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The car sped madly to the cliff by itself, and Jimin's life flashed across his teary eyes.

Jungkook's lips did the corner twitch as he watched him, taking pleasure in his fear.

Maybe it's a dysfunction or something else, but he loves seeing people scared, and Jimin unfortunately made himself the right laboratory experiment at the moment.

As the car neared the cliff edge, his cries got louder, and his hold on Jungkook's shirt got tighter, almost strangling him, but he doesn't care.

As a matter of fact, he's not even feeling it.

How dare he?

How did he even find out about it when it's a top secret that only his friends knew about?

Yes...he's not Lisa's biological son.

His mother is Jessi who's sick in the psychiatric ward, but how dare Jimin throw it at his face when that mother is the person he hates most in the entire universe?

Animalistic fury surged through him, making him see red.

It's so uncontrollable.

So raw.

Jimin pleads means nothing, he'd easily throw the two of them down the cliff, but nah...

Not now.

Maybe some other time, Jessi has to get better and suffer his wrath before he dies.

"Please please!! I beg you I'm at fault!!! I don't wanna die!!!" His pleads came again just when the car screeched at the edge.

He snapped his eyes away from him, grabbed the wheel and brought the car to a halt just when it was about to fall off.

The stones at the cliff edge fell to their demise, and the car struggled to stay balanced at the edge as hot, panicky breaths escaped Jimin's lungs.

Jungkook looked at his shirt that he's holding, and Jimin slowly let go, his hand falling beside him as more tears fell from his eyes.

Jungkook left the car and stepped into the pouring rain.

Jimin quickly got down too, and immediately he did, the car lost it's balance on the edge, and it made a sharp sound as it fell down the cliff.

Jimin held his breaths, shaking so much as the rain beat him too.

He's not tolerant to rain, and it's worse right now because only his right eye is working.

His left eye is all blur, and he's seeing nothing with it.

"I...I think my left contact lens fell off...i can't see ...anything with the eye" he stuttered nervously as he stood still on his spot.

If he moves, he'd surely fall with one working eye.

Jungkook turned to him with an unhinged smirk, rolling his eyes slightly.

"You might actually be more interesting than I thought, sweetheart" he said, and Jimin gulped, shaking more.

The rain kept getting heavier, and Jungkook took few steps closer to him.

Before Jimin knew it, his neck was already in the middle of his palm.

He held it, not tight enough to hurt him though, but Jimin held his breath nevertheless.

"Where did you hear it from?" He demanded, and his body tensed up so much.

"From an anonymous source" Jimin lied, and Jungkook immediately tightened his grip on his neck, choking him.

Jimin saw stars behind his closed eyes, and he made to hold on to his shirt again, but Jungkook grabbed his two hands with his second hand.

His wrists are so slim that they fit perfectly into his(Jungkook) palm, and though this ain't the right time to think sideways, Jungkook's palm is still so warm despite the rainwater on it.

Does he even have blood flowing through him?

That's doubtable.

Jimin almost fainted as he pushed him to the cliff edge, auctioning him for death.

"Please don't let go of me!!" He begged desperately.

"The third time is the last time I ask. Where. Did. You. Hear. It. From?" He demanded, bending him towards the cliff again.

"From....from my mother! But she told me not to tell anyone I swear. It's all my fault so whatever you're gonna do, do it to me! Don't involve her!" He pleaded, tears stinging his eyes.

He roughly let go of him, and he fell on the ground into a puddle.

He turned his back at once, and he left.

"I really can't see well with one working eye. Don't leave me here!!!" Jimin cried out.

He stood but fell when he took the fifth step, and as if fate is against him, the second contact lens fell off.

Complete blur.

Everything moulded into one unending clog in front of him.

The lenses are fake cheap ones since that's what his mum could afford, and contact with cold water makes them fall off, reason why he showers with warm water everyday.

"How do I get down here? How do I...

He stood and fell again, hurting his knees.

"I didn't mean to say it. It was just a slip of tongue. I can't believe i implicated my mom. My loudmouth" He wailed.

"We're still gathering money for my eyes surgery, she can't get fired...and now I'm stuck here with two blind eyes! My life!!" He cried like a kid, and when he tried to stand for the third time, he almost fell again, but he was caught by two strong arms, and a whiff of spicy carnation alerted him of who it is as the person picked him up in his arms.

"Jungkook? You came back?" He sniffled.

He started walking down the rocks, and Jimin quickly held on to his shirt for balance, hiccuping at each of his heavy steps.

