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"You have no idea what I'm gonna do to you, little trouble" He whispered, and Jimin ears itched.

Jungkook is not random. Everything he says, he does.

Jimin was releasing low whimpers, the threads of his hair dangling below his head as Jungkook heavy steps led them farther and farther from the forest.

Will he really have him on his bed?

He has never had sex before, and he has never seen another's nakedness...

Ok fine, he saw it a few times when Seokjin made him watch porn out of curiosity, but that's not the problem right now.

After fucking him, he's gonna kill him? Like plant a bullet in his head?

That thought made him start struggling on his shoulder, but his struggles are tantamount to an ant's.

Jungkook's got a strong hold on him, and his whimpering grew till they arrived at the cluttered park.

He opened his car door, literally throwing him inside.

"Jungkook i can exp...

Before he could finish, Jungkook got a duct tape from nowhere and slapped it on his mouth, making it impossible for him to talk.

He wrapped the tapes around his wrists too, tying them together so Jimin couldn't move.

Jimin was helpless as he got in the car with him, driving roughly out of the place.

He could do nothing, just staring at his enraged eyes as he drove, far into the city.

Jungkook always looks mad anytime he's with him, but this one is extraordinary, and he's wishing he really won't do as he promised in the forest.

Jimin began trembling till he pulled up in front of the warehouse.

He threw the door open, stepped out and bundled him on his shoulder again.

Jimin felt kidnapped as Jungkook took him into the house, and he dropped him in the wide party room.

There's no one in, but there are signs of party.

Broken alcohol bottles, unbroken ones lying on the tables, cigar stunts and vape pens all-over.

In a whim, he snapped the tape from his mouth, and he removed the one on his wrists too.

"I know it was stupid of me to follow you but...

"Hold the table" he cut him off, and Jimin eyes widened madly.

"Wh-what! Are you really...

"Hold the table, Jimin" he muttered, his eyes turning redder.

"I didn't...

"Now" he muttered primally, and Jimin bit his lip hard before turning, holding the table tight and awaiting what's gonna happen.

There are several empty bottles on that table, and his throat ran dry.

Is he gonna be killing him with those? Will he jam them on his head and...

His thoughts were interrupted when Jungkook pulled down his trousers from behind, and they fell low on his ankles.

Cold air hit his heart-shaped butt, and he held the table tighter, hoping he won't take of his pant too.

Jimin felt his skin growing goosebumps, and his mouth opened slightly.

"What are you... doing?" He mumbled, but that was replied with a spank on his ass, so loud and painful.

"Ahh!!" Jimin screamed, clenching his thighs immediately, and his hold on the table tightened.

Two of the bottles on top of it fell, shattering loudly.

"Count" his deep voice came, and he gave him the second spank on the same spot.

"Fuck! Two!" He cried out, biting his lip again as the sting went straight to his middle.

His ass became so sensitive and red.

The third spank came, still on the same spot, and he felt himself throbbing as the stings cracked in his core again.

"Three..ee" he whimpered, and he received the fourth one immediately.

"Ouch!! Four!" He cried.

Fire danced on that part of his skin, and he bit his lip deep, so deep that he bled slightly, the throb between his legs getting much unbearable.

"You're a brave ass, and it's so fucking attractive, do you know that?" Jungkook finally spoke, giving him the fifth one.

"Five!...fi-ve" Jimin stuttered, blinking back his tears as wetness finally pooled in his core.

Does he like pain this much? Why is it making him soak wet?

"But yunno.... When braveness is excessive sometimes, it becomes stupidity" Jungkook said, the heat of his words filling the room as he spanked him again.

"S-six... please..." Jimin released a half-moan.

"You"

Spank.

"Are"

Another spank.

"Fucking"

Spank.

"Stupid"

Spank again.

"T...en..." Jimin staggered on the table, and all the remaining bottles fell, creating more mess on the ground.

Tears came out of his eyes, but he quickly wiped them, determined to not let him see them.

Sweat shawled his skin, his butt stinging so much, and his legs shaking on the ground as he faced him.

He made to pull his trousers up...

"Not yet, we're not done" Jungkook said.

"No... I don't want to do that with you" Jimin shook his head.

"Then you should have had a second thought before deciding to sneak into the initiation. Are you daft?" He seethed.

"Stop calling me daft" Jimin sniffled.

"You are, and your damn naivety is getting on my last fucking nerves because you don't even seem to know right from wrong. Not that I fucking care, but if it was Hoseok or Lord Kim who caught you, you'd be dead by now, and I'm fucking sure you're thinking Hyunjin's sudden interest in you is genuine when even I can see through the deception. You trust everyone like a dog and it's...

"Stop it!!!!" Jimin screamed out, and Jungkook scoffed, his stiff shoulders dropping as he watched him shift back from him, pulling up his trousers and zipping it.

