Jungkook woke up breathing hard. He sat up as he chest rose and fell. He gripped his chain tightly as he looked around. He covered his eyes with his hand as his eyes shook rapidly. The images of his mother's bloody body being taken away still haunts him. Doesn't matter how many bodies he sees. None of them will ever affect him like seeing his mother's did. Sure Hera did her best to hide her son's eyes from the horrible sight, but he still saw. He still saw his mother covered in blood as her hand hung limp onto the side of the gurney.

Jungkook grabbed his phone from his bedside table. The luckily dimmed screen showed him that it was 4am. He sighed before getting out of bed and leaving his room. The house is usually completely silent at this time. The only time it wasn't was when Prince was a newborn.

So, imagine Jungkook's shock when he heard the clattering of dishes and the brewing of coffee.

He walked downstairs to see Jimin washing dishes as he was brewing coffee.

"What are you doing awake?" Jungkook's groggy voice echoes throughout the kitchen.

Jimin turns around and shrugs. "A lot's on my mind."

"Oh really?" Jungkook asks as he leans against the counter facing Jimin as he washed dishes.

"Yeah. You?"

"Bad dream."

Jimin gasps mockingly. "Big bad mafia boss has bad dreams?"

Jungkook chuckled before looking down.

"Sue me for being a normal human being when I sleep."

Jimin laughed as he finished rinsing and drying the last dish.

"Wanna talk about it?" He asks as he turns around and leans against the sink

Jungkook shrugs.

"I don't like talking about this kind of stuff. You can talk about what's been bothering you."

"That's no fair. I get to talk about my problems but you don't get to talk about yours?"

"Fine. I'll go after you."

The coffee finished and Jimin poured both him and Jungkook a cup.

"My omega dad wants me to come back home for Christmas."

"Fun." Jungkook smiles.

"I hate my alpha father."

"Not fun." Jungkook's smile drops as he looks up.

Jimin chortled.

"My dad did something and said something years ago, he's yet to see he was wrong about. I haven't talked to him in like five years. Soon to be six."

Jungkook lowered his cup and he downed the coffee in his mouth.

"What the fuck?" He laughed. "Six years? Fuck, I wish I still had parents to bicker with." Jungkook says without thinking.

He looked up quickly to a wide eyed Jimin.

"Fuck, that was dark. I'm so sorry." Jungkook smacked his forehead.

"I don't think I should laugh at that but I want to." Jimin held back a throaty laugh that was trying to explode through his mouth.

Jungkook leans back.

"It's just, my dad did something really bad that I oh so really don't wanna get into. But it's killing my omega father to see us so far apart."

As Jimin was about to speak again his phone lit up saying he got a new message.

—

hyejiner: yo, min, your alpha dad just stopped by. ig he doesn't know you don't live here anymore.

—

Jimin sighed.

"And he just stopped by my old apartment."

"I think he's really sorry." Jungkook whispers. "Here, listen to my bullshit for a sec."

Jungkook inhaled before starting. "You have both your parents in your life. But one parent did something so now you imagine they don't exist. Now, he probably did what he did thinking of your best interest instead of what you wanted. So, he did whatever the fuck he did because he thought it'd be better for you even if it turned out not to be. I can't say this is a stupid reason to stop talking to your alpha father but if you had an amazing relationship with him, you should at least see him. Because I swear to you, when that man's gone you're gonna wish you at least said goodbye."

Jungkook looked down and sighed. "I just wish I could've said goodbye to my alpha mother. But no. She was taken from me."

"Jimin, you don't have to forgive or forget. Even just seeing him, just him seeing you, I swear, you'll regret not doing it after they're gone. Hell, Yoongi regrets it. Their mother and father passed a little after his sister, Samiah, was born. They were raised by their grandma and they didn't have much. He begs all the time and wishes he could have one minute to say sorry to his parents. Just one second to see them again."

Jungkook sighed as he looked up to Jimin.

"I'm not saying you'll sing a requiem when your dad dies. I am saying the guilt will eat away at you."

Jimin bit his lip.

"So you think I should go visit them Christmas?"

Jungkook nods.

"Even just for a second."

Jimin sighs.

