"Well, since New Year's Eve is soon, what should we do?" Taehyung inquires.

The group looks around at each other as they sit in a secluded room downstairs in the Jeon mansion. Prince was asleep against Jimin's chest as he combed through his hair with his fingers. Jimin had his feet on the couch, his feet tucked underneath him. He was wearing sweatpants and a hoodie as he hadn't left the house since the party.

"I think we should head to the club." Hye-jin offers as she picks at her nails.

"No, hoe, we should chill out and watch a movie!" Rosé complains.

"Ugh, I wanna get drunk though." Chung-ha rolls her eyes.

"What do you think, Jimin?" Seokjin turns to Jimin who was lost in thought as he stared into space, just rubbing Prince's hair.

"Huh?" He looked up and around at all the faces.

"We're talking about what we should do for New Years." Mani explains.

"Oh. I'm fine with whatever." Jimin nods as he looks down at Prince who's cheek is squished against his chest, his eyelashes resting on his cheeks, his pink lips slightly parted and his hair messy.

"Boo, Jimin! Contribute!" Mani huffs as she leans back against the couch, Liz next to her.

"Yeah! You always choose what we do." Taehyung nods as he leans against the couch as he sits on the ground between Liz's legs.

"Yeah well, let's try something different. You guys choose."

"No, that throws the group out of tradition." Liz shakes his head with his arms crossed.

Jimin rolls his eyes as the door to the room they were sitting in opened, revealing Namjoon.

"Hello?" He looks around at everyone before smirking at Seokjin who rolled his eyes.

"Hi." Jimin responds.

"Jungkook wanted to know where you put the head pain medication." Namjoon brought his attention back to Jimin who scoffed.

"I told him to lay off today. So, I hid the bottle and told him to finally get some proper sleep and drink some water."

"Well, he wanted to look over some papers-"

"Tell him I said no and he should be sleeping right now."

"But he really wants to get this done and he can't with the head pain. He can't stand up without seeing black." Namjoon explains with the shake of his head.

He wasn't in any position to tell his boss no and not to work.

"Plus, Jimin, I can't just-"

"Oh well." Jimin shrugged.

"Jimin, he could kill me." Namjoon expresses.

"You'll be missed." Liz sighs. "Once Minnie has his mind made up, there isn't much you can do."

Namjoon groans before leaving, shutting the door behind him.

"You sure do care a lot about this alpha." Rosé points out.

"Yeah yeah." Jimin mumbles as he lifts Prince so he's laying in a more comfortable position.

"You don't happen to, oh, I don't know, like him? Do you?" Hye-jin leans forward as does everyone else.

Jimin looks around at everyone.

"What? No. He may be a good looking guy but I don't like him."

"Well, maybe he likes you."

"I truly doubt that." Jimin snorts.

"Yeah well, I wouldn't doubt it for a second."

"Well, when you were rubbing his temples at the party, you sure looked like a married couple." Liz giggles.

"I honestly think that alpha would get on his knees for Jimin." Chung-ha shrugged.

"Chu, shut the-"

"Jimin!" The door slammed open and there stood a disheveled Jungkook.

His hair was a mess, he was wearing sweatpants and no shirt. He was clearly exhausted as his eyes were also red.

"Good morning." Jimin smiled sarcastically.

"Where the fuck-"

"Language Jungkook. Your baby is present." Jimin frowns as he rubs Prince's head who somehow didn't awake from the loud outburst.

"He's asleep. Now. Where the fuck is the medication?! I've got shit to do." Jungkook growled as he gripped the door breathing hard.

"I thought I told you to drink water and stay in bed. If you were hungry, I'd bring you food." Jimin shrugs as he doesn't look at Jungkook.

"Jimin." Jungkook's hoarse voice growled.

Jimin stood up, placing a pillow underneath Prince's head before walking to Jungkook.

"Bed."

"You know good and well I can't do that with my work."

"I don't care. Bed."

Jungkook exhaled and squeezed his eyes shut, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"You've had this headache since the twenty-fourth. Lie down."

Jungkook then looked at Jimin who wore a worried expression. Jungkook shook his head with a chuckle as he groaned leaning backwards.

"I can't do any work?"

"Not until after New Years." Jimin smiled.

"Jimin! That's a whole week! I can't go a week without doing anything!"

"Well, you can start working when your headache stops fucking you over." Jimin nods.

