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"Jungkook... Fuck!" Namjoon gasped, and the mouths of every other person in the room went wide.

Jimin froze on his spot as he felt the warm alcohol crawling down his chest valley, to his tummy, down to his...

He quickly stepped back, closing his arms on his chest which is now very transparent because of the wetness.

"I'll take him" Hoseok said, hanging Jungkook's right arm on his shoulder.

He managed to get his muscular body up the stairs, and Namjoon followed.

"Are you ok?" Rosé asked Jimin who's still standing in shock.

"Yeah...I'm...I'm fine" he stuttered without thinking.

"Sorry about that, Kook is a dick" Rosé smiled kindly, and he nodded.

"Of course"

Rosé went upstairs too, and Lisa placed an arm on Jimin's shoulder.

"You should go clean up...I'm sorry about it" she said.

"No ma'am. It wasn't your fault and I'm really fine. I'll go clean up" Jimin quickly replied and left the mansion.

"What's going on? What happened to your clothes?" Jennie asked when they met by the door.

She dropped the bag she's carrying and blocked her nose with her palm.

The alcohol stinks so much.

"It's Jungkook...he puked on me" Hazel replied, and before Jennie could press further, he already walked away.

Jennie sighed sadly and carried the bag in.

Jimin was still on his way to the annex when he suddenly sighted a black stuff under a car.

He went back to take another look at it, and he squatted, picking it out.

It's a power bank.

"Does it belong to one of them?" He muttered, taking a long look at it before continuing his journey.

He got to his room and dropped the PB beside his pillow, then he got rid of his clothes.

Unfortunately, the dress is one of his favorites from his few clothes because it's colour pink.

He decided to have a bath, it's the only thing that can get rid of the alcohol smell on him right now.

He stripped himself naked, his pale skin looking sinfully attractive.

He admired himself for a while in front of the mirror before using the towel, then he stepped into the bathroom.

Immediately he got under the warm shower, he felt at peace as he ran his palms through the perfect curves and edges on his body.

When his palm got to his tits, he couldn't stop the urge, as usual...he caressed it.

It's an addiction, a tendency he hasn't been able to get rid of since he reached puberty...he can't keep his hands off himself during baths.

Even if he tries to, he'd start touching before he knows it.

He dotted his n*pples with his pointer fingers, and it felt so good that he smiled...

He cupped his flat chest before increasing the water flow on the shower.

*

MAIN MANSION, JUNGKOOK'S ROOM*

Thanks to Lisa's instructions, it was Jimin who rearranged and cleaned the room two days ago.

The bedroom is all grey like England's sky, no other distinct colour except a golden coloured shelf with numerous trophy awards set on it.

Hoseok and Namjoon dropped Jungkook on the bed, and Rosé removed his shoes, throwing them across the room.

"This motherfucker .... Seriously why did he drink all the vodka only to puke on the poor guy" she said.

"The poor guy's chest...I swear i almost drop down on my knees when I saw his baby pink tits...his top gummed to his body after the show yunno?" Namjoon replied with a shit-eating grin.

"Stop it, Joon. You gave him the alcohol" Hoseok cautioned.

"And we all know he never gets drunk. He once drank three bottles of this same alcohol but stood strong....this is Kook we're talking about so don't fucking judge me, and besides...he took it from me, I didn't give it to him" Namjoon retorted.

"Stop the nags, maybe Kook is just tired from the jet lag, who knows?" Rosé spoke up, and her eyes caught the castle of awards on the golden shelf.

"Fuck!" She gasped, rushing to it.

"At this rate, he should become the king of hell instead...you mean to tell me he won these awards for breaking hearts? There are...95 trophies here!" Namjoon gasped.

"Yeah...he started the hunt since he was 18, and I think these awards are what kept him going. Till he gets one million trophies, he won't stop according to him" Hoseok said.

He's the only one who's from Korea like Jungkook, so he knows more about him.

Rosé and Namjoon are Australians.

"Wow! I'm scared of Kook at this rate" Rosé faked a shiver, and Namjoon grinned.

"Hey... guys " Lisa came in.

"Minister Lisa Jeon!" Namjoon said cheerfully.