He's trying so much to hold back his tears, it's so obvious he doesn't wanna break down in front of him.

"I know. I'm stupid and dumb and daft like a dog, thanks for the reminder, and I hope you find someone who can tell you how arrogant and vain you are one day. I hate you so much Jungkook" he muttered, running out of the warehouse.

Jungkook didn't try following him...he pushed the table down angrily with his boot and his phone buzzed in his pocket.

He retrieved it and saw it's Namjoon calling.

"Hey homie" he picked.

"Heard you caught a rat, tell me it's dead already" Namjoon said.

"Any dark club suggestions?" Jungkook replied, avoiding the question.

"Of course I'm always the right plug!" Namjoon grinned.

"Meet at the warehouse" Jungkook replied and hung up.

He stepped out of the house, and he smirked when he saw Jimin getting into a taxi already.

He went back in.

*

JEON ESTATE*

Jimin was already in tears even before the taxi driver stopped in front of the estate.

Thankfully, he brought some change with him, so he payed the driver.

"No need to pay, I hope you get better with whatever is making you cry" the man replied kindly and drove away.

Jimin wiped his tears, but new ones came out as he walked slowly into the estate.

As the cold breeze from the trees assaulted his skin, he began shaking sickly, his legs trembling at each step he takes.

Is it crazy that Jungkook's words from earlier poked him like thorns, and he's currently bleeding inwardly?

Now he hates himself so much for sneaking into the initiation with them.

"Jimin!!" Jennie came running.

She has been waiting for him together with Yoongi.

"Mum" he sniffled, and Jennie held his face immediately she got to him.

"What's going on baby? Where did you go and what's up with the tears?"

Jimin couldn't reply, so Jennie took off her own jacket and covered him with it together with the cardigan on his body.

"Stay well!" Yoongi shouted after them as Jennie started taking him in.

"Thanks, Yoonie" Jennie replied, and he sighed.

"What happened to him?" He muttered, but then another car drove in, conveying Rosé and Hoseok.

They stopped the car beside him, and Yoongi face brightened.

"Welcome back! The estate was boring without you all. Where do you always go at nights?" He blinked.

"What are you doing here?" Rosé asked with a slight smile.

"I waited for Jimin with Jennie. He arrived some minutes ago though, but he was in tears. Looks like something happened to him" Yoongi explained.

"Something happened to Jimin?" Rosé's eyes widened, and before Yoongi could speak again, she was already running to the annex.

"But...wait... Ros... oops!" He said funnily, facing Hoseok who's expressionless.

"Do you have a problem with smiling? I've never seen you do it" he said.

Hoseok ignored him, got in the car and drove to the garage.

"Oops!" Yoongi said again, facing the gate.

"Where is Joon and Kook by the way? Are they making trouble somewhere?" He muttered.

*

A DARK CLUB*

Namjoon suggested this place, and Jungkook had to settle for it since it seems like the easiest to find on their GPS.

The club has only dark-red lights on as expected, and every single lady and lady boy in there is naked, they work for the club.

Breasts are bouncing, and asses are jumping, several pussies and dicks on display for sins in the dark.

Jungkook and Namjoon registered for a session, and they were requested to put down their kinks to know the type of attendants to be arranged for them.

Namjoon put down EROTIC DANCE, and Jungkook put down three things...

SELF-TOUCH, SUBMISSION and PAIN.

He really needs to get himself high on asshole and soak himself in the smell of sex tonight, else he might go fucking crazy.

They were given their room number and keycard.

Namjoon opened the room door, and they met two naked sluts awaiting them on their knees.

They're blindfolded, clean-shaven, and too appetizing.

"Shall we?" Namjoon faced Jungkook with a grin, walking to his slut.

He pulled off her blindfolded and was greeted with blue seductive eyes.

"Get up, show me what you got" he winked, and she immediately stood.

She began dancing on his dick.

A minute into it, she was already dripping.

Meanwhile, Jungkook's slut began touching himself, pressing his tits and moaning seductively loud.

He was rubbing himself on the tiled ground as he did, and he was moaning wetly...

There are whips and tapes and toys on a tray not far from him, waiting to be used, but...

Is it weird that Jungkook's mind isn't with him right now?

He's addicted to focusing, but right now he can't.

One particular guy who's obsessed with colour green is all he could envision...the dumb one who loves getting on his nerves...

He shut his eyes, but it even got worse.

Well... fuck this!

He left the room, walking straight out of the club back to the car.

Immediately he arrived, he got Hyunjin's text.

Hyunjin: How about I give you what you want tomorrow? You wanna fuck me? Then do it. I'll invite you to the venue and I promise to show up this time.

He turned off the phone, and Namjoon came in shortly.

"What was that inside? You didn't touch your slut. It never happened before" he said.

"Just drive, Joon" Jungkook replied uninterested.

