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He smiled widely, feeling euphoric. 'You came for me, again'

Eyes fell on them as they walked the full hallway, and contestants began holding their chests, trying hard to breath and remain standing.

Jungkook is an enigma who has a lotta people at his beck and call, and despite their large number, he has never been caught holding hands with anyone of them before, or flirting publicly.

It's only fuck, and fuck, and more fuck.

He does his thing in the dark corners of his choice, and his bitches respect his choice of privacy, but now?

Now he's holding the hand of a random person, walking down the studio hallway with him?

Jimin didn't even try to hide his face when they began photographing them, and when his eyes met with Seokjin's in the crowd, he saw Seokjin gasping for breath dramatically.

He smiled shortly before returning his eyes to his hand that Jungkook is holding.

Again, the warmness of his palm got to his skin, and he noticed the bracelet on his wrist.... it's decorated with small dices of different numbers.

He looked up to him and found him focused on his walk...he's not looking back at all, and he didn't look back till they were out of the place.

They arrived at the car park, and he finally let go of his hand.

Jimin immediately folded that hand, feeling the large void.

Jungkook faced him, and he almost flinched because of the pressure of his expressive eyes.

He doesn't need to say it, he looks mad, but what exactly is he mad about?

Didn't he just save him from Hyunjin's wrath?

"Why were you at the studio?" Jimin asked and applauded himself inwardly for not stuttering.

"I didn't save you...I did what I did because of Hyunjin himself" he replied coldly, and Jimin felt a clench in his throat.

Of course, trusting Jeon Jungkook is like standing on packs of tissue paper...the end result is always the ground.

"I...I know...I wasn't expecting it to be because of me. You couldn't possibly come there for me after sending me out of the pool two days ago and then ghosting me completely, right?" He replied, trying to hide the hurt under his voice.

"What's your point?" He replied blankly.

Christ...this twisted bastard will never give him any chance to understand him, will he?

He's not even concerned about his wounded head right now?

"I mean...what business do you have with Hyunjin?" He asked, and Jungkook let out a bored sigh.

"It's none of your business, end of story" he replied, and Jimin scoffed, wiping the blood on his head with his palm.

He opened the car door.

"Get in" he ordered.

"No." Jimin replied, and Jungkook cocked his head.

"Be a good little boy and get the fuck in"

"No. You don't get to give the orders always ok? I'll ride a taxi" he said flatly and rushed down the park.

The sharp grain of sand were poking his flat shoes, and that made him quicken his steps.

Immediately he got to the road, Jungkook's car appeared beside him.

"Are you enjoying this, tropic?" He asked from the window, driving with an hand.

"I'd rather walk home than drive with you" Jimin replied, and he almost laughed, but he crossed him with the car anyways, and he came down.

"Get in" he opened the door again.

"Why? So you can touch me anyhow in the car?" Jimin scowled.

"Get in, unless you want me to capture your precious Taehyung and blow his brains out" he threatened, and Jimin eyes widened.

"Don't! Don't go near Taehyung!" He flared, and Jungkook ticked his head towards the open car.

Jimin rolled eyes at him before getting in angrily, and he joined him, driving roughly down the road.

The drive back to the estate was silent, and it's surprising that Jungkook didn't try to pull words out of his mouth till they arrived.

Jimin looked over at him and saw his eyes focused on the wheel, and he almost started staring when his eyes caught his neck tattoo, but he had to stop himself..

A smirk appeared on Jungkook's lips...He saw him actually, from the corner of his eyes.

Jimin got down from the car when he halted at the garage, and he didn't wait to say a word before storming into the annex.

"Interesting" Jungkook said with a sadistic smile as he came out, but then he saw his hair ribbon on the seat he stood from.

Does he have dozens of the green ribbons or something?

Jimin doesn't even know how to tie it because they always fall off, but the amusing thing is that he shows up with new ones everyday.

He bent over the seat to pick it up, but then his scent assaulted his nose instantly.

Tropical fruits.

That seat scents like him already, and it's so...

Before he could admit it, he straightened his frame and shut the car door, giving up on the ribbon before entering the second mansion.

Immediately he stepped in, Namjoon and Rosé began laughing.

Obviously, they saw the pictures of him and Jimin online already.

It's trending, and fans are busy throwing curses and hate comments at Jimin.

"Did I see wrong in the picture or what? You held a someone's hand? Not just any one but my Jimin?" Rosé grinned, showing him one of the pictures.

"Your Jimin?" Jungkook frowned.

"Nyeah! He's my boy!" Rosé winked, and Jungkook made a sour face.