"But it hurts me too much."

"It doesn't have to be now. Just... eventually."

Jimin nods as he looks down at his coffee.

"Eventually." He repeats to himself.

"So, what about you?"

"Hmm?"

"Why are you awake?"

Jungkook set his cup down.

"I'm traumatized from seeing my mother's body after she got into a freak accident. It haunts me still. So every now and again. I tend to... get nightmares."

"Oh. Jungkook, I'm so sorry."

"Oh, don't be. I got thirteen years with her. That's better than nothing right?"

Jimin nodded as his shoulders slumped.

They finished their coffee in silence. Jungkook took their cups and cleaned them. Jimin stood next to Jungkook with a small smile.

"You're not that bad." He whispered.

Jungkook chuckled as he turned to Jimin before looking back at the cup he was rinsing.

"Oh yeah?"

Jimin nods. "Prince is lucky to have you."

Jungkook sat the cup down to dry before turning to Jimin.

"Thanks."

—

Jimin was walking down a hallway while he waited for Prince to finish using the bathroom. He noticed a large photo. A young child and two women holding the child. They smiled at the boy who was squishing his cheeks.

"That's Master when he was four-years-old. That's Mistress and Madam." A voice rang.

Jimin yelped as he jumped away.

"You scared me."

The maid chuckled.

"Master lost Mistress when he was thirteen. Her name was Enyo. She was the sweetest leader any of us have seen. She drowned Madam and Master in love. Isn't she gorgeous?" The maid smiled.

Jimin nods.

"She was in a terrible car accident. Madam tried to keep her son from seeing the death of her wife but Master still saw. He had night terrors for the longest. He would awake screaming. I saw first hand as Madam ran into his room and grabbed him, shaking him awake. Once he would come to, he would sob for hours as Madam held him tightly. It was truly a painful sight." The maid frowned as she looked to the picture, looking to the woman with silky black hair that fell to the side of her face as she smiled to her son. She smiled with her eyes.

"When Madam presented Mistress with the news of a baby on the way, Mistress had the biggest smile. She made sure Madam was perfect. Then once Master was born, she made sure everything was okay with him too." She looked to Jimin.

He bit his lip before pointing to a woman with luscious and curled locks of brown hair.

"Is that Madam?"

The maid nodded.

"Hera. She fell in love with Mistress after seeing her in the audience of one of her dance performances. They hit it off so fast. Their dynamic was beautifully romantic. I loved watching them interact. They showered Master in love. Master lost her at eighteen to cancer." The maid sighed out.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Jimin whispered.

"Master closed himself off after Madam passed. His main focus was keeping the mafia running. He didn't think about lovers or friends. Well that is until he met Yoongi's family. Samiah found his almost dead body on the ground. They brought him into their home and helped him. Yoongi was the first person Master himself added to the mafia." The maid nodded.

Jimin hummed as he looked to her.

"Minmin, I'm done." Prince called as he opened the door, reaching up to turn the light off.

Jimin smiles as he reaches his hand out for Prince to take.

"Hi, Mrs. Blue!" Prince smiles.

"Blue?"

"My eyes." She laughs. "My name is Kim."

"Mrs. Kim."

The maid nods.

"Where is Jungkook actually?" Jimin questions.

"He's probably sparing with his people. Would you like me to take you there?"

Jimin nods. "Yes please."

The maid nods as she waves her hand for Jimin to follow her.

They walked down the hallway and Jimin noticed the plenty of photos of Jungkook and his parents. His smile is huge in all of them. But in the photos without his parents his smile is nowhere to be seen. Photos with Jungkook and the few people from the mafia. The main ones he's close with. He has a small smile. But the photos of him and Prince? His smile is the same as when he was a child. He doesn't know if it's just for the camera or if that's truly how the father sees his pup.

Before Jimin knew it, a breeze hit his exposed legs as he was wearing blue overalls, one leg was rolled up to his hip and the other leg was ripped up. He wore white fishnets underneath. The fishnet was only on his left leg. He was wearing white socks that were baggy around his ankles and pink lace front combat boots. He also wore a light blue long sleeve crop top. A pendent around his neck. His blonde hair recently blow dried.

