When Jin returned home that day, he was instantly surrounded by both Jimin and Hoseok. 

“So..?” Jimin sang, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. 

“W-What?” Jin asked, his eyes wide, trying to play it off innocently. 

“Oh come on, you can’t do that.” Jimin whined, leaning closer to Jin, suddenly smirking. “You gotta Tell me all of the details.”

“About what?”

“You and Yoongi Hyung!” Hoseok suddenly burst out. The two men drew closer to the man, smiling at him. “Come on, you have to give us all of the details! Did you sleep with him? Was he good? Well of course he was, I've already heard plenty of stories about that, but how the hell did you get him to actually show you affection afterwards!?”

“W-we haven’t...” Jin managed to stutter out.

“You haven’t even slept together yet!?”

Jin bit his bottom lip, blushing madly. The two men looked at one another, before turning back to Jin. “So, how did you two come by...this kind of relationship then, hmm?”

“None of your business.” The two men whipped around, their eyes wide and Yoongi himself strolled into the room. “I’m fairly certain I gave you both tasks earlier today, have you completed them yet?”

“W-well...almost...”

“Which means no.” Yoongi fixed them a look which had the both of them scampering off, leaving Jin alone, much to his relief. Yoongi turned to him and offered him a small smile. “They’re always like that.”

“I know.” Jin whispered shyly. Yoongi walked over and pressed a chaste kiss to Jin’s forehead, before patting his lower back.

“I have to get back to the office, but stop by later? Maybe after Yejun’s lesson with Desung?”

Jin nodded, smiling at the man as he walked away, but Jin’s smile fell when he realized that before he could see Yoongi again, he had to see someone much less pleasant.

Yejun came scampering into the room at that moment, smiling brightly up at Jin. “Thank you for taking me to the park today, Eomma!” He exclaimed happily. Jin smiled down at him.

“No problem, buddy. But it was your Appa who let you do so. Maybe we can thank him later?”

“Mhmm!”

“Come on, let’s get you cleaned up and ready for your lessons.” They made it to Yejun’s room and Jin helped him to change out of his old clothes, the ones he’d dirtied running around in the park in for over an hour.

They were a little late when they strolled into the music room where Desung was waiting, but Jin couldn’t really bring himself to care.

It was a longer period in which he didn’t have to see the man.

They settled down and as usual, Desung ignored Jin. The caretaker was still cautious around him, but he’d grown a little more relaxed, realizing that the man wasn’t going to smoke a move.

So Jin sat in a corner and quietly observed their lesson, Yejun happily following Desung’s instructions at the piano.

An hour passed, and Yejun was the first to leave, scampering out of the room.

Jin rose from his seat and made to follow the boy, reaching the door, before hands grabbed him and shoved him against the wall. A surprised gasp left his lips and he stared wide eyed up at Desung, who was glaring down at him.

“Did you really think I wouldn’t find out, you whore?” Jin felt unpleasant shivers run down his spine at the words, and he frantically shook his head. “So this is how you hid from me? Fucking someone else?”

Jin shook his head once more. “I-I—“ he gasped once more as a hand shot out and smacked him right across the cheek. His eyes were wide open with shock, and he could barely comprehend what had just happened.

He kept his eyes diverted, not daring to look at the man before him.

“Pathetic. You’re nothing but a pathetic bitch. But you’re my pathetic bitch, and you’d do well to remember that. Just because I’ve been lenient with you up until now, doesn’t mean that you get to whore yourself around. Perhaps I need to have a few more lessons with you again.”

Jin shivered, not responding to him.

But that didn’t seem to be what he wanted.

“Answer me, slut!”

“Y-Yes....” Jin shakily breathed out.

“You’ll stay tomorrow. And after every lesson. Lest you wish for these lessons to be for Yejun.” Desung smiled cruelly and Jin felt utterly hopeless. “You’re nothing but a pathetic piece of trash, I’m surprised you forgot. Nobody wants your broken body, nobody wants your disgusting and used self. The only person who’d ever want you is me. Best you don’t forget.”

The man released Jin and pushed him unkindly towards the door. Jin scrambled out of the room, feeling tears run down his cheeks.

He’d lowered his guard too soon.

And now he would pay for it.