"So it wasn't photoshop? You really held him? Now you just placed him on the wheel of hate and don't worry I'll help him with facemask for whenever he's going out so your crushes won't murder him" Namjoon grinned.

"Bloody fucker" Jungkook rolled eyes at him, getting vape pen from his pocket.

He turned it on, sat his arse down and began smoking.

"But seriously what happened inside before you took him out? Did Hyunjin do something wrong?" Rosé asked.

"Did you forget what I told you about how she played him? Dude waited but she never came!" Namjoon replied.

"Seriously? Please tell me Hyunjin is currently blind" Rosé laughed.

"I swear to gawd you two" Jungkook stood, and they began laughing, holding on to each other.

"We're meeting him tonight, so get your shits straight" he said, going in.

Hoseok remained sitting, like he's not even part of the house.

His eyes are closed, and he remained that way till Namjoon and Rosé went inside too.

*

ANNEX*

Jennie finished treating Jimin's forehead just now, and she immediately attached a hello kitty bandaid to the small wound.

"Did you meet the Hyunjin guy before? Why did he hurt you like this at first sight?" She asked.

"I dunno, but it looks like he hates me a lot ... For no reason" Jimin replied.

"So how's it gonna go with the audition?" Jennie asked.

"Surely i'm not getting in the band" Jimin shook his head, and Jennie nodded once, taking his hands.

"Don't worry, more opportunities will come" she said.

Jimin smiled sadly, and she stroked his hair.

"Am I interrupting something?" Rosé asked as she peeped in.

"Oh... Rosé? I'll be at the kitchen" Jennie quickly stood and rushed out.

Rosé came in, holding a really big bag.

"Rosé...hey" Jimin stood awkwardly.

"Can you stop the awkwardness? Speak freely boy, we're like buddies" Rosé said, and Jimin smiled as she dropped the bag on the bed.

"I heard what happened at the audition, and I'm sorry about it. Try to ignore what Kook's crazy fans are saying online. You're not like them, you're special" Rosé stroked his cheeks, and he smiled.

"Now I get why everyone calls you cheeks "

"But my cheeks aren't even big, it's just round" Jimin chuckled.

"But they're still there" Rosé winked, and he smiled again.

"These are for you" Rosé pointed at the bag on the bed.

"For me?" He unzipped the bag, and his mouth widened when he saw handful of wears.

Tops, shirts, jackets, shorts... even trousers and there are some shoes too.

"But...these are...

"Don't worry they're all new. I haven't worn any. Kook buys me dresses every now and then, and I don't like them. You can just have them" Rosé cut him off.

"Jungkook?" Jimin faced her.

"Yeah. Whenever he's bored out of his mind and doesn't wanna do sex with his bitches, he goes shopping for me" Rosé explained.

"Weird" Jimin muttered.

"I know, right? Kook won't be attractive if he's not weird" Rosé laughed, and her phone beeped.

It's a text from Namjoon.

"Need to go right now" she told Jimin, and before Jimin could reply, she was already out.

She was rushing so much that she didn't notice Yoongi who's coming towards the annex with a bowl of chips.

"Thought she might like it" he muttered, eating one from the bowl.

He turned to go to the second mansion, but then she saw Rosé getting in the car what the guys.

"Oops" he muttered, watching the car drive out.

"Yoongi?" Jimin came out of the annex.

"Here, have it" he gave him the chips bowl, and Jimin stood befuddled as he rushed back into the main mansion.

"What's going on" he muttered.

*

POOK A. HOSPITALS*

Hyunjin could be seen sitting on a bed in a ward, his back on a pillow, looking like a pissed devil as the doctors and nurses checked out his vitals.

His right eye is mad swollen as a result of the phone hit, and the left one is watering, greatly affected too.

"The eyes will be normal again within three days with effective treatment" a doctor said, and he scoffed.

"Are you kidding? I'm the leader of my band and y'all know! If my eyes aren't better before tomorrow morning then I'll have my father kill every single doctor in this bloody hospital! Okay? Do something!" He shouted at them.

"Hyunjin!" Yongbok rushed in, and the doctors made way for him.

"How did this happen?"

"You sure don't wanna hear the gist, Yongbok... I'm gonna squeeze life out of that ratty guy by myself. Jungkook hurt me because of him! And the funniest part? He knows his body scent when he's just a fucking servant at his father's estate! What have they been doing!" Hyunjin ranted on and on.

"Same Jungkook who's obsessed with getting you?" Yongbok said unbelievably.

"You're shocked too, right? Who knows what sick mojo the little wizard used on him? I need to get rid of him!" Hyunjin seethed.