Prince wore blue jeans and a black short sleeve shirt with white tennis shoes. His fluffy hair, still fluffy.

Jimin looked around as he stood on a deck which went across the whole back the mansion. He looked out to the backyard that was huge. Big green trees stood tall. A table with weapons and protective gear sat to the side as people spared with each other on the grass. Jungkook was walking around, watching everyone train. He would stop a session to give a tip or tell them how they should position themselves.

"Master isn't very open. It took him a while to truly expect his son into his heart. He'd locked himself off for so long that it was hard to love again." The maid frowned.

"Ah, I feel like I'm making you feel bad. Master doesn't liked being pitied." She shook her head before checking her watch.

"I'll be going now then."

Jimin turned to her.

"Oh yeah of course." He bowed. "Bye bye"

Then off she went. Prince watched them spare excitedly.

"Daddy is the best fighter." Prince smiles as he bounces.

"Oh really?" Jimin hums.

Prince nods.

"I doubt that." Jimin whispers to himself.

"Arm up, leg down, shoulders straight, punch!" Jungkook ordered and everyone in a duo did as said.

"Again!"

They did it once more.

"Once more!"

Everyone did it expect Ryan who noticed Jimin.

"Jimin!" He smiled as he ran off the field.

"Death!" Jungkook yelled as he turned and saw Ryan run to the house.

Jimin's eyes widened as he stepped back when Ryan rushed in front of him.

"How are you?" He smiles.

Jimin's quiet before slowly lowering his arm.

"...Fine." He responded.

"Are you going to sing today?"

"Oh, yes. My boss told me the club is opening today."

Jimin nods with a smile.

"Cool, cool." Ryan nods.

"Death!" Jungkook yells with his back towards the house as his jaw tightens, his arms crossed.

"Yes?" Ryan yells back as he continues to look at Jimin.

"What the hell are you doing?" He asks sharply.

"Huh?" Ryan snapped out of whatever trance Jimin had him under unintentionally.

"Oh. Oh! Sorry, King."

Ryan ran back to the field. Jungkook grabbed his arm as he ran back. Jungkook looked forward before turning to stare at Ryan.

"What's over there that's so fucking interesting that you aren't preparing?"

"It's just Jimin, King. I was just-"

Jungkook scoffed letting go of his arm.

"I don't care. Go back."

Ryan rushed over to Yong-sun who was his partner.

Jungkook inhaled before cracking his neck.

"Ah, Jimin, what brings you here?" Jungkook turns around to see the hazel eyed boy who looked away before looking to him and smiling.

"Hiya."

Jimin laughed to himself.

"Wow, training. I used to spare with my brother when I was younger." Jimin nods.

"Woah, really?" Jennie asks as she looks

Jimin nods.

"Spare with us." Whee-in smirks as her blonde bop falls against her cheek as she looks to Jimin.

"I don't think I should. But I know I could easily beat who Prince calls the best fighter." Jimin shrugged.

"You're an arrogant one aren't you." Jungkook mumbled.

"No, I just like fucking with you." Jimin laughs.

"Hey King. You should spare with him." Hoseok whispers.

"And why would I do that?"

"Because you haven't spared with anyone in a long time."

"Lighting-"

"You think I'm weak or something." Jimin sassed.

"Why do you keep talking?" Jungkook looks at Jimin boredly.

"Spare with me, Mister."

Jungkook exhaled.

"I think he'll be a good match, King." Ryan whispers with a small smile.

Jungkook rubs his face with his hand before waving Jimin over. Jimin stepped on the grass walking towards Jungkook.

"You sure you wanna wear that?" Jungkook eyed Jimin's outfit.

Jimin rolled his eyes and took of his shoes and socks. His bare feet feeling the cold grass.

"Let's go." Jimin grinned.

Jimin and Jungkook stood in front of each other before Yong-sun whistled.

Jimin ran towards Jungkook grabbing his arm, flipping the tall alpha who just landed on his feet. Jimin aimed to kick Jungkook's stomach. He grabbed his foot and twisted it causing Jimin to spin. He just jumped to his other leg to hit Jungkook's arm. Jungkook pushed on Jimin's shoulder while holding his other, a popping noise being heard.