Jungkook's so tall that he feels like a toy in his arms despite his blurry eyes, and the rain is starting to calm down now.

"Thank you" he muttered.

"Shut up" he replied harshly, and Jimin bit his tongue so hard that it bled.

He got to the main road, and he placed him inside something.

The smell of expensive leather made him know it's a car.

He didn't say anything and didn't get in the car with him before shutting the door.

The car roared to life and vibrated under him before moving, and he turned his head to the side.

"Who's driving?" He muttered.

"Rosé" the cherry voice replied.

"Oh...

"You shouldn't have said that" Rosé further talked.

"I know, it was so dumb of me, but he's not innocent either" Jimin replied defensively.

"No one's denying that. Remember what I told you the other time?" Rosé replied.

"That he's a dick?" Jimin said.

"Mmm-mm. You shouldn't let him notice you, because the moment he does? You're gone, even if you try to run. Yunno the scariest thing about Jungkook? He always chases" Rosé elaborated.

"How have you guys been coping with him then? He doesn't seem human" Jimin muttered.

"He's one of us, and we're used to him. Also, him carrying you out of the rocky area in his arms is the most humanly thing he has ever done, so maybe you hit a spot... congratulations" Rosé chuckled, and Jimin reclined back into his seat.

"You should get surgery done on your eyes " Rosé said.

"Soon" Jimin replied as she drove into the estate.

She helped him into the annex, and they met Jennie waiting outside worriedly already.

"Where have you been! And your eyes! What happened?" She asked quickly.

Rosé only smiled before leaving, and Jennie quickly took Jimin in.

They have loads of the cheap lenses stacked in a container, so Jennie wore new ones for him, bringing his sight back.

He entered the bathroom for a warm bath almost immediately, and he came back with a guilty expression on his face.

"Can you tell me exactly what happened? Why were you with Rosé? Wet, blind and all" Jennie asked as she sat beside him in bed.

"You have to forgive me, mum...I spilled the secret" he said.

"What!"

"Yes, I mistakenly called him the son of a psycho and I swear it was a slip of tongue" Jimin replied, and Jennie spranged up with wide eyes.

"No Jimin, no you didn't. Why would you say that! I told you the secret less than an hour ago and you already did this? You want me to get fired? I'm doing all I can to gather money for your eye surgery even when your father is not ready to acknowledge us. I'm doing everything for you Jimin"

"I promise to fix this mum, just trust me" Jimin quickly held her arms.

"How do you intend to fix things with him? Jeon Jungkook isn't easy!" Jennie scolded.

"I know that better than everyone, but I'll still fix it...we won't get fired, I promise" he said.

Jennie sighed and sat back in bed.

"Taehyung dropped this for you" she gave him the plastic bag containing the phone.

"But I told him I wouldn't take it!" He complained.

*

TAEHYUNG'S MANSION*

Getting back home, Yongbok was already waiting in front of the house, looking pissed.

The rain stopped completely already, leaving drizzles in the atmosphere.

They were supposed to go on a date, but Yongbok cancelled it, so Taehyung decided to go see Jimin, but seems like Yongbok changed his mind because he's dressed up.

He opened the car door and got in before Taehyung could say anything.

"Bokie I'm so sorry. I actually...

"Drive... just move already" he cut him off.

"Yongbok...

"I said move! You hear me? Fucking drive! I don't wanna hear your voice!" He yelled, and Taehyung immediately zoomed down the road.

"You already said we weren't interested in the date anymore" he said.

"Do you know you're an idiot?" Yongbok blurted.

"What the fuck Yongbok!" He gasped.

"Yes you are! How dare you strand me at home when you know how I always feel on the edge on rainy days! I hate you!!" He screamed.

"Calm down Yongbok, I...

"Stop talking it's yucky!" He shouted.

"Yongbokie...

He was cut off by a smack on his face.

Yongbok slapped him hard. "You deserve it!" He sneered.

Taehyung stopped the car in the middle of the road, and he stepped out.

"What do you think you're doing?" He said as he opened his side door.

"Get down!" Taehyung ordered, and he gasped.

"What!"

"Get the fuck down!" He pulled him down and got back in the car.

"Tae! Taehyung you're not leaving me here! Taehyung I swear to gawd! Tae!" He shouted, running after his car as he drove away.

"Seriously? Fuck you!!" He shouted after him, diving his fingers in his hair before getting his phone.