Jungkook groans tiredly as he rubs his temple. He stumbled slightly and everyone in the room jumped up slightly as they saw the big man stutter. Jimin rushed and held his arm.

"I'm serious." Jimin looks at Jungkook worriedly.

Jungkook sighed.

"Fine."

Jimin walked with Jungkook back to his room.

"You don't have to walk me."

"Well, you almost fell standing up so I think I do."

Jungkook fell onto his head and released a long sigh as the pain in his back dissipated.

Jimin bit his lip before sitting on Jungkook's bed looking at the alpha who was clenching and unclenching his jaw.

"Jungkook."

"Yes?"

"Would..." Jimin began before inhaling. "Would you and your friends, well, workers, like to spend New Years with my friend group? I'm sure you don't plan to do anything. We were just talking about it." Jimin smiled at Jungkook who peaked from under his arm to look at Jimin.

He thought for a while before slowly sitting up.

"Tell me what you would like to do then I'll give you my answer." Jungkook answers slowly and groggily.

Jimin nods with a small smile before leaving the room. He walks back to the room where everyone was talking and he shuts the door before clapping his hands.

"I have an idea on how we'll spend New Years!"

Everyone cheered and clapped as Jimin smiled. This woke Prince causing him to whine and slowly cry. Jimin rushed to him and picked him up, rubbing his back, hushing him. Prince grew quiet before falling back asleep.

"You're just like your dad." Jimin grumbled before sitting down in his original spot on the couch.

"So, this is how we should start the day." Jimin began with a grin.

—

Jungkook finally woke up without a headache and felt ready to truly begin work again. He got out of bed and actually made his bed. He opened his curtains and got in the shower. Once done in the shower he got dressed. He had meetings today which were scheduled. So, he was quite grateful when his headache left.

He put on a pair of red trousers and a white button up shirt. He buttoned his red waistcoat and held his black tie and red jacket. His muscles close to bursting out of the white sleeves tightly clinging to his arms. He wore a pair of shiny black Oxford shoes and black socks. He walked out of his bedroom to see his mafia sitting in the living room eating breakfast and drinking coffee or a juice of sorts. He raised an eyebrow as he walked down the stairs and sat his tie and jacket on the empty grey loveseat.

"Morning, King." Whee-in smiled as she took a sip of her coffee.

"Good morning." Jungkook responds hesitantly.

"Who made all of this?" Jungkook asks leaning forward from behind the loveseat, leaning onto it.

"Jimin." Ryan answers as he covers his mouth filled with food.

"All of this? He made all of this?"

"Well, his friend's are in there as well." Byul-yi answers.

"This early in the morning?! For what?!" Jungkook groans rubbing his eyes before standing up and walking into the kitchen.

He saw Liz and Prince dancing in the kitchen as everyone else either finished cooking or cleaned the dishes. Jimin turned around and saw Jungkook standing there with his arms crossed and eyebrows raised as he poked his cheek with his tongue.

"Ah, good morning. Do you have to leave now or can you eat?"

"Well, I did plan to leave now." Jungkook nods as he looks at everyone in the kitchen.

"Really? Not even a small plate or anything?" Jimin frowns.

Jungkook shakes his head.

"Fine. I made you lunch though." Jimin smiles as he holds up a square container.

"Why?" Jungkook chortled.

"Because I wanted to. Actually, sit." Jimin pulled a chair out at the table in the kitchen and sat down, placing the container down.

Jungkook pulled a chair out and sat in it, facing Jimin.

"So, you told me to tell you what we plan to do. We plan to go to a club at 11pm then come back here a little later and chill in the pool. Drink some alcohol and relax." Jimin explained to Jungkook while biting his lip.

Jungkook leans back with his right leg crossed over the left. Everyone looks to Jungkook intently as he brings his head back up to look at Jimin.

"Sure."

"Sure?"

"Yeah, sure. Seems fine. Prince can once again stay with Samiah, Ryan, and Brenda." Jungkook nods before standing up and leaving the kitchen.

Jimin looked to his friends and brother before nodding to them all as they smiled and high fived each other. Jimin followed after Jungkook who grabbed his jacket and tie. Jimin immediately took it from Jungkook. Jungkook sighed as he reached for the tie. Jimin threw his arm farther behind him, with a cheeky smile.

Everyone turns to eye the omega teasing the alpha.

Jungkook reaches for the tie, grabbing Jimin's waist and bringing his body towards his own. Everyone's eyes widened as they saw how unphased the two were at their close proximity.