"Ah!" Jimin yelled as he swung his leg back to kick Jungkook's head.

Jungkook caught his leg before throwing it down.

"Keep your arms up." Jungkook speaks.

"Huh-"

Jungkook kicked his leg up and Jimin quickly ducked down before swiping Jungkook's leg. Jungkook groaned as he flipped to the side landing on his feet. He watched as Jimin stood back up.  Jimin back flipped towards him before kicking his leg which Jungkook grabbed and flipped causing Jimin to land on his stomach.

Jimin had lost. Jungkook had won. But to no one's surprise.

Jimin sat up and sat on his knees pulling grass out of his mouth and hair.

"Once again, you talk big shit to someone who could kill you-"

"And make it look like a bloody accident." Jimin finishes as he stands up. "I know."

"Well, you fought longer than I thought you would." Jungkook sighs as he walks away.

Jimin pats himself down as he turns around to grab his shoes which had his socks tucked into them.

"Very fun. Super exhilarating." Jimin says as he steps up on the deck where Prince sat watching the whole match.

Ryan ran after him.

"I'll be at the club tonight, okay?"

Jimin looked at him with a smile before giving him a thumbs up.

"Can't wait."

Ryan smiled before running off. Jimin's smile fell as he lowered his thumb slowly then walked away. Prince following behind.

—

Jimin laid in his bed staring at the ceiling wearing black sweat pants and an oversized white shirt. He was rubbing Axel's head which was resting on his bed. Jimin was wide eyed as he stared at the ceiling. He had so many things to think about.

How was he gonna turn down Ryan? Apologize to Samiah for being as harsh as he was? Confront Seokjin? Hell! How was he going to step foot into his childhood home?

It all hit him as he has four hours to get ready for work which he hasn't been to in a long time. He had to get dressed. Be prepared to sing. Be prepared to be around a bunch of horny alphas.

He groaned as he squeezed his eyes tightly. He sat up and walked to his bedroom door. He walked downstairs and walked into the kitchen seeing Samiah drinking water from a water bottle. She lowered the bottle as she saw Jimin. Jimin was rubbing his hair when he walked into the kitchen.

He bit his lip and sighed as he looked to the side.

"Hey-"

"You never saw me. I'm just leaving."

"No." Jimin stopped her. "I wanna apologize."

"About?"

"About what I said." Jimin pinched his nose as he shut his eyes tightly.

"I get it alright. Random ass omega comes into your world and suddenly your friends likes him. Random ass omega also happens to be an asshole and seems to be leading your friend on. I don't mean to. I shouldn't have called you an idiot either." Jimin chuckled to himself as he looked at the ground before looking back up to Samiah who was holding the water bottle to her chest with both hands.

"You're wrong about me even so. Deceitful? Take what he wants? Please." Jimin laughed. "I'd still have the one person that made me super happy a long time ago if I could easily take what I want. I wouldn't have to live here because I probably wouldn't have gotten kicked out of my house." Jimin sighed as he closed his eyes and shook his head.

"I'm not deceitful. I guess it may seem that way since I didn't immediately tell Ryan no. But I'll tell him. Not in two days or a week, I'll tell him today." Jimin smiled to himself.

"I was telling the truth when I said I don't purposefully seduce people. I didn't seduce your boss and I didn't seduce Ryan. I don't know why Jungkook helped me and I have no idea why Ryan likes me. I guess because I'm pretty but..." Jimin stopped as he bit his lip before closing his eyes tightly.

"Let me not do any kind of guilt trip bullshit." Jimin laughed. "Just know I'm sorry."

Jimin nods as he gets ready to walk away.

"Yeah, I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have assumed like that." Samiah sighed.

"It's honestly whatever. As long as you forgive me it's fine. Or you don't. It's whatever."

"It's just when Ryan first joined us everyone gave him attention and welcomed him. But not that much later Prince joined our lives so the attention, the little attention he had was taken from him. I remember how hurt he looked. So, I just don't wanna see that again."

Jimin gave her a small smile.

"Life's a bitch you know? It's gonna happen again until there's something that doesn't hurt you."

"I know."

"You're a good friend."