"How did you gather the information that fast though?" Yongbok sat beside him.

"His best friend also came for the audition" Hyunjin replied.

"Best friend?" Yongbok muttered, and Seokjin came in.

"Oh ...So you're taking him into the band?" Yongbok asked.

"Of course. I'm taking him and that filthy guy, that's the only way I can get to him" Hyunjin replied.

"Thanks, we'll do our best" Seokjin quickly said, and Hyunjin rolled eyes at him.

Wooyoung came in, and Hyunjin held his forehead.

"Not tonight, please. If it's about the boy, then I'm taking him and Seokjin into the band. Are we good now?" He said.

"Better" Wooyoung replied and walked out of the ward.

Yongbok got a call from Taehyung, and he stepped out to pick.

"Tell me...are there weaknesses to your friend that I should know about?" Hoseok asked Seokjin.

"Why... should I...tell you that?" Seokjin replied slowly.

"You don't wanna be popular in the band? You don't wanna get recognized?" Hyunjin scoffed.

Seokjin started picking on his nails.

"I know you're from a poor farming family so giving you some millions will make you change your mind" Hyunjin said cornily.

"Millions?" Seokjin gasped.

"Yeah, fool. Now tell me, what are Jimin's weaknesses?" Hyunjin leaned forward.

*

LORD KIM'S EMPIRE*

Jungkook drove into the iron gate, and immediately he brought the car to a stop, the empire guards surrounded it.

He came out with the rest of the guys, and the guards stepped back.

"Where's Lord Kim at?" He asked ruggedly.

"The storeroom" they replied, and Jungkook led the guys in.

The wide empire is surrounded by hemlocks, and on each tree, there are at least five guards.

The smell of cider mixed with the smell of smokes, creating a eerie atmosphere.

There are armed guards standing on each door they walked through till they got to the storeroom.

There are hundreds of slave workers bagging drugs in there, and they're all under the supervision of Lord Kim himself who's sitting at the topmost part of the stuffy room like a god.

The most notorious criminal in the country, leader of The Debris.

He's a bulky man in his early fifties, wearing a black hat and a fitting suit. There's a fat tobacco pipe between his big lips.

"I got the news of your deeds, Jungkook. You hurt my son" his thick voice rang around the room as the four assembled in front of him.

"Is that forbidden?" Jungkook replied with his brows raised, and he chuckled darkly.

"Nothing is forbidden for you, spawns. Hurt whoever you choose to inflict pain on, I'm only concerned about my goods and your loyalty. Are y'all ready for the initiation tomorrow? There should be no commas" he said.

"Yes, boss!" They all bowed except Jungkook who kept his head up.

Lord Kim grinned crookedly.

*

TAEHYUNG'S MANSION*

Yongbok came in to meet Taehyung sitting in the living room calmly, and he immediately threw his bag down.

"What do you have to say to me? An apology on your knees?" He said arrogantly.

"And why would I apologize?" Taehyung stood.

"Why wouldn't you apologize? You dumped me in the middle of a dark road Taehyung! I only corrected you with the slap so I see no reason for your unnecessary anger!" He fired.

"Corrected me with a slap? How does that sound in your ears Yongbok! Who does that! You think you're free to treat me like a slave just because your father strengthens my father's company? Is that it? Let me tell you something new, before we started dating, I and my dad were doing well without your father! We were rich without you and letting you go won't mean anything to us!" He slammed, and Yongbok's eyes widened.

He turned his back and began striding upstairs, but Yongbok quickly went after him.

"No...no Taehyung. I'm...I'm sorry it's all my fault I admit...I shouldn't have slapped you...I was wrong ok?" He blocked him on the stairs, and Taehyung sighed as Yongbok held his face.

"Ok? I was wrong, please forgive me" he hugged him, and Taehyung folded his fists, unable to hug him back.

*

NEXT DAY, JEON ESTATE*

It's 8am, and breakfast will soon be served.

Everyone is settled at the dinning room except Jungkook, and Lisa sighed out.

"He's not gonna eat again? What exactly is going on with him?"

"Where is he?" Haeyung asked.

"He'll join us. He made it clear that he'd be eating this morning" Rosé replied, then Jennie came out of the kitchen with Jimin, holding trays of food.

They were in the middle of serving everyone when Jungkook came in nonchalantly, his poker face on.

He was looking uninterested as he advanced, but that changed when his eyes landed on Jimin.

He stopped on his tracks.

He's wearing one of the shorts Rosé gave to him and a green singlet.

It's Jimin's first time trying out shorts, but Jennie said it looks good on him, and Lisa even complimented it, so he feels good with it.

