Taehyung smirks, lips raising, "and the team?"

Jin stands up, walking over to the kitchen, and Taehyung hears the older open his fridge, before it shuts and he walks back over with two beer bottles in his hands. He gives one to Taehyung, to which he accepts but places down in front of him on the glass table – he doesn't want to drink.

"Looks like you have some loyal men Taehyung, I reached as many as I could and gathered predominantly the old team...some new comers though, I hope you don't mind."

Shaking his head, Taehyung chuckles, "no that's fine by me Jin. Are all the men at the headquarters? I want them training immediately. We have much to do," he says, eyes darkening at the thought. Jin smirks too, proud to see Taehyung gain his power back, he slaps Taehyung on the back, "I'm one step ahead of you Taehyung, everyone's already there; you're the only one yet to come."

Taehyung watches, and smiles gratefully at Jin, "I have a couple of loose ends that I need to tie over here and then I can move there. I'm not giving up this apartment up though. This is an easy front...a coverup."

Jin nods, and before he can say something, he hears the door knock, "who's that?" He asks in concern, "are you expecting anybody," he also adds. Taehyung shakes his head, brows furrowing, "no..." he says, mildly confused as he stands up. Jin stands up too.

And as Taehyung walks forward, he creeps behind his brother, fingers reaching towards his back, lifting his shirt to grip the gun holstered behind him – call him paranoid.

Taehyung's fingers grasp the doorknob, and he pulls open the door.

"Oh."

Hoseok smiles warmly at Taehyung, "hey! Sorry for not calling, I'm in a rush, so I just decided to come up," he says, pushing past Taehyung.

He pauses when he sees, "Jin?"

"Hobi," Jin breathes out, pulling Hoseok into a tight embrace. Hoseok chuckles, pulling Jin in closer. Jin holds Hoseok's nape, before the two pull away to look at one another.

"Is it me or are you two weenies about to cry over each other," Taehyung fake gags, closing his door softly. He walks past the two into his kitchen, walking lazily, stretching upwards slightly, shirt lifting.

Hoseok rolls his eyes, "shut it pussy fart," he snaps, before he smiles at Jin. "Long time no see Jinnie," he says, throwing an arm around Jin's shoulders as he guides himself and Jin towards the kitchen area, following after Taehyung.

"Wow," Taehyung drawls out at Hoseok's insult.

Jin laughs out loud, plump lips stretching into a smile.

"So what are you here for?" Taehyung asks, opening one of his cabinets to pull out three mugs. He places them on the counter before walking over to his tap to fill up his kettle, putting the water on boil.

"I need to ask a favour," Hoseok says, leaning against the counter.

Jin's eyes narrow, "the might Hoseok, asking for a favour...damn times really have changed," he says playfully. Hoseok only glances at Jin from the corner of his eyes before his eyes flutter back to Taehyung's, who's looking at him with a serious look.

The two knew that whatever they were going to talk about, was nothing to fuck around. Hoseok meant business, and so did Taehyung.

"Go on," Taehyung says, the only sound between the three males being the sound of the water boiling. Bubbling softly, getting louder and louder.

"That club, that Jimin used to work at, I tried looking into it but no one knows how to get in. It's secure, a tight knit of members – there's no way to get information about it without physically being a member or cutting someone's tongue out for the information," Hoseok explains.

Jin's eyes brighten, as he places both of his elbows on the marble counter, leaning forward, face resting on his hands, "ooh, that seems like a job Hobi would be willing to do..." when Jin sees that no one is giving him the time of the day he sighs, and stands up straight, "no? Alright...tough crowd," he mumbles with a frown.

"So what? You reckon I should become a member? I can't just dive into it, I need to start making connections," Taehyung replies to Hoseok, glancing back at Jin before looking at Hoseok once more. Hoseok sighs, shaking his head, "I'm just saying it's going to be extremely hard to follow Jimin's footsteps because of the extreme privacy of this club,"

"Whoever works there, goes there – they want to stay well hidden. These people, they're socialites, and once you're in, you're in for life. So whatever this club is a cover up for, it's dark Taehyung. And Jimin was involved in it."

By now, the water in the kettle is bubbling crazily. The kettle shaking, water going crazy, kettle hissing and making noises.

Taehyung takes a deep breath.

"Well, that's just exactly what we have to find out. What's behind those damn doors."

Jin frowns, "wait...what club is it?" He asks. Hoseok shrugs, "it's this club. Called Orion, why? Dyou know anything about it?"

He shakes his head, "no..." he begins softly, "but I know someone who goes there, regularly."

"Who?"

"Remember Yeonjun? Son of the Choi Clan. Well his father is an active member there. But the only thing is, over the past few years his father has fallen sick and is practically on his deathbed, meaning Yeonjun has taken over. Taehyung if you make links with Yeonjun, you can get in," Jin explains.

The kettle finishes boiling with a pop sound.

Hoseok nods, "once his father fell sick, the clan immediately fell, not knowing what to do. Their leader was one of the best. But now it's growing, if you make this link while they're growing – we'll have an ally and an easy way in."

Taehyung closes his eyes, taking a deep breath, "I remember Yeonjun," he says, "alright. Jin, I need to visit the main house, see the men, talk to everyone and then get me a meeting with Choi Yeonjun. It's time."

Taehyung grabs the kettle, holding it tightly in his hands. He pours the boiling hot water in each mug, quiet, thoughts stuck in his mind.