"Screw him" he seethed, dialling Hyunjin's line since his house is close.

"Hey kid bro!" Hyunjin's voice came.

"I'm stranded in your street hyung, I need you to come for me" he replied and hung up.

He only had to wait for five minutes before Hyunjin's car showed up, and he jumped in.

Hyunjin drove to his place, and they stepped into the house together.

Hyunjin and Kim Yongbok, sons of the powerful Kim family.

Their father Kim Jong is a dangerous drug Lord. He leads a syndicate called The Debris.

They're known in Korea and beyond, he's a criminal who's even feared by the government, and that is why the boys are revered wherever they step.

Hyunjin is three years older than Yongbok though.

They're 19 and 22 respectively.

"Taehyung left you in the middle of that fucking road? You should tell father about it" Hyunjin said.

"No I don't have to, I'll take care of him myself. His father's company wouldn't bloom without my father's influence so I know just what to do" Yongbok smirked.

"Good, hey idiot!" Hyunjin called, and his maid came running.

"A cup of warm coffee for my bro, you know how he likes it" he ordered.

"Yes sir!" The lady rushed back into the kitchen.

"So.... how's it going with you and the Jungkook guy? Heard he's back in the country" Yongbok asked, crossing his legs.

"Here" Hyunjin showed him Jungkook's unending texts on his phone, and Yongbok started laughing.

"For real? This guy is ready to die for you and you didn't even reply one of his hundreds messages?"

"He needs to know how it's done. I'm not a cheap whore, but the fact check is that...he's mine" Hyunjin winked.

"I trust your abilities, hyung ... You got over Erik so quickly too" Yongbok smiled.

"Wooyoung is still crying over him, but I never liked him when he was alive anyways. He almost overshadowed me in the band and was even more popular despite the fact that I am the leader... RIP to him" Hyunjin rolled eyes.

Yongbok laughed, taking his coffee from the maid.

"Good riddance"

*

A QUIET NEIGHBORHOOD*

A black Maybach halted slowly under a tree, and three guys masked in black came out of the car.

They stood in front of a storey building, studying it intently for a heartbeat.

They climbed up the stairs after one minute, and one of them shot the door down with a silent gun.

The door fell off it's frame, and the three stepped in.

The house belongs to the four guys who touched Rosé at the warehouse earlier, the four are currently on different couches, resting with wounded faces from Rosé's bashing.

They spranged up immediately the visitors came in, and when the three took off their black masks, they're exactly who you think.

Hoseok, Namjoon, and Jungkook.

"No! Not again! The girl beat us blue black earlier!" One of the guys protested, hiding behind the others.

"Too bad we do everything together, so if she left her marks on you, you receive ours too" Namjoon chuckled.

"But that's bullshit! Who the fuck are you guys and what do you...

Before that one could land, Jungkook picked a fork lying on their table and threw it at him.

He tried to dodge, but who's he kidding?

The fork got his right eye, and blood covered his face.

"Ah! Goddamn it! Ahhhh!!!" He fell between the others, holding the bleeding eye tightly.

The other three began wetting their trousers, shifting to the wall as Jungkook took slow, poisonous steps towards them.

"You sure you wanna know who we are?" He smiled, his usual sadistic one.

"Pl.. please..." The one in the front stuttered fearfully, unable to look Jungkook straight in the eyes.

"Ever heard of Debris Gang?" Jungkook tilted his head, and their eyes widened in horror.

"Too bad, this will be the last time you'd be seeing them" Jungkook muttered, and before that one could process it, he removed the fork from the dying one and shoved it into his eyes.

Another loud yell of pain filled the house as he fell on the ground with a bloody face.

Jungkook left the house, leaving the remaining two for Namjoon and Hoseok.

He could hear their screams registering in the air till he got to the car, threw himself on the seat and took a dose of serotonin before shutting his eyes.

Thankfully, they were available to purge his anger, and he used them well.

He got his phone and requested for Park Jimin information from his Informat, and it didn't take one minute before everything about him appeared on screen.

He was about to start reading when Namjoon and Hoseok joined him, so he had to stop.

"You feel better now?" Hoseok asked.

"Of course. Only Jeon Jungkook needs to see blood to feel better, and those dudes were the right sport. Damn! I need some good fuck tonight! I should have my fill of Korean bitches before we return to school" Namjoon said freely, throwing gum into his mouth.

"Taehyung?" Hoseok said, resting back on his seat.

"I'll take care of him myself" Jungkook replied curtly, driving off.

