I tried to avoid Jimin having to meet my father, but...I knew what might happen if I didn't do what I was told. I just hoped that a meeting would be enough.

 I didn't want Jimin hurt.

I might be in love with Bogum, but I cared about Jimin too.

"I think this is really nice," Jimin said suddenly, smiling at me as we walked up to the front door. The house is still the same as my childhood days. It is still as ever. I can still hear the owl shriek. I don't understand why my father wants to meet us at night.

 I got disturbed by Jimin's excitement. "I get to meet your family," Jimin said, showing his eye-smile.

"Why are you so cheerful about it?" I asked, curiously.

"Because you know my family," he admitted. "It's only fair that I get to know yours, and I might as well be excited, right? I get to meet your dad. It's important to meet parents, to see why people are a certain way." I frowned at his words with curiosity too.

"Why? "

"I don't have a father. He died when I was younger. You're lucky to have one! " He whispered head lowered while playing his thumb finger in his sleeves. I hesitated before reaching up and ringing the bell.

My father answered the door after a few seconds. He's still the same on his mid-forty age pale color of his skin, giving us an enigmatic smile.

"Well, it seems you do still listen like a good boy," he praised. "And this must be the new pet." his eyes focus on Jimin's reaction.

"Pet? " He questions but my father knows what to do.

"Oh... Nothing. My son is right about your cute. " He immediately changes the subject while Jimin blushed and giggled with no mystery about my father referring to.

"I'm Jimin," he said happily, showing his eye-smile.

"Pleasure to meet you," my father said, letting us in. "Now that we're all here, I don't have to keep my other guest waiting."

'Other guest?' I added to myself.

"Who else is here?" I asked as he closed the door the locked sounds make us shiver.

"Now, now, come on downstairs, we'll have a nice little get-together," he said, gesturing to the basement stairs. I grabbed Jimin's arm to keep him from walking.

"Yoongi, quit it," Jimin whined out as he pulled away. He went ahead without me. I looked at my father and huffed.

"You ought to go down there so he doesn't faint," my father said with an amused chuckle. "He's eager like you were." I huffed again and went after Jimin. To my dismay, he was already in the room. And he wasn't alone. 

On the way basement, it is still the same since my father kept me here. My heartbeat so fast that I grip my shirt in anguish.

"Yoongi, what's going on?" he asked with worry, gripping my long sleeves. I went in, stopping myself. I swallow my enormous lump rebelled to my throat when I saw Bogum chained to the wall.

"Yoongi, what the fuck is this?" Bogum asked frantically.

"Now, Yoongi, why don't you let me know what made you forget all about that boy you told me about," my father said as he came in and closed the door. "I thought you were so sweet on this young man, Bogum, right? But you're here with this one instead." he devilishly grins passing us.

"Let my brother go," Jimin whimpered as he clung to me. My father perked up.

"Brother? Oh, now I see," he said with a smile. "Yoongi, you've learned a few things from me, haven't you? Getting two brothers? That's a feat." He snickers about my lame shiver expression.

"Let them go," I insisted as calmly as possible. "Please."

"No, let's make this interesting," he said, shaking his head. "Why don't you tell me which one you prefer? Whoever you love gets to go home with you. And the other one can stay here and be my new pet, hm?" Jimin whined sharply.

"You twisted fuck," Bogum snapped.

"Go on, son, choose," my father encouraged. I looked at Jimin, then at Bogum. I sighed. "Which one do you really love?" he smirks.

"I..." I couldn't form words. Jimin tugged on my arm, his eyes silently begging me.

"Well?" my father asked with impatience. My breath is shaking, fighting my thoughts between the situation.

"Bogum," I whispered. "I love Bogum." Jimin let out a whimper and kept clinging to me.

"That's what I thought," my father said as he went over and unchained Bogum. Bogum came over to me and hugged both Jimin and me. My father walked over and pulled Jimin away.

"No," he said, reaching for me. "Yoongi! Bogum!" Squirming to my father's grip.

"Out," my father said firmly. "Don't make me change my mind." his men came grabbing us away. My father covered Jimin's mouth with a handkerchief. I know it's filled with drugs that why he lost consciousness in my father's arms. He slipped his arms under Jimin's knee, carrying him in bridal style. He's taking away Jimin.

"Make sure. That both of them not able to enter to this mansion ever again!," My father commands grabbing away from his chamber.

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"You stupid fucker," Bogum said as he shoved me into the wall. "What the fuck is the matter with you? You and I will never fucking happen."

"But I love you," I mumbled.

"Then you're worse than that monster you left my brother with," he snapped. "You chose, so Jimin would have to stay with him because you couldn't lie and say you loved us both or something. You're a fucking idiot." he raged, he grabs my shirt.

"I can get him back," I insisted. "I just have to think about how to do it."

"I'm going back to get my brother," Bogum said, moving away from me before he started walking off.

"You can't! It's too dangerous!" I said, running after him but he punches me.

"Fuck you, my brother fucking adores you, and you left him there," he huffed out. "You don't fucking deserve him. You never did." I stopped and blinked a few times at his words. They stung my heart a lot.

"I...I was trying to love him, to forget you," I said, going after him again. "I was trying, but...this all happened so fast..." I explain.

"Excuses," he said, shaking his head. "I don't want to hear about how you tried. You didn't try hard enough. Once we get out of this, you stay away from my brother. Do you hear me? You stay away from him and you stay away from me."

"Bogum... I'm sorry. I can't risk losing the both of you.." I stop him. "Please." I kneel in front of him. "Don't do this..."

"Yoongi... Remember when you said you love my bento, and I said, I'm the one who cooks it," The first we met at middle school when that time. I buy my lunch since no one to cook for me. When I met Bogum, we always ate together. I really love his bento sandwich, especially the Kumamon design bento sandwich that's the main reason I love him. "That's not true! "My head turns upon him. I saw his tears falling to his eyes. "Jimin is the one who made it. He's not good at academics but his hands were full of arts. He dreams to be an architect. That's why I've always supported him. I want you to meet him that's why I recommend you as his tutor but.."He also knees down. 

"Now I'm the true reason he's hurting and now!" He whimpered. "He was at the hands of that monster!" I hug him in comfort. "It is all because of me! "I release his hug and cupped his chin.

"Bogum... Thank you! " I stand up leaving him.

"For what? "

" For giving me a reason to save your brother and Also.." I sigh and smile at him.

"Loving him..."