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Chapter Fourteen: Depressed in red.

I couldn't help but giggle when Jeongguk accidentally pushed the expensive looking vase from it's position, the broken glass pieces now scattered in the floor. We are in a museum. Jeongguk's museum.

All of the art pieces displayed are his and his parents, and so was the broken vase. He renovated his spare mansion to a museum and used it to store all his paintings and 'collection'.

"Oops. That's my mom's favourite vase." Jeongguk giggled, one of his men running towards us and collecting the pieces carefully.

"Keep it in my room. Don't throw it away." I instructed him and he nodded before running away. Jeongguk tilted his head in confusion making me chuckle.

"What for?"

"Why don't you show your dad's funny paintings, Jeongguk?" I asked and he excitedly nodded. He hurriedly dragged me to the next section where his dad's supposedly funny paintings are displayed.

Jeongguk pointed at a portrait and covered his mouth, muffling his giggles. "T-that's my mom he tried to paint. My Mom threw a fit when Daddy told it was her." He laughed more and I couldn't help but smile myself.

He had such a beautiful connection with his parents. He was really happy with them. Such good memories he has. I wish it was the same for me. But I'll just be happy for him. Why? I don't know.

"And that was supposed to be me!!" Jeongguk pouted, pointing at the nearby art. "See, dad even wrote it was me. But it doesn't look like me!" He whined and I laughed silently.

"No no. That exactly looks like you." I said while laughing and he pouted, shaking his head. "Come on Jeongguk. Look closely." I pushed his head towards the painting and he whined more. He is so fucking cute!!

"I-I g-guess." Jeongguk mumbled, giving up.

Oh my freaking Lucifer Lord!!

I pulled Jeongguk closer towards me, our forehead touching and tip of nose caressing. "Listen," I whisper. "Don't trust everyone easily. People are snakes. Liars. Cheaters. Everyone lie. Everyone cheat. Everyone betray. Everyone are bitches. Don't trust anyone. Even if they tell the same thing again and again, don't believe them." I explained softly and he just stared at me with his beautiful doe eyes.

"Trust me. Only me. And I will protect you. Love you even after death. Trust me." I continued, now smiling. "Promise that you won't trust anyone else other than your Jimin." I watched as Jeongguk nodded.

"I-I promise, Jimin." He whispered.

"Good."

Slowly I leaned closer, our lips caressing now. "You are cute." I whisper before closing the small space between our lips. And it felt like I was in paradise. I smiled into the kiss, slowly moving our lips together. Both of us kept our tongues to ourselves, enjoying the soft kiss we are having right now.

His lips are perfect against mine.

He is perfect.

My lovely little freak.

"Keep your hands to yourself." I said once we pulled away. He giggled and spanked my ass before letting go. I roll my eyes, my ass aching a little.

"I thought we are okay now." Jeongguk said as he walked ahead of me. "We aren't?" He asked and I chuckle lowly.

"Did your mom paint this?" I ask, pointing at a beautiful painting of a boy dressed in a red long dress which complimented his white skin. His head hung low, hiding his facial features, only his bright blonde hair visible. He looked sad and the whole vibe of the painting was sad and dark. "What did she think when she painted this?" I ask laughing, turning to Jeongguk, raising my eyebrow when I saw Jeongguk staring at me.

He looked sad.

"I-I painted that. It was from three days ago." He said lowly. "That's you."

"What?"

"I painted you. That's my imagination of you." He mumbled and I started laughing.

It was too depressing. "Do you imagine me to be a depressed cross dressing sad gay guy with feminine features? Or you feel sad because of me so you painted it so depressing?" I asked and he nodded.

"Both."

"Wow."

We proceeded to the next painting, smiling when I recogonised the man in it. "That's me and Namjoon Hyung." I pointed out and he nodded again. "Also can I know why you look so sad suddenly?" I ask.

Like we just had our first kiss. He suddenly turned sad from giggly and then we ran into a depressing painting of me. The fuck?!

"Y-you ignored me. That means we aren't okay." He mumbled.

"I'm not ignoring you, Jeongguk. Who the fuck was talking to you a few seconds ago? Me!" I stated. "And I don't know how you want me to act. We kissed. Doesn't that ring a bell to you?"

"N-no."

"Oh come on. I don't go around kissing random peop- oh nevermind. I actually do. But you are the first man I kissed. Feel special." I chuckled out and he rolled his eyes, still looking sad.

"You aren't telling me. If we were really okay, then you would've told me." Jeongguk pointed out and I just nodded.

"We are okay."

"R-really?"

"Yes. Now let's go home."

"Why so early?" He asked and I just sighed.

I'm getting tired of his shit. "I thought romantic special kisses usually came with loving and blushing moments. But we are fucking arguing and I lost the moment between all this mess." I answered, turning to leave.

"Jimin. Don't leave." Jeongguk said and I just continued walking. "Jimin." He called out again making me roll my eyes.

"Let's just go home. I'm hung--" Before I could finish my sentence, a large force slammed into me, pushing me on the floor. "WHAT THE FUCK JEONGGUK?!" I grunted in pain as he straddled my hips.

"I fucking told you not to leave. And I didn't know you loved me." He whispered, leaning closer to my face. "And you want to know the real reason behind that depressing painting of yours?" He hissed. "I just want to see you sad. That's why."

"Great. And I don't love you. Why would I love a man that want to see me sad?"

"You said it was romantic and special. My Jimin just said our first kiss was romantic and special just a few seconds ago. And why would you fall in love with me, you are asking?" He chuckled before leaning closer and continuing. "Because you are young and naive. My Jimin is just 23 and too innocent to realise this cruel world is trying to gobble him up. That his Jeongguk Hyung is trying to gobble him up whole and destroy him for life."

I shut my eyes, shaking my head. "I'm not innocent. I know everything about this cruel world. I'm not young and naive." I said with gritted teeth.

"What? Can't take the truth?" He asked laughing. "You are young and naive, Jimin. Acting like you are mature doesn't make you mature. I can see right through you. You think you are the mature one in between the two of us? If you do, then you are so fucking wrong. Bury that thought."

"YOU FUCKING ACT LIKE A CHILD JEONGGUK!! I'M NOT THE NAIVE AND INNOCENT ONE. YOU ARE THE NAIVE AND INNOCENT ONE!! FUCKING GET OFF ME!" I shouted in anger, trying to push him off. "AGHH!! WHY THE FUCK DO I EVEN TRAIN IF I CAN'T EVEN PUSH OUT TRASH?!" I grunted.

Jeongguk laughed at that. "I do act like a child, Jimin. Keyword act." He said smiling. Yes acting my ass. "And I trained for years, Jimin. This trash can't be moved easily." He continued. I rolled my eyes at that. He didn't even hesitate to call himself trash.

"Can we go back to the time when you were acting like a child as you told me your life history? I don't like this sudden change in mood. Like we were happily having our first kiss and then all of this happen." I honestly requested and he chuckled.

"I get it. You are surrendering." He whispered before closing the space between our lips. I felt his tongue lick my lips softly as I kissed back. "Hmm so pretty." He mumbled between our kiss.

I pulled him closer by his hair, raising my head to deepen the kiss. "So eager." He chuckled as he pulled away. But I quickly pull him back, connecting our lips again. Jeongguk started grinding on me making me pull away.

"Don't." I mumble. "Jeongguk, can I ask you something?" I asked and he nodded.

"Sure. But why are you crying?" He asked cupping my cheeks.

I'm crying...

"D-do you really want to see me sad?"

"No."

Jeongguk chuckled as he pulled me for a hug. "And you say you aren't innocent and naive." He mumbled.

"I'm not."

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