Jimin mumbled in his sleep as he rolled over the bed, his hand hanging from the edge of the bed. He lightly kicked his legs in the air to remove the sheets over him due to the building heat in the room. Babbling a few words through those pink plump lips, the boy made a final turn slipping off the bed.

Jimin's eyes flew wide as fell off the bed and a yelp escaped his lips. He was sure of hurting his ass as he falls over the floor with his elbow taking the major hit like always.

But it didn't occur.

Well, Jimin directly rolled into a pair of arms that caught him, and his face hit the man's chest. He blinked a few times to take in the situation. His hands tried to analyze the case and that's when he felt it.

The man squeezed his ass a little and Jimin frowned before pushing the man off him. He scooted back over the floor with his stretched hand in front of him as a defense.

"The fuck dude! What the hell were you trying to do?" Jimin asked.

"Oh, I was just passing in front of your door and saw you almost tripping off your bed. I just wanted to help-"

"Why did you grope my ass, fucker?" Jimin fired with a frown over his brows.

"Oh, that's because," the male turned shy and looked down with his cheeks turned pink, "It was just so full, I couldn't help it."

Jimin scoffed at the man's honesty, "Dude, whatever the hell your name was," he leaned forwards with his index finger directed at the male, "Stay the fuck away from me and my room. I don't want your pervert ass lingering in and around me. Am I clear?" He glared strongly and the male quickly nodded.

He stood up and stretched his hand for Jimin to take, "Hey, let me help you." He smiled cutely and lend a helping hand.

Jimin's eyebrow twitched at the action and he legit slapped the hand out of the way to stand on his own. He stepped ahead and grabbed the male's collar, "Try this stupid fairytale shit with someone else. I hate this crap."

"Jungkook." He said.

"What?" Jimin scowled.

"It's my name. I have a name and that's Jungkook." He reminded.

Jimin clicked his tongue and swung his leg in the air before kicking the man's ankle with his toe. Jungkook almost tumbled forwards and Jimin was quick to catch the back of Jungkook's collar, "listen here bitch, I don't fucking care about your name. Do whatever the hell you want in the house but keep your business clearly out of my sight or I wouldn't think twice before stabbing a knife in your abdomen. Am I clear?"

"Y... yes," Jungkook responded timidly and stepped back freeing himself from Jimin's clutches.

Jimin smirked as he saw the fear in the male's eyes. He licked his lips before whistling his way out of the room. He smiled cheerfully as he walked towards the kitchen.

Meanwhile, Jungkook shrugged his head and fixed the few locks of hair before dropping his hand on side of his waist. A wry smile formed over his lips as he looked at the open door, "Stab me? Have you ever held a knife before, Park Jimin?" He chuckled before stepping out of the room.

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Jimin swayed his hips sideways as the music blasted in his ears. His hands were busy making himself a toast with some peanut butter spread. He turned around to place his perfectly made toasts over the white plate and draped it with some honey over top in a zig-zag fashion. He picked some strawberries out of a small container and scrunched his face when he realized some were stale. He shrugged his shoulders and arranged them around the plate anyways.

He licked some honey over the bread and pulled out his phone to take some pictures of the attractive breakfast he created. His elbow pushed everything over the table and his other hand corrected the position of the plate. He angled his phone and clicked multiple pictures.

His fingers worked their way to filter out the extras and used multiple apps to perfect the photo. He smiled in contentment once he was done. He clicked on the upload option and sighed in relief.

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Jiminlover: Oh my god! That looks delicious.

Jiminswife: Is that honey or you on the bread?

Crazy567: Man! Bless us also with such a breakfast.

Mingi672: I want to visit Milan too.

Jimin smirked as he looked at the comments and walked out of the kitchen. He saw Jungkook passing by him but he could care less.

"Aren't you going to have it?" Jungkook asked softly not to anger the tiny man.

"I don't want to spend the next precious 86,400 seconds in my toilet." He flashed his middle finger as he walked off with his eyes fixed on the phone.