"I wanna put it on. My pa taught me but I've never had to actually tie a tie." Jimin pouts.

"Jimin." Jungkook complains.

"Please." Jimin pouts more as he looks up to the alpha, holding the tie to his chest.

Jungkook sighed before releasing Jimin. Jimin smiled and threw the tie behind Jungkook's neck, beginning to tie it.

"If you forget what you agreed to, I'll end you." Jimin smiles as he finishes tying Jungkook's necktie. Tucking it into his waistcoat.

"Oh really?" Jungkook raises an eyebrow as he slides his red jacket on, buttoning the two buttons on the jacket.

Jimin giggled as Jungkook fixed his suit.

"Prince." Jungkook called. In ran, Prince, with a huge smile.

He runs to Jungkook jumping up which triggers Jungkook to grab him as he jumps. Placing him on his hip. Wiping the corner of Prince's mouth with his thumb before kissing his cheek.

"Be good, okay?"

Prince nods with a smile before Jungkook hands him back to Jimin. Jungkook walks past Jimin to the front door, whistling and nodding towards the door. Everyone stands up and walks to the door following behind Jungkook out of the door. Jimin holds Prince with both hands on his hip as he watches everyone leave.

"So? Are you in love with this guy or not?" Mani sighs as she walks out of the kitchen, drying her hands after having washed some dishes.

"OMG! Jimin are you cheating on me?!" Chung-ha gasped.

She fell onto the loveseat dramatically with her hand over her eyes.

"I can't believe my husband is leaving me." Chung-ha cries dramatically.

Jimin laughs as he rolls his eyes before sitting on the couch across from the loveseat.

"Chu, I don't like him."

"Well, I think you do." Taehyung comments as he takes the cups and plates that were on the table, Seokjin grabbing some as well.

"You've been with him for almost three months." Liz rolls his eyes.

"With him? Oh shut up, you make it seem like we're dating." Jimin sighs as he lays on his back, turning his head to see Prince and Axel playing around.

"You guys almost kissed twice but okay." Liz snorts.

"I personally don't think you have any room to talk." Jimin mumbles.

"What?" Liz responds.

"Nothing."

"Speak up, bitch." Liz presses.

Jimin rolled his eyes before sitting up.

"You've been touchy all damn day. What's wrong with you?"

"Y'all be on the verge of shoving each other's tongues down each other's throat." Liz shrugs.

"You guys! Where are you getting this from?! His tongue isn't going down my throat." Jimin falls back down onto the couch, everyone laughing at him.

—

Jungkook tiredly threw the papers down.

"I'm so sick and tired of her." Jungkook groans as he stands up and walks around his office.

Lisa and Namjoon stood in front of Jungkook's desk.

"King, I'm sure it's an empty threat. Or maybe our people heard wrong." Lisa reassures as she nods to him.

"Well, she's acted on others. I don't understand Jesibelle. At all."

"Well, I believe it's because of her sister." Namjoon explains slowly as he sees how clearly upset Jungkook is.

"She'd do this bullshit because of her sister?! Of which I had no connection with before she died?! She just wants to point her stuipd ass finger." Jungkook tiredly runs his fingers through his hair.

"A hit on my house? Not even just a damn hit, but a whole explosion?" Jungkook slams his hands on his desk.

"We can't risk that. It's not just me and Prince anymore. We have to go in and pack everything up and find a new house. She knows where we live." Jungkook falls into his office chair as he taps his fingers on his desk.

He looks to Namjoon and Lisa standing at his desk before spinning his chair to sit in front of them.

"Call everyone in." Jungkook tells the two tiredly as he closes his eyes. "There's a lot to do."

—

"What about this one?" Yong-sun asked as she placed a picture of a mansion in front of Jungkook.

Jungkook looks through the pictures of the house then looks up to Yong-sun.

"Outside?"

"There's enough room to put all your cars and there's enough space in the backyard to not only train but as well as maybe have some playground toys for Prince. There's also a pool and hot tub, just like your home now."

Jungkook nods as he looks at the pictures of the outside and places the photos down.

"This works. How much is it?"

"About one-point-seven-million." Byul-yi answers.

"Mm, perfect. I'll buy this one. We'll start packing now."

Everyone expresses their understanding of Jungkook's words as they all take their things and leave. Jungkook takes the time to call Jimin.

