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You furrow your brows.

Why is he suddenly agreeing to be your assistant? Suspicious. He literally just bid you a forever farewell.

"You declined the offer, if I remember it right," Yoongi adds before his eyes find yours,

"Y/n, Hyung Sik is a good guy among all of us. He will definitely keep you entertained as well. Actually SeoJoon was supposed to be your bodyguard but he wouldn't be as chill as this guy is. Be good to him as well, because I can't loose a good gunman." Yoongi adds, "It's very late now, you should have your dinner. Feel free to order around the workers here, the whole mansion is yours, don't forget it. Don't forget who you are, y/n, but, I'll also wish that you don't forget who you used to be," You sighed, nodding at him while quietly appreciating the fact that he doesn't go around calling you Min.

He glances at Jimin, "Jimin, how about you go and make sure her room is well cleaned? I don't want her stumbling across your used c0nd0ms or your underwears."

You and your bodyguard cough in unison at that.

Jimin groans, "I have already vacated my room. I- I mean Min's room. It's being deep cleaned right now."

While their conversation goes on, your eyes catch a glimpse of Yoongi's watch, glistening in the night so prettily. Then you notice the time, it's 3AM already. Damn.

You make a mental note to habituate yourself with the passing time, to realise that it's not your dark room anymore. That time actually keeps going on, it's not something still.

Being with your stepmother for those 5-6 years felt like forever. Felt like time never passes, as if it's something always still. Day-night, sunrise-sunset, breakfast-dinner, waking up-going to sleep, and so much more things, it's all time based.

"Seems like your eyes are finally able to shine for right things, y/n," Yoongi chuckles as he removes his watch off his wrist, grabbing yours and snapping the clip around your wrist, you swiftly look up at him in protest, but he presses his index finger over your lips before leaning closer and whispering in your ear,

"Don't let the shine in your eyes go away again. I know you aren't Min, well, technically. I know you're just her body and you barely have any memories." Your eyes widen the slightest at his words, he knows you didn't just suddenly shapeshift into another personality or something.

He reaches out to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear as he continues, "Yet, you are not an empty shell for me, y/n. You never were. If you ever find my Min troubling you in your mind, go to the office you used to own, grab a hockey stick and wreck the whole table there down. It will help you ease your mind, hm?" Yoongi pulls away, grinning.

You blink, deciphering his words and nodding it off.

"Keep the watch with you. There's an emergency button which will immediately alert all of us the moment you press it." He says while pointing at the little knob of the watch.

"I'm talking too much, but also remember that your bodyguard will be with you 24/7. Your return is a secret for now but if the word spreads out in the mafia world, everyone will start becoming crazy to have you dead again. Understood? There's no way I'm letting the past mistakes repeat, so, Hyung Sik will be with you all the damn. Literally. Even if you are bathing, he will turn his back and stand guard without invading your privacy, so please comply to this at least until you're strong enough to protect yourself. Am I understood?"

You find yourself rolling your eyes at the 'even if you are bathing' part.

He's annoying.

"Fine. I'm going in now." You answer.

"I will leave then, alright? Will you be okay with them? Or shall I stay? Wait. This is awkward. Nevermind. I won't stay even if you ask me to. I'm going, let's meet tomorrow morning for your lessons." Yoongi mentions before walking out of the mansion.

You sighed the moment he left. He's giving you an information dumb.

You also realise that it's only humane to show expressions. To speak and do what you want. That it's nothing wrong.

It's nothing wrong to use your facial muscles. No one's going to hit your soul off just for smiling or showing any sort of negative expression on your face. Not anymore.

You find yourself smiling. Smiling at the fact that your senses are actually starting to work. That you've started to talk to yourself better, much often and especially so frankly.

All the things that bitchy women ever taught you to discipline you was all bullshit. It was all taboos to keep you from realising that you were a victim. That you weren't guilty of anything, neither of your existence nor of your individuality.

"Umm, my legs are starting to hurt, y/n. Can we like, sit somewhere?" Your bodyguard breaks off your trail of thoughts.

Both the men didn't move from their place until you did.

"Uh, what should I call you, Mr. Bodyguard?" You ask while walking in, entering the dining area. Jimin and Hyung Sik follow right behind.