Getting back to the estate, they met Rosé waiting already.

"Lisa wants us to eat with everyone at the main mansion tonight" she reported.

"Ain't in the mood to stuff my face" Jungkook replied and left them.

"Didn't he see blood? I expect him to cool down by now" Rosé said.

"You know how crazy he gets whenever his mother gets involved, just leave him. He'll get over it" Hoseok replied, and they all went back to the main mansion.

Haeyung and Lisa were already seated in the dinning room with Yoongi.

"Where's Jungkook?" Lisa asked.

"He's not interested in dinner" Namjoon chirped.

"Did something happen?" Haeyung asked.

"He doesn't need anything for his crazy mood swings, they just happen naturally. To think I haven't even had a talk with him since he arrived" Yoongi complained.

"He'll come around, you should be used to it by now" Rosé said, and Lisa sighed.

Jennie and Jimin came out of the kitchen with trays of dinner, and within three minutes, the table was set.

Jimin wondered where Jungkook is immediately, and till he left the mansion with Jennie, he was restless.

He didn't follow her to the annex, he went straight to the second mansion and pushed the door open slowly, expecting to meet him in the living room, but he was disappointed.

He's nowhere to be found.

However, he could perceive nicotine in the air, and he traced the smell to a wide passage.

He opened the only door he saw, and he was surprised to see it led to the back of the mansion where a pool is.

He could hear bubbly sounds as he moved closer and closer, and the smell of cigarettes got stronger, almost choking him.

He finally saw him, and he stopped.

He's floating inside the pool, and Jimin almost screamed, but when he saw him move, he sucked in a breath.

Jungkook opened his eyes and raised his head, then he stood in the water which stopped at his chest.

Their eyes mirrored, and Jimin gulped, hoping he'd get on his good side tonight.

Jungkook said nothing, but his eyes are expressive, so Jimin's smart enough to tell he's asking what he's doing here.

"I...I I'm sorry about earlier. I shouldn't have... I shouldn't have said that" he said, getting back his voice.

Jungkook lips twitched, and water cascaded from his hair to his chest, back to the pool.

He remained wordless, just staring blankly.

Jimin moved closer to the poolside, and his(Jimin) eyes moved to his toes...they look so small and fragile, then his wounded knees.... they're still so red.

He's wearing a black short, and it stopped right on top of the knees.

"Say something..." He said, and Jungkook looked back to his face slowly.

"I'm disappointed.." he said, loud enough for Jimin to hear.

"Huh? Disappointed?" Jimin blinked.

"Thought you were brave, you should have played along and continue the game" he raised his brows.

"It's not about bravery or being cool. It's about who I really am. I'm not an unapologetic person. I know when to say sorry and I don't hurt people to please myself" Jimin muttered, and that sadistic smile painted his lips again.

"Get in" he said, his tone changing immediately.

"Get in...where? I can't swim because of my eyes, and even if I can...I can't swim with you and...

"Get in, Jimin" he interrupted dominantly, and Jimin gulped.

"You won't tell Madam Lisa about what I said?" He asked, and Jungkook ducked into the water, swimming fast to him.

One minute, he was standing by the poolside, the next minute, Jungkook pulled his leg, and he fell in with him.

Involuntary sounds left his mouth as he struggled hard to balance, and surprisingly, the water is warm.

Jimin quickly held his hair since it's the only thing available to hold, breathing hard as their eyes mirrored yet again.

His right hand are around his waist.

Sadism roamed his eyeballs, but with a mixture of something else Jimin can't quite pinpoint.

Jimin gulped nervously, still holding on to his hair.

"You successfully got my attention, sweetheart. You're interesting" he said, and Jimin heart skipped hundred beats.

"What are you gonna...do to me?" He stammered, and Jungkook leaned in.

He tried to lean back, but Jungkook pushed his head back to himself with his second hand, making him gasp.

"Kookie... Jungkook...

"You look so fucking fragile and delicate, I wanna break you, mark you so bad till you'll cry out for help" he muttered devilishly, brushing his thumb on his soft earlobe.

Jimin couldn't breathe as Jungkook continued his toxic declaration.

"Don't...hurt me"

"We decide that after I help with your tendency" he replied, releasing his hair to come to his cloth.

The water stilled around them, and tingles beaded Jimin's skin.

Before Jimin knew it, he already pulled up his top, revealing his swelled chest with their pink buds erected, pointing right at his predator.

Oh no!

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TBC.