Samiah chuckles before smiling, "Thanks."

Jimin smiles to her and nods before walking back to his room. He shut the door and leaned against it. He exhaled happily. One stress gone. A bunch more to go.

—

Jimin stood outside the club. He heard the music from outside, like usual. He was wearing a dress with silver glitter all over it, it had thick elastic straps and a slit on both sides. The length of the dress went down to his ankles. He paired the dress with thick four-inch heels which were also covered in silver glitter. They were open-toed and had a strap that went over the end of his toes. There was also a strap around his ankle. He wore a silver bedazzled necklace that spelled "angel." It had single letter pieces which were silver and bedazzled. He was wearing cherry earrings. He had a natural eye makeup with glitter on his lid.

Jimin checked his phone and swore. He had to be in the building in less than a minute. He took a breath before walking in. Luckily no one noticed him so we walked to the "employees only" room and sat his phone, bag, and coat in there before walking to the bar seeing Mani, Hye-jin, and Taehyung talking. He sat down.

"Jimin!" Mani yelled. She hugged him and he smiled.

"Your usual?" Taehyung asks with a smile.

Jimin nods.

Suddenly Jimin feels his strap slap back onto his shoulder. He touches and turns around annoyed.

"Bitch." He hisses.

"Hi brother." Liz smiles as he sits next to Jimin.

"You okay?"

"I'm fine." Jimin sighs.

"Jimin." Jimin hears the same familiar honey voice call for him.

He doesn't turn around just yet. He sighs as he lowers his head.

"All I want is for you to stop saying I'm childish. That's it. Every other thing you say about me I know is a joke so I never take it to heart but you don't understand how badly this hurt me. Okay? Just stop acting like you know the whole story." Jimin explains to Seokjin without turning around.

"But Jimin-"

"Jin. Just agree. This fucked him up for a while. I assure you he's not being childish." Liz tells Seokjin. Clear desperation in his voice.

Seokjin sighed but gave up in the end. He approached Jimin and hugged him from behind. He held Jimin as Jimin gripped Seokjin's arms.

"I'm sorry."

Jimin nodded as he rubbed Seokjin's arms.

More people began to spill into the club. Jimin saw as the mafia walked in and prayed no one would attack the club again. He watched as Jungkook and two other people approached Mr. Lee. He gave one of the people a brief case and they opened it. Jungkook took something out. He took money out and counted it.

Jungkook put the stack back and the briefcase was closed. He told Mr. Lee something before walking off. Mr. Lee took in a shaky breath as he walked around the club to check on everyone.

Later into the night it was time for Jimin to sing like he always does.

"Welcome back everyone." Mr. Lee smiled.

"Lucky us, we have Flower here with us today." Everyone cheered and clapped.

"Flower." Mr. Lee called as Jimin walked up the steps grabbing Mr. Lee's hand.

Jimin held the mic as he looked down eyes shut tightly. The music began and he hummed into the mic.

"I gotta ask you a question. Can you see through me? See how I'm feeling? Is it easy to tell? Cause you're making plans and it's starting to scare me. I don't think you notice, I'm not doing well. You know me, I've been patient. It's been hard, it's wearing me down. So I'm sorry!" Jimin sang as his voice rang through everyone's ears, his eyes shut tightly.

"But caring 'bout you is getting so exhausting! Doing things I swore that I would never do.
Never do. But I promise you. I promise you. I promise to be honest. Cause honestly, boy, I don't even want this. Doing things I swore that I would never do. Never do. But I promise you. I pinky promise I don't love you anymore. I pinky promise I don't love you anymore." Jimin hummed towards the end as he let the music play he tapped the mic as he nods to the music.

He opens his eyes and stares at Ryan who was  looking directly at him.

"We're both in different places. And I need some space. And we're probably better not talking at all. Cause maybe I don't deserve you, I don't wanna hurt you. Can't give you a smile if it's just for a show." Jimin looked up to the fluorescent lights.

"You know me, I've been patient, it's been hard. It's wearing me down.
It's wearing me down." He stops along with the band before inhaling and starting again, the drums louder and more aggressive than before as well as the rest of the band.