It rang for a little while before he heard a click and Jimin's voice ring through the phone.

"Yes?"

"You're going to have to pack your belongings."

"What? Why?"

"It's not the safest of places, my house that is. We'll be moving."

"Jungkook, what the hell is happening?"

"I'll tell you another time."

"No, Jungkook! You can't just call out of nowhere and tell me that we have to move because your house isn't fucking safe. What the hell is going on?"

"Jimin. Listen, okay? I want to tell you in person. Not just because it's shocking news but because anyone could listen, okay?"

"Fucking hell. Fine, whatever."

Jungkook then hears another voice come from the phone.

"Is this gonna prevent us from having our New Years party? I was really looking forward to it."

"Mani, Jimin is clearly stressed." Seokjin sighs.

"I know, but come on! This party can relieve that stress!"

"Jungkook, when is the move?" Jimin whispers into the phone.

"It'll be before New Years. So, before Saturday."

"That's five days to pack everything and move into the house."

"Yeah."

"Alright then." Jimin sighs into the phone.

"It can be both a housewarming party and a New Years party!" Liz tries.

Everyone on the phone cheering in agreement.

"I'll get going then."

"Hm, okay. Oh! And Jungkook."

"Yes?"

"Get back safely."

Jungkook smiles to himself as he looks up, leaning back in his chair.

"I will."

Then he hangs up.

—

"Oh! And Jungkook." Chung-ha says in a dreamy voice.

"Yes?" Liz responds in an exaggerated deep voice.

"Get back safely." Chung-ha responds blinking excessively to Liz.

"I will." Liz answers in the same deep voice as everyone squeals and screams at their reinterpretation of the end of Jimin and Jungkook's phone call.

"Shut up!" Jimin throws a pillow at the two.

They laugh at Jimin who's sitting back with his arms crossed.

"You guys are in literal love. If you two don't just kiss. It hurts us single people." Seokjin holds a hand over his heart with a pout.

Everyone hums and nods in agreement.

"I don't love him. Shut up."

"Yeah yeah, keep telling yourself that." Rosé snorts.

"You all can shut up and help me pack." Jimin stands up before walking upstairs to his room.

"Again." Taehyung rolls his eyes.

—

Jimin sat the last recently taped box onto a box that sat in the corner of the room. He stood up and sighed as Liz approached him with a box that had words written on it. He smiled sadly and took the box from him and sat it with the others.

They then moved to Prince's room and began packing everything in his room as well. As they did so the mafia came back. Jimin looked over the railing as he saw Jungkook walk in, loosening his tie. He looked up to the railing and saw Jimin leaning over it with his arms crossed. He sees Jimin squint at him before pushing off the railing and walking into Jungkook's room.

Jungkook sighs before jogging to the stairs and walking up them. He peeked into Jimin's room seeing everything already packed up. Then he looked into Prince's room seeing all of Jimin's friends packing Prince's things.

"Daddy!" Prince smiled as he ran to Jungkook.

Jungkook picked up Prince who jumped up and kissed his forehead.

"How's packing going?"

"A lot easier than Jimin's room, that's for sure." Mani sighed.

Jungkook nods with a smile before setting Prince down and going into his bedroom to see Jimin placing boxes down on the floor before standing up to look back at him.

"So? What's happening?"

Jungkook bites his lip before shutting the door and walking to his desk, leaning against it.

"You know my job and the dangers of my job." Jungkook begins.

"Of course." Jimin answers as he turns around.

"Well, some of my workers heard someone mention bombing the house." Jungkook says slowly, waiting for Jimin's reaction.

"What?!" Jimin screams.

"It's fine! We heard it as they were planning it. So, the faster we leave the safer we are." Jungkook nods as if Jimin isn't freaking out.

"Jungkook, this is not fine! You really shouldn't be doing this kind of job." Jimin stresses.

"It's not like I can just stop. It's okay." Jungkook smiles at Jimin who's frowning.

Jungkook pushes off the desk and walks over to Jimin, placing his hands onto Jimin's arms, squeezing them slightly as Jimin looks up to him with a pout.

"We'll pack, we'll move, and we'll have the party you want so badly." Jungkook smiles down at the omega who sighs.

"Why do you have to do such dangerous stuff?"

"Because it's fun." The alpha laughs as Jimin punches his arm.

They didn't seem to notice the little pup that peeked into the room followed by, well, everyone else in the house.

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