"Former minister" Lisa corrected.

"Oh...my bad. Nice to meet you, ma'am " he smiled.

"Evening ma'am... you're beautiful like Kook said" Rosé said.

"Jungkook talked about me? My own Kookie?" Lisa said unbelievably.

"She lied... Kook never talks about family" Hoseok replied, and Rosé gave him the middle finger secretly.

Lisa smiled.

"Yoongi will show you to the second mansion where you three will stay" she said, and Yoongi came in.

"Kook's junior brother? You're cute!" Rosé said immediately, and he made faces.

"I prefer hot"

Namjoon started laughing.

"I have a feeling we'll be close! Come buddy!" He hung his arm on Yoongi's neck, and they both walked out of the room.

Hoseok and Rosé exchanged glaces and scoffed unitedly before following them.

*

SERVANTS ANNEX*

Jimin put on his sleep-shirt after his bath, and he rubbed his toes on his calves as he checked himself out in front of the mirror.

The shirt barely covered his ass, as usual...

He's a fan of not wearing anything to bed, but because this isn't his house, he just had to make do with the short shirts every night.

He remembered Jungkook's hold on him earlier and raised his arm, checking that spot out as if it's now different from other parts of his body.

He remembered his tattoo, his eyes....his lips...how he threw up on him.

He made sour faces and sighed.

"All rich boys are dicks... douches. I don't like him already" he muttered, leaving the mirror before going to his bed.

He fell on it and covered himself with his body-centered quilt.

He was about to shut his eyes when he remembered Taehyung's text.

He took his phone and prayed inwardly that it won't frustrate his life before turning it on.

He met another text from him already.

Taehyung: Are you ok? You didn't reply me.

"Not all rich boys are douches after all. Taehyung is in college too just like him, and he's not a dick" he muttered, typing a reply.

Jimin: I've been busy, not intentional.

He replied almost immediately.

Taehyung: Sorry about that, are you taking vitamins and tonic like I suggested? You need it.

He smiled again and started typing, taking close to three minutes before he successfully typed...

Jimin: I'd rather save the money for vitamins and tonic and use it for something more important. Sorry I replied late again, my phone is stupid.

Taehyung: You should allow me to get you a new phone.

Jimin: No, thanks! I have to go now.

He hasn't replied when he got a message notification from Seokjin, and he clicked on it.

Seokjin: Heard the son of the house is back! Is he handsome in person like I've been seeing on IG?

"Crazy" Jimin muttered.

Jimin: I'm not ready for your gossips tonight.... goodnight! *hearts emoji*

He dropped his phone and shut his eyes immediately.

It didn't take long before he drifted off to a deep sleep.

Jennie came in and walked slowly to his bed. She sat on the edge and noticed the power bank beside his pillow.

"Where is this from?" She muttered, but she brushed it off easily.

Jimin will tell her about it tomorrow morning.

"Sweet dreams...baby" she kissed his hair before leaving the room.

*

NEXT MORNING, MAIN MANSION*

Jennie and Jimin woke as early as 6 to start breakfast preparations since Lisa requested that.

The two are in their green aprons in the kitchen, working hard.

They're making creamy spaghetti, fried chicken and salad, then homemade juice.

The spaghetti and chicken are already done, but Jimin is still busy with the salad while Jennie is making the juice.

"Is the salad ready yet?" Jennie came into the kitchen.

"Just a little bit me more, ma'am" Jimin replied.

Lisa came to him and tasted it...

"No salt? I told Jennie to add it" she said.

"I'm so sorry, ma'am. I forgot to tell her" Jennie came over.

"Salt....in ...in salad?" Jimin stuttered unbelievably.

"Just do as you're told" Jennie replied.

"Alright, ma'am" Jimin replied.

Lisa left the kitchen and Jennie returned to the juice.

Jimin smirked secretly.

Is he related to lot's wife in the biblical stories? Why always salt?

It's weird.

Nevertheless, he left the salad to go get salt on the opposite cabinet, but on his way there, Jungkook entered the kitchen.

Jimin stopped dead on his tracks, and he gulped without meaning to.