"So I'm sorry! But caring 'bout you is getting so exhausting! Doing things I swore that I would never do. Never do. But I promise you. I Promise you. I promise to be honest. Cause honestly, boy, I don't even want this. Doing things I swore that I would never do. Never do."

"But I promise you. I pinky promise I don't love you anymore." Jimin's voice hums.

He begins to say certain parts of the song as there was only the small tinging coming from the drummer.

"Hey I'm really sorry. It's just scary. I don't like it. And I just wanna talk." He sighs into the mic before the band started up again.

The song slowly came to end as Jimin sang the finally line of the song looking at everyone in the the crowd.

"I don't love you." He hums as the band slows and he makes eye contact with Ryan for a quick second. "Anymore." He finishes.

The crowd cheers as he smiles at everyone. He clasps his hands together as he bows to the crowd. He walks off the stage and past plenty of people back to the bar.

"Jimin." Liz called.

"Liz." Jimin responded.

"I know you."

"I know you know me. We are made of the same egg and sperm and we lived in the same womb for nine months and same house for eighteen years. Your point?"

"You were singing to someone." Liz concluded.

"Oh yeah for sure." Hye-jin nods.

"Did you and that alpha get into a fight?" Taehyung asks leaning over the counter.

Seokjin doing the same.

"No, you imbeciles." Jimin scoffed. He looked up and noticed Seokjin and Taehyung looking at someone behind him.

Jimin pinched his nose as he closed his eyes.

"Who is it?" He asked tiredly.

"Hey, Jimin."

Ryan.

Jimin turned around.

"Hey. I actually wanted to talk to you."

"Oh, really?" Ryan smiles.

Jimin nods. He stands up and walks off to a quiet area pulling at his fingers as Ryan follows him. Jimin sighs before turning around. His heels clicking with every single one of his movements. He looked at Ryan with a smile before exhaling, holding his hands to himself.

"Ryan-"

"Jimin, can I say this?"

"Sure." Jimin nodded as he inhaled.

"I really like you. I don't know why but something about you draws me to you." Ryan grins. "And I know we barely know each other and you probably don't like me, but that's fine. I'm used to it. Anyway, what were you going to say?"

Jimin cringed. "Ah, fuck." He sighed.

"You see, uhm, I kinda knew you liked me. I don't want to hurt you, I really don't but I just can't date you. I'm sorry." Jimin frowned he watched Ryan shake his head.

"No no, it's fine. At least you didn't lead me on or anything." Ryan laughed.

"Ah, you're not okay." Jimin frowned as watched Ryan's face.

"Other than you just not liking me the same way, is there something else? Like maybe you like, King?"

Jimin rolled his eyes.

"Everyone keeps saying that and no that's not the case. I just am not feeling relationships right now."

"I see." Ryan nods.

Jimin hesitates lifting Ryan's chin but decides to do so. He lifts his chin to look at him with a soft smile. Looking from his left eye to his right.

"There's someone out there better for you. I can assure you that. I'm just not that person for you." Jimin smiles as he watches Ryan's shoulders relax and pupils dilate.

"Thank you, Jimin."

"Mhm!"

He laughs as Ryan grabs his hand that were resting on his face.

—

It's been three days since then. Things have quieted down. But, Jimin's mind was still buzzing thinking about his parents and if he really is going to visit them.

Meanwhile Jungkook was thinking about what to do for his son's birthday that's soon.

"I'm not getting him an elephant." Jungkook laughs as he throws his pencil down leaning back in his chair.

"Why not! I'm sure he'd love that." Jessica huffs.

"Why not horse riding. His friends from daycare can come do that too. You can have horses for parents and children then ponies for kids." Hoseok offers.

"Smart." Yoongi nods.

"Thanks." Hoseok laughs.

Jungkook writes it down before looking at the list. He ran his fingers through his hair before his office door was opened.

"Jungkook the maid said I would-" Jimin began before looking around. "Is this a bad time?"

"We're plotting Prince's birthday party." Namjoon explains.

"Ooh! Can I help? He's been telling me and pointing out stuff he wants and likes."

Everyone looked to Jungkook.

"We need more heads."

Jimin smiled.

"Great. First the theme."

—