Jungkook couldn't look away for one minute straight. Ok two minutes....

Maybe three???

He didn't count, he just kept staring, and Jimin felt heat crawling to his cheeks immediately.

Why the hell is Jungkook looking at him that way???

Rosé smiled slightly when she saw what's going on, and Namjoon did the same.

Hoseok remained his stoic self, and Lisa wondered why when she noticed.

Haeyung and Yoongi were looking confused.

Jimin gently bit his mouth wall, dropping the last cutlery in front of Haeyung.

Jennie quickly covered him, and Jungkook finally was able to look away.

He joined the table, and when he tasted his food and felt the salt on his buds, he ate more and more.

Lisa smiled widely.

"This morning is a good one" Namjoon chuckled.

"Tell me about it" Rosé agreed.

*

Jimin arrived back at the annex with Jennie and got a call from Seokjin.

He rushed to the gate to meet up.

Surprisingly, he's with Wooyoung, the third member of the band.

"Hey, you look good in the shorts!" Seokjin beamed, but Jimin didn't even have the time to look his way.

"Wooyoung?" He said, still looking dumbfounded.

"Welcome to the band" Wooyoung smiled brightly, and Jimin gasped.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah babes. Hyunjin decided to take us in, and he's willing to apologize for what happened yesterday if you come to his place later today" Seokjin chirped.

"Just like that? We got in... just like that?" Jimin said unbelievably.

"You're good. Your voice and aura reminds me of Erik. Can't wait to be on stage with you" Wooyoung widened his arms, and Jimin hugged him.

"I'm so thankful and I seriously wasn't expecting this. I don't even know what to say" he said happily.

"Just stay good, Seokjin will bring you to Hyunjin in the afternoon" Wooyoung replied, and Jimin broke the hug to nod.

"Sure, I'll see you"

Wooyoung left with Seokjin, and Jimin was about to rush back in excitement when Taehyung's car drove to a halt, and his eyes brightened.

"Taehyung!"

"Hey you look happy this morning, and fuck! You look sexy in your shorts" he fawned as he came out of his car, and Jimin shocked him by hugging him willingly.

It's even so tight that he couldn't breathe.

"Minnie" he smiled, hugging him back.

"I got accepted into the band!!" He squealed, wanting to break the hug, but Taehyung held tight, inhaling his scent.

"Congratulations, are we gonna be seeing you on screen soon?" He said, finally releasing him.

"I think so...why are you here?" Jimin blinked, still smiling.

"I'm on my way to see my mum, thought I could see your face before seeing her" he replied.

"Then run along, don't keep her waiting" he nodded, and Taehyung immediately sneaked a kiss into his hair.

"I'll call you" he told him before entering his car.

He left, and Jimin finally ran all the way into the mansion.

He couldn't wait to break the news to Jennie, but Jennie is still busy at the main mansion, so he decided to wait.

He grew impatient and started looking for things to get himself busy, then he remembered the game on his phone.

He went into his room to get it, but shockingly, he met Jungkook inside already, sitting on the edge of his bed with a predatory look in his eyes.

He looks mad again, but he doesn't give a damn this time.

"What are you doing here?" He questioned.

"You must have thought I was joking when I said Taehyung isn't allowed here anymore. A big mistake" he replied, picking his words meaningfully.

"And I can remember telling you that he's my friend and I can't possibly push him away because you don't like him!" He snapped.

"Do you have a stupid crush on him? Big enough to wear that in front of him?" He stood, his height swallowing him whole as he stared at his shorts.

"So what if i have a crush on him? And what's so bad in wearing shorts? Others wear it, I'm not the first" he replied.

Jimin went for his phone on the bed immediately, but before he could get it, Jungkook already grabbed it.

"Did that arsehole get you this?" He raised it up with tippy fingers and a murderous look in his eyes.

"Jungkook... No" he fidgeted, but it wasn't enough, because he smashed the phone on the wall, and the pieces scattered across the room.

Jimin let out a deafening scream, his body trembling as he watched the phone green pouch which landed in front of him.

"You bloody, sick psycho! I hate you!!!" He yelled, and in the next minute, Jungkook was already with him.

Jungkook easily grabbed his wrists, and tears shimmered in his eyes as he slammed his back easily on the wall, trapping his arms above him.

His intoxicating spicy scent and energy surrounded him as he tried to fight back the tears.

He'll never cry in front of him, never.

"Why are you doing this to me? Jungkook...why?" He sniffled.

"I have not even started, hazel eyes." He muttered to his face.

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TBC.