"The one you used sounds like a good enough nickname," Hyung Sik chuckles, "Are you comfortable with me calling you Y/n? Or shall I address you as," he leans into a bowing position, looking up at you and winking,

"My highness?"

You chuckle and shake your head at his goofiness. He's cute.

"Y/n sounds like a good enough nickname, Mr. Bodyguard, or, shall I call you hyung," you give a deliberate pause, ". . .Sik?"

He stands up straight, gasping dramatically at that,
"Are you already brother zoning me, your highness?" He presses his palm on his chest,
"Don't punish me so harshly. Only a dumb guy would want to get bro zoned by a beautiful lady like you!"

You scrunch your nose at that,
"Enough. Let's go eat. I'm probably surviving off those IV or whatever until now."

Both of you bring your attention back at the dining table, only to find Jimin gritting his teeth and aggressively cutting the steak into pieces while sitting at the grand chair of the table.

Hyung Sik lifts an amused brow,
"May I ask why you're sitting at y/n's seat, Mr. Park Jimin?"

Jimin stops abruptly at that, realising that he sat there out of habit. Embarrassment fills his chest as he clears his throat and stands up, moving away.

"I was just . . ." he looks around before he continues, "Yes. I was cutting steak for her. Yes."

Hyung Sik scoffs at that, walking over and pulling the same chair for you,

"Here, y/n. Steak is the solution for all sorts of stress," he says while he ushers you to sit, watching you finally take your seat.

It definitely feels weird to sit here. It also surfaces a memory of him feeding you with his hands while having you sit on his lap.

You swiftly shake your head, looking back at him and anger takes over.

'You were just a fxckdoll.'

You scoff internally, then you scoff externally too because there's no need to hide back your emotions anymore.

You're switching your attention back to the delicacies in front of you and grabbing a piece of sushi while pushing the plate of steak in front of you towards Jimin, watching him glare at you in return.

The fxcking audacity.

"Mr. Bodyguard, you can eat with me. Take a seat, you said your legs hurt. Also, Ji-Jimin," Jimin's eyes meet yours for the slightest moment, "You don't need to be around all the time. You can eat at a different space with your own choice of food whenever you wish to. You can also choose your working hours. Let me know when you'd start and end your day here."

"Wow, you're such a kind boss, y/n," Hyung Sik comments.

You watch Jimin bite his lower lip in anger as he sits right beside you, grabbing the plate of steak he apparently pieced up for you,

"Min, your memories are yet to recover, Indeed. Take your time. I will remind you, when we worked together, you wanted me around 24/7. I wasn't officially your assistant back then, more like a sub leader or a . . .Anyway, an assistant is needed around 24/7 as well, especially because you need advices more than protection," he gives Hyung Sik a glare before looking back at you,
"I will stay in this house as long as this little bodyguard of yours is around. I'm going to stay in the room beside yours, just like the old days."

Uh huh? Is this how he is going to play?

You toss another sushi into your mouth, chewing and nodding at the subtle taste before you speak,

"Fine. If you want to continue things the way they were in the old days, I believe your tone is supposed to be much more gentle and much less dominating. Correct me if I'm wrong, because I'm not, loverboy."

Jimin's gaze instantly softens.

He's probably seeing me as Min again now. Annoying little loverboy. Tsk.

You don't let all this affect your already drowning appetite.

You continue to eat while sitting between two absolutely grown up men who are constantly staring, groaning and hitting each others toes under the table.

You punch the table in annoyance when they start cursing each other by lip sync.

"Guys, fxcking behave, or else I'm kicking both of you out of here." You groan, watching them clear their throats and focus back on eating.

"Y/n, this is probably your last late night snacking- well, dining. You need to be punctual with your eating and sleeping schedules from now on for your physical and mental health. I'm not saying this. Seok Jin asked me to convey this message to you." Hyung Sik informs and you nod in response. He's not wrong about that.

You notice how Jimin looks at you with a proud yet concerned look everytime your words are harsh or well, dominating. God knows what's going on in tha fucker's head. It was better if he left. He didn't stay behind for you, he stayed possibly because of your bodyguard and you need to figure out exactly why.

Is it possessiveness? Is it jealousy? Does he have bad blood with Hyung Sik?