He's in baggy purple shirt with a reptile drawing in front of it, then black shorts.

His eyes still so drowsy and his hair scattered... seems he came here directly from bed.

He's looking illegally handsome for that early in the morning... it's unfair.

But the odd thing is that he's walking towards him, in his direction.

He gulped again, blinking slowly afterwards.

Is the douche gonna apologize for what he did last night or what?

A satisfactory smile appeared on his lips, but it wiped off when he walked past him, and he almost fell.

He had to hold the cabinet as whips of his spicy scent chocked his nose.

Jungkook got fire lighter then brought out a cigar pack from his pocket before walking out of the kitchen nonchalantly.

Jimin licked his lip slowly. What was he expecting?

"I thought we settled that you'd drop smoking?" Haeyung's voice came from the living room, obviously talking to Jungkook.

"Haeyung...why don't you let him off? Smoking is nothing" Lisa's voice said.

"It's nothing? It's not good for his health so why always supporting his antics? He's sick in the head already, burning his liver to black will only aggravate it" Haeyung replied.

Jimin peeped into the living room, and he saw Jungkook sitting on a sofa, smoking with his eyes buried in his phone.

Haeyung is sitting in front of him while Lisa is walking to him.

Lisa sat beside Jungkook and started arranging his hair fondly.

"Kookie, you should...

"I'll be in the second mansion, will eat there with my friends this morning" he cut her off and stood.

He started going for the door.

He suddenly looked towards the kitchen door, and Jimin quickly snuck in.

"That was close" he muttered, holding his chest.

"He's a douche to everyone" he sighed, finally getting the salt.

*

SECOND MANSION*

"Mate!" Namjoon shouted dramatically when Jungkook came in.

He's in the game room with Hoseok, playing snooker.

"What's up? You look upset" Hoseok asked, hanging his snooker stick on his neck as he took a cup of coffee to sip.

"Daddy issues" Jungkook said, dropping his cigar to take Hoseok's stick.

"Let me guess....it's about the smokes" Namjoon said, sitting on the table edge.

"Of course, the smokes" Rosé replied, coming in.

She's in a bra top and shorts.

"There are males here, girl!" Namjoon said, and she chuckled.

"What? Am I starting to get under your skin? Should we fuck?" She winked, taking his stick from him.

"Do it, you both" Jungkook said.

Rosé and Namjoon snapped their eyes at him.

"Live porn is always welcome...do it in here" he said with an interested glint in his crazed eyes.

"I'm in too!" Hoseok replied, hanging his arm on his shoulder.

"You both are insane" Rosé rolled eyes.

"Tell me about it, sickos" Namjoon added, and Hoseok giggled.

Jungkook's phone buzzed, and when he checked to see it's an unimportant notification, he hissed out, his lips reddening and looking so kissable.

"Hyunjin is still not replying?" Rosé asked with a smile.

*

HYUNJIN'S PLACE*

The grieve of Erik's death is still on the streets, and his fans are still in sorrow, but as for Hyunjin, the grieve ended yesterday after Erik was buried.

He's the leader of the band, so he decided to brace up and resume the band activities.

They'll have to start scheduling auditions to take in a new member who'd replace Erik.

If possible, he wants to take in two members so they'd be four this time.

He came downstairs in the big cozy house, looking domineering in his pink furry shorts and cardigan.

He's a tall, sassy-looking guy.

A mug of coffee sat on his right hand, and his phone sat on the left.

He's busy reading Jungkook's texts, and he's smiling proudly.

To think that he can get any one he wants in the whole of Seoul and beyond, but he can't get him ...

That's a feat he'd die to keep. It's fucking satisfying!

But one thing is for sure, he's free to fuck anyone he wants right now, but he'll become his the moment he gives him attention.

He sent close to 120+ messages already, but he hasn't replied any.

He clicked on one, sipping his coffee as he read.

Jung~Kookie: You're not special, and I'm Jeon Jungkook, I get whatever I want... you're mine to fuck... fucking mine.

He laughed after reading that.

"Of course, I'm yours Jungkook"

The door opened roughly, and he was about to scream when Wooyoung came in with tears in his eyes.

The third member of the band.