Hoseok watches as Taehyung stirs the coffee, adding sugar and then milk before handing the two of them their coffee. He takes the smallest sip before he placed the steamy mug down on the counter, looking up at Taehyung.

"So," he begins, "did you get a chance to look in on Jennie?"

"Jennie?" Jin asks confused, taking a sip from his coffee too.

Taehyung drinks his, and then explains, "she's my neighbour...but turns out she may be potentially linked with Jimin and his case, so that fucks things up for me," he groans. "I had a weird feeling about her. There was this time I was talking about Jimin and she talked about him like she knew him but I didn't think much of it," he says, sighing,

Hoseok picks up his mug, blowing softly before taking another sip of coffee, "she's suspicious. I'll look into her. It doesn't make sense how as soon as Jimin went missing she moved into the apartment block you live in, and she's your neighbour."

Jin frowns, "Dyou want me to get her out of the way? It'll be easy I swear," he says, quickly finishing his coffee, not really affected by the heat of it. Taehyung chuckles, shaking his head, "there's no need Jin."

"Well then, I'll gather intel on her too, and I'll report back to you," he says.

Taehyung nods, "I'm going to call Yoongi and visit the main house with him. I also need to talk to him about some things." Jin and Hoseok both ask, "about what?" at the same time.

"Jimin."

—

"Jin did a pretty good job at picking a remote area for the main house," Yoongi mumbles, looking at all of the trees zooming by as he and Taehyung drove through the narrow forest roads.

Taehyung chuckles, one hand on the steering wheel, the other holding the gear stick, he stares ahead before he glances at Yoongi, "so, I want to get to know Jimin's life after the divorce."

Yoongi also glances at Taehyung, "I'm pretty sure you already know how the first few months of Jimin's life went," grumbling a little. Taehyung sighs, "look I'm sorry about that."

"There's no need to apologise," Yoongi says, rolling down the car window. He pulls out a packet of cigarettes, taking a single one out before he lights it, placing the stick in between his lips, inhaling it. Taehyung glances at him once more, "but there's a need to explain, no?"

Yoongi exhales, blowing out the grey smoke from his lips, watching it dance in front of his eyes before the wind suck it out, he places his hand outside the window, ashing his cigarette before he looks at Taehyung, "to be honest, I'm not remotely interested in what happened between you and Jimin. All I know, is that it happened; Jimin and I ended. That's it."

Taehyung nods. He couldn't argue with Yoongi on that, those where the facts.

After a fleeting moment of silence between the two, Yoongi finally sighs, and says, "like I said before, after you and Jimin finally ended, he fell into a depression. He thought you and him were the drugged up versions of bonnie and Clyde really. He couldn't bare the idea that you left and were bettering your own life without him."

Taehyung wants to chuckle at that, "then why would he throw himself into the mafia if I was clearly leaving it?"

Yoongi shrugs taking another drag of his cigarette, "he thought you loved him. He thought that if he put himself in danger, you'd chase after him and save him."

"Well shit," Taehyung says, feeling oddly sad at these words.

Is that why Jimin put his life at risk by working for these lowlife mafias and businessmen without morals?

Yoongi leans his head against the headrest, flicking the cigarette out of the window as he rolls it back up, "but after a while he realised you were never coming back. And then he just loved it the way people treated him I mean," Yoongi explains, shaking his head in confusion, "he wanted it, he loved being someone's pet, on their arm, a trophy – I tried to get him out of it but he pushed me away. And then after a while I stopped chasing after him too," he finishes off with a small shrug.

Taehyung sighs, and then the two pull up to this gravelly road, no longer tar but sand and rocks, "it must be up further this way," Taehyung says, Yoongi nods.

They continue to drive, before Taehyung says, "Dyou know anyone who he worked for?" Yoongi scoffs, "worked for?" He repeats, "Jimin didn't work for them, he was their pet."

"Oh for fucks sake Jimin," Taehyung complains, cursing Jimin even though he wasn't there, "why would he do that?"

Yoongi shrugs, "you'd have to ask him to find out, it doesn't really make any sense as to why Jimin glorified that world. He chose to live that life, he wasn't forced to do it," he says.

Finally, the two pull up.

Yoongi's mouth drops open in shock as he stares at the large, run down looking building before him. "Oh my god," he mumbles, itching to go inside as Taehyung parks up. The two then get out of the car and walk towards the mansion.

"It looks like it's one gust of wind away from crumbling to its foundation," Taehyung says, hands in his trouser pockets as he walked forward. "It must look better on the inside, if it does well...hats off to Jin because this is fucking well hidden," Yoongi says, staring up.

Taehyung walks forward, gripping the rusted, gold handle, pushing the massive oak door forward with all of his strength. What used to be a beautiful auburn colour, was now covered with dust, cracked and very clearly old.

Once the door is successfully opened, Taehyung's eyes widen, the site before him is the complete opposite to the outside. The interior of the mansion looked so well done, majestic and modern and most of all, tidy.

With a foyer, and a grand spiralling staircase, Taehyung can only imagine what the rest of the house looks like.

"So...what first?"

Taehyung turns towards Yoongi with a smirk, "it's time to meet the men."

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Hey everyone!! Another update for you all, I am right on schedule with my updates, so that's got me happy!!

This week has been so tough being bullied by groups of boys but I am persevering!! Anyways, I'm so sorry to say that there won't be another update from me for a month. If you have seen my updating schedule that I posted then you will know that my exams start after this weekend and so I won't have time to update for a month!! (that's when I get a week break from my exams hehehe)

Anyways thanks so much for reading and I hope you have enjoyed this update!!
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