"Chill, captain" Namjoon chuckled, awakening the engines before driving into the road.

*

NEXT MORNING, ANNEX*

Jimin was surprised to find a bowl of warm porridge beside himself when he woke up.

He took it and quickly started eating like he's starved.

His phone dinged, and he unlocked it to see a text from Taehyung.

Taehyung: Morning, beauty. How was your sleep?

He dropped the porridge and typed back.

Jimin:  Am I stupid like a dog?

He replied almost immediately.

Taehyung: Says who? You're literally the smartest boy alive, Minnie, and pretty too.

He smiled widely.

Jimin: Thanks, and good morning. I slept well.

Taehyung: Can we meet tonight? Please?

Jimin: I'll think about it.

"Baby" Jennie came in, and he dropped the phone.

"Mum"

Jennie felt his temperature, sighing in relief afterwards.

"Now are you ready to tell me what happened last night? You cried yourself to sleep again" She asked.

"Cheeks, I came last night but you were already asleep" Rosé walked in that moment, sitting beside Jimin.

"What happened last night? Why were you in tears? Mm?" She asked, stroking his hair gently.

"Nothing" Jimin replied.

"Exactly what he has been saying" Jennie spoke.

"He'd speak up, leave it to me" Rosé replied, and Seokjin rushed in.

"Cheeks you're not dressed? Today is the band comeback photoshoot did you forget?" He gasped, and Jimin pushed the porridge plate away.

He jumped down from the bed and rushed into the bathroom.

Rosé's eyes caught the iphone on the bed, and she immediately recognized it as the one Jungkook told her to buy.

She left the annex, and she was on her way to the main mansion when she came across Haeyung.

"Morning, sir" she greeted cheerfully.

He looked at her for a minute before nodding. "Morning, pretty"

He smiled slightly and continued his journey to the garage with his guards.

Rosé shrugged before entering the mansion.

*

TWENTY MINUTES LATER*

Seokjin is standing outside the annex, waiting for Jimin to come out.

He's staring at his account balance on his phone screen, and the millions is making him go crazy.

2 million dollars is surely not a joke...his family will live fine for the rest of this year.

He quickly turned off the screen when Jimin came out, dressed in a coquette style outfit and flat shoes.

"I'm done" he smiled, and they left for the garage.

Surprisingly, they met a driver waiting in the Escalade.

"Madam was told to drive you" the driver said.

"Ow! She's so kind" Seokjin quickly jumped into the car, and Jimin turned back.

Surprisingly, he saw Jungkook just coming out of the second mansion, hair ruffled and shirtless, his white pants hanging low on his lean waist.

Their eyes met, and he immediately felt a sting on his ass from the ten spanks he received last night, then another sting in his heart from the words he said.

Jungkook stopped walking when he saw him, but he neither smiled nor frowned.

He stayed neutral till Jimin entered the car.

"What was that stare?" Seokjin inquired.

"Nothing" Jimin muttered, clicking on Taehyung's message to reply.

Jimin: Sure, I'll go out with you tonight.

The car moved.

*

Jungkook walked into the main mansion and met Lisa by the door.

"Kookie? You don't look good. Why are your eyes red?" She said and tried to feel his temperature.

Jungkook hit her hand away.

"I hate attention, madly" he muttered, and she dropped the hand.

"Maybe you didn't notice, but Kook's eyes are always red whenever he wakes. He smokes and drinks, what were you expecting mum?" Yoongi replied from the dinning room.

He's with Rosé, both eating bread and toast.

"Oh ... Never knew" Lisa awkwardly said, and Jungkook went upstairs moodily.

Lisa bit her lip and left too.

"How come Kook has handful of crushes when he behaves like a psychopath?" Yoongi whispered, and Rosé chuckled.

"It's called aura, only Jeon Jungkook can pull it off" she said.

"Aura? So I'm aura-less?" Yoongi muttered.

"The fuck!" Rosé laughed.

"Wait...you have crumbs on your lips" Yoongi made to wipe, but she did it herself before he could, and he chuckled.

"What's up for breakfast! Dawgs!" Namjoon bursted in.

"Role model!" Yoongi shouted, and they hugged dramatically, making Rosé roll eyes.

"Hoseok isn't here?" Namjoon picked a toast to stuff his face with.

"Nah, not him. I don't like his face" Yoongi replied.

"Oops!" Namjoon raised his brows, and Rosé shrugged.

*

K-IDOL PHOTO STUDIO, 12PM*

"My gawd! You look freaking good in the outfit, Min!" Wooyoung shouted immediately Jimin came out of the dressing room same time as Seokjin.

They're about to shoot the last concept, and this is the last fit....bum shorts and pin-under tops plus thigh-high boots.

The team bought all the wears, and once they start making money in the band, the cost will be deducted from their salary.