You gulp down a glass of cold water. Sighing once done as you stand up.

Both stand up alongwith you. They were done much earlier than you yet stayed still possibly for you to finish.

"What now? Will you go to bed?" Hyung Sik asks.

"No. I've slept enough already. It's past 4 in the morning now," you glance at the watch Yoongi gave you, there's a slight fear that your nightmares will start the moment you sleep again.

You feel the dried tears on your face. The sweating and Rollercoaster of emotions your body and mind went through all day long.

"I'll take a bath. A good and peaceful one," you glance upstairs, knowing the way too well as you start climbing the stairs.

The moment you're away, Jimin is grabbing Hyung Sik's collar right after punching across his face,
"Why the fxck are you here? Go and handle your fxcking guns, why are you here!? Do you think Min is the kind of girl who'd like a flirtatious fxcker around her? Huh?"

Hyung Sik chuckles, pulling Jimin closer and bringing his lips near Jimin's earlobe, grinning as he whispers,

"Why? Are you scared that the love of your life will fall in love with me?"

Jimin's face fumes red with anger, the veins of his neck popping up as he groans, "How dare-"

"What's happening there?" You ask, watching both of them from the stairs all along.

Both the men swiftly pull away, fixing their faces and looking away.

"Was I interrupting your moment, guys?" You ask with a raised brow.

Hyung Sik lifts his hands in surrender,
"I'm as straight as spaghetti. I swear."

"Yeah. As straight as spaghetti until you're boiling hot," Jimin grins, swiftly pointing his finger at Hyung Sik, "why you were trying to kiss my earlobe?" He asks before glancing at you, his grin widening, "Y/n, I think he has a thing for handsome men-"

"Y/n! Did you just hear him call me boiling hot!? HE JUST CALLED ME HOT. EW. JIMIN. No homo bro-" Hyung Sik fires back, switching Jimin's grin into a scowl,

"YAH-"

You clench your fists at their bickering.

Are they seriously supposed to be a bodyguard and an assistant? Gosh.

You turn around and start walking away, catching their attention and making them swiftly climb the stairs, following you.

You enter the room, taking in a deep breathe and trying to not let any other memory resurface as you walk into the bathroom.

The moment you turn around to close the door, Hyung Sik stops you,
"I'm supposed to be with you, remember?"

You roll your eyes in annoyance, watching Jimin rushing and grabbing Hyung Sik's collar again,

"What the fxck is wrong with you? Do you think Min is the kind of girl who'd let just any fxcker watch her or even hear her bath!? Or let a bastard like you see her body? You don't deserve to even see her skin you-"

You grab Jimin's wrist which was about to throw another punch with your left hand.

"Who do you think you are to decide who sees my body or skin? It's my body and I will be the one deciding what I want and what I don't. You have lost your chance to make these decisions for me," you dig your nails into his flesh, glaring at him in pure hatred.

Jimin's eyes furrow in confusion before he scoffs,
"Yeah? You're telling me that you will take a bath, be all fxcking naked in the presence of a random man you just met!?"

Is he fxcking challenging me?

Does he think he still has any say over my body and mind?

"Yes. Yes, Jimin. You heard me loud and clear" you responded, smirking as you watch him freeze at your words.

You glance at Hyung Sik, gesturing him in with your eyes, "Get in."

Tossing Jimin's hand off, you walk in, reaching out to pull your top off and slide inside the bathtub which was surprisingly already filled with lukewarm water, bringing instant relief to your sore muscles.

You let yourself drown in, the water reaching your neck as you lean back on the edge of the bathtub, looking up only to find Hyung Sik standing with his back facing you and stopping Jimin from entering.

"Fine. He is here because he is your bodyguard, but he is also a man. In that case, to make sure that he doesn't try something dirty on you or lets his intrusive thoughts win, I'll stand guard right here as well," Jimin shouts from the door.

You push your hair back, giving him a glare, "What exactly is your damn problem, Jimin?" Hyung Sik hisses and tries to push him away again.

"The ring. You're still wearing it, Y/n. You're not totally Min yet, are you?" Jimin groans, "Don't let your filth touch my Min, Y/n! I swear-"

"Let him in, Mr. Bodyguard. Little loverboy is desperate for some attention."

A/n :-

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