Jungkook blinked a few times and used his fingers to calculate. He spent another minute comprehending the sentence and left a sigh of understanding, "Ou! He wanted to say one day." He mumbled to himself before heading to the kitchen with his ass jiggling as he hopped on his way.

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"Updates for the day?" Namjoon asked as he sat at the head end of the round table with his legs spread and elbows resting over the table before him.

"This is collected data about the students you said to keep an eye on, Sir." One of the officers handed out the file to Namjoon.

He fixed his spectacles and looked over the files. He didn't find anything odd as he skipped through the pages. His eyes stopped at a particular spot and slammed his hand over the table, "Nothing strange, you say?" He mocked.

The officers gulped at the sudden silence and wiped their foreheads at the sudden change in Namjoon's tone.

"Didn't you say this boy lives alone? Who is the new person in his room!" Namjoon raised from his seat and so did the others.

"Sir, he just the roommate-"

"What the fuck did I say when he blends with his targets! Have you flushed your head in the toilet? Which part of keeping an eye on every move did you not understand?" He shouted and threw the files in the air.

"I want a separate team to find their hiding spots and keep a close eye on this particular student. Others will continue to keep an eye on the rest of the students. We need to move faster and think faster. Remember! If anything happens to this boy you are going to question your existence in the FBI for the rest of your life and I will make sure of it. Was that recorded in you dumbheads!" He screamed with his neck veins popping.

"Yes, sir." They said in unison.

"Louder!"

"Sir, yes sir!" They said with a loud pitch.

"Now, move!"

I promise to catch you red-handed, you choad! Namjoon fisted his hands with knuckles projecting out and anger oozing out of his eyes.

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Tring! Tring!

Jimin was busy playing games on his computer with his fingers almost smashing the keys of the keyboard every time an enemy attacks him from the corners. He let out a string of cuss words as he continued to kill the enemies that tried to attack him.

Tring! Tring!

He rolled his eyes and threw the phone over his bed and continued to play fully submerged in his game with no clue of the outside world.

Well, if he was just a little more active in the real world he would know what was happening in his background.

Jungkook peeped at Jimin from the side of the doorframe for a straight minute and noted down something in his diary. His eyes tried to analyze the room and stared at the ringing phone. He stepped back and walked towards his room with an unreadable expression.

Tring! Tring!

"Fucking gimme a break!" Jimin slid his headphones down and rolled his chair towards the bed to pick up the phone. He sighed heavily as he saw the caller's name.

Asshole alert! Don't pick!

"Hello?" He began softly.

"Where is the top, Jimin?" Taehyung coaxed as he held back the budding anger.

Jimin cursed under his breath and got off his chair with teeth chewing up the bottom lip, "Look, I...was about to speed post it but then the internet bill came in and I was short of cash. I had to pay for that-"

"Cut the crap, bitch! I told you I need that    top by today."

Jimin eyes looked around for some kind of excuse but nothing was striking his genius brain at the moment, "Can't you wait for another two days? I will arrange the money and return the top with interest. Is that okay?"

"Double. I need double the amount of that top-"

"Are you kidding me? How is that a fair deal?" Jimin whined.

"You don't get to choose a fair deal, Jimin. Decide quick. Either that or I send my men to strip every penny you have over you." Taehyung threatened.

"No! Fine! It's a Deal!" Jimin let a frustrated sigh and slumped over his bed.

A/n:- Ou! Look what we have here.

Jimin is a bit too rude. Don't you think?

Well, Jungkook is giving some odd vibes. Doesn't he?

And why is Namjoon so angry? It's like he is hiding something.

Will Jimin arrange for the money?

Will Taehyung let him live peacefully?

Do you have any clue about the theme of the book yet?

Any guesses on what Pavlov Touch is?

Did you like the chapter?

Well, let's meet in the next chapter.

Love you, kids.

Maddie 🙂❤️