"I knew you were made for this! Boy, you look hot in this!" Hyunjin gushed, and Seokjin checked hinself out.

Is he not beautiful too? Why is no one complimenting him like Jimin?

"You look good too, Jin" Wooyoung told him, and he faked a smile.

"You're hot" Hyunjin repeated, and Jimin smiled, but at the back of his mind, he's regurgitating Jungkook's words from last night.

"I'M FUCKING SURE YOU'RE THINKING HYUNJIN'S SUDDEN INTEREST IN YOU IS GENUINE WHEN EVEN I CAN SEE THROUGH THE DECEPTION"

Are Hyunjin's smiles really fake? Is he being deceived???

They were called in for the last shoot, and the session took twenty long minutes.

Though he's not feeling comfortable with the makeup on his face, he did as he was instructed.

The photographers kept commending him, and Hyunjin smirked secretly.

Seokjin scoffed from time to time.

Only Wooyoung is smiling genuinely.

The shoot finally ended, and Hyunjin entered the nearest washroom.

Boldly, Jimin followed him.

He was washing his hands when Jimin came in, and he looked up from the zinc bowl surprisingly.

"Min?" He smiled.

Jimin swallowed before speaking...

"I know you're only staging your likeness. You don't like me, do you?" He said, and Hyunjin stood still for a minute.

In the next minute, he bursted into a hysterical laughter, shocking Jimin.

"Yunno what? I was starting to get tired of the act anyways, so we might as well end it now that you're in the band. Be ready for a lifetime of hell, Filth. You're right, I don't like you. There's absolutely nothing to like about you, and it only got worse when Jungkook held you. My own Jungkook? How dare you!" He spat, and Jimin swallowed again.

"Your? Aren't you just one of his sluts waiting to be fucked by him?"

Hyunjin immediately collected water from the dispenser and poured it all on his body.

Jimin staggered back, getting badly wet, and Hyunjin snickered evilly.

"What do you even know about Jungkook? He'd chose sex over his family! He'd chose my bussy over your life! That's how addicted he is to fucking! Every one in this country is aware except you filthy thing!" He fired.

"Really? Can we test that?" Jimin replied boldly, and Hyunjin laughed mockingly.

"Seriously? Fine! Since you choose disgrace" he got his phone and dialled Jungkook's line.

He picked so fast.

"Hey Jungkook... Remember what I told you last night? I'm ready to be fucked right now... come to our studio, washroom 2, and buy a pack of condoms while coming"

He hung up after saying that, folded his arms on his chest and faced Jimin.

"C'mon call him too, that's even if you have his line" he smirked.

Jimin got his phone shakily, hoping he hasn't dug his own grave.

He doesn't have his number!

He went to his contacts nevertheless, and he scrolled down nervously, but shockingly, his line is there.

Jungkook bought him the phone...he must have saved it himself!

He dialled it, preparing himself as it rang softly.

"Tropical? Weren't you supposed to be hating me? What changed?" His deep voice came, and Jimin held his breath.

"I... I'm...I'm dying... please save me...I'm at...at restroom 2...the...the studio..."

He hung up after saying that dramatically, and Hyunjin smiled.

"You're bold" he said.

Jimin shocked him by suddenly hitting his own head on the wall.

Blood gushed out, staining his white top.

"What the fuck!" Hyunjin gasped.

"If I wanna act like I'm in danger, I should look like it" Jimin smiled and sat sprawled on the ground, holding that head.

Hyunjin scoffed, and he began stripping himself too.

He didn't stop till she took off his last clothing, leaving him naked

"If I wanna get fucked too, I should look like it" he said.

Jimin started panting for breath, pretending to be fighting for his life, and Hyunjin laughed, watching him like an opera.

It didn't take long, because five minutes later, the door opened roughly, and Jungkook stepped in, his face soaked with sweat and his breathing incoherent.

He's holding a pack of condoms, and immediately Jimin saw that, his hand fell from his bloody head.

He lost all hope when he started walking to Hyunjin, and he felt stupid.

Hyunjin smiled proudly when Jungkook got to him, but before Hyunjin could say a word, Jungkook slammed the condom pack on his chest, and Hyunjin staggered as he caught it.

The scene changed swiftly when he turned to Jimin, and Jimin's eyes widened as he walked to him, like a knight in shining armor.

He crouched beside him, and Jimin sniffled.

"For me?" He muttered.

"Yeah. For you this time... sweetheart" he smiled, picking him up in his arms.

A relieved smile covered his full lips as he started taking him...

"Jungkook!!" Hyunjin held him back, and he turned to his nakedness.

He was looking so shocked.

"Let. Go. Of. Me" he spelt out the words dangerously, and Hyunjin hand fell from his arm slowly.

"Wear your pants, Kim Hyunjin" he muttered, and Hyunjin bit his tongue, hard.

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TBC.