"Woo?" Hyunjin frowned.

"Did I just hear you laugh? Seriously? Erik was buried just yesterday and you're already planning auditions to take in his replacement? Our team told me about it and I'm about to go crazy right now. I get that you didn't like each other when he was alive but...

"I don't get you, Wooyoung. So now that Erik died, I should send the band to the soil with him? Tell me!" Hyunjin interrupted.

"Give him some space, you son of a gun! He was one of us!" Wooyoung sniffled.

"Go cry me a river if you're not comfortable with the schedule, I'm off!" Hyunjin dropped his mug.

It fell and shattered on the ground, and a steam of his coffee stretched around the white floor as he went upstairs.

"Hyunjin!!" Wooyoung ran after him.

*

JEON ESTATE, SECOND MANSION*

"You got 95 awards already, dude! If you campaign for Satanship, you'd get in without rival" Namjoon said.

They're back in the living room, awaiting breakfast.

"Thanks for the compliment" Jungkook deadpanned.

Rosé chuckled, and their faces turned to the door when it opened.

Jennie came in with Jimin, carrying their food trays.

Rosé and Namjoon quickly stood and helped them set the dishes on the dinning.

"I can already smell salt in Jungkook's salad" Rosé grinned.

"Enjoy" Jennie smiled.

"Thanks..." Namjoon narrowed his eyes at her.

"Jennie" she smiled.

"And you?" He faced Jimin who's behind Jennie.

"Jimin" he replied.

Jennie pulled him out, and Namjoon faced the rest.

Jungkook is currently looking at a green ribbon on the floor, must have fallen from Jimin's hair.

Not like he cares.

"Kook, tell me you're adding him to your fuck-list, his tits are to die for!" Namjoon said unfiltered.

"Him?" Jungkook looked up.

"The maid's son, Jimin" Namjoon replied.

Jungkook paused for a heartbeat.

"That boring one? He's like a snail" he talked with no interest.

"I think he's cute, especially his cheeks" Rosé smiled.

"You can as well date him" Jungkook stood.

"Where to?" Namjoon and Hoseok asked at once.

"My power bank..." He replied and left the mansion.

Getting to the main mansion, he couldn't find it in his room, and he started wondering if he didn't bring it home.

He came downstairs and met Jennie.

"Are you looking for something?" She asked.

"Power bank" he replied with a squint.

"Wait....I think I saw it in Jimin's room at the annex and...

"Jennie, get me some water" Haeyung's voice came upstairs.

"Yes sir" she replied and rushed into the kitchen.

Jungkook left the mansion and made his way to the annex.

He opened the first door he saw and entered the room which is almost like a forest because of the green theme.

He could hear the shower running in the bathroom as he started looking around for any sign of the power bank.

His eyes caught lace pants on the bed...the ones Jimin pulled off before entering the bathroom.

He squinted sadistically before turning to the bathroom door.

He started striding to it, his dark aura freezing the air, and the closer he got, the louder the running shower comes.

He got to the door, held the knob and twisted it, pushing the door open.

Jimin's naked backview is the first thing he saw....his butt.

He's under the shower, fondling himself as usual.

His back might be on him, but it doesn't take a genius to know what he's doing.

Jimin quickly pulled his towel down, tripping on the wet ground as he struggled to wrap it around himself.

Water entered him ears, and he gulped some in the process.

He didn't even think of turning off the shower, so immediately he wrapped the towel on himself, it got wet too.

Jimin was panting heavily with open mouth as he turned slowly, his hair gummed to every part of his face.

His back hit the wall in raw shock when he saw Jungkook standing by the door with a bored look in those devoid eyes of his.

"You don't know how to knock? I get that you're the son of the house but being a dick is thoughtless...Even without knocking, I'm sure you heard the running shower sound so why would you open the door on me!!" He said a little loud, holding the towel tightly to his chest like his life depend on it.

Jungkook's features remained unmoved, like a devil patrolling the flames of hell.

Jimin gulped hard.

"You're seriously a black-hearted bullhead, and I...

"Shut up" he cut him off frostily, and Jimin went silent, secretly biting his tongue.

"The power bank, now" he said.

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TBC.