"Ugh, why is he still here?" I complained softly as I watched Yoongi help Bogum get settled on the couch. 

"He's supposed to go away." I was thankful I was alone in the kitchen as I spied on the pair.

"Comfy?" Yoongi asked with concern.

"I'm good," Bogum reassured. "Why don't you go on home? Jimin can take care of me."

"It's not a problem, really," Yoongi insisted. I huffed and brought out some lemonade. I'd made two glasses up because I was trying to be nice.

"I found mom's homemade lemonade recipe," I admitted, setting a glass down for Bogum. He picked it up carefully and sipped from it, humming.

"You might have outdone her," he praised. That's was bad.

"Let me try," Yoongi said, holding out his hand. I picked up the glass and gulped some down.

"Not enough for you," I said, shrugging a little.

"Oh, I get it, you're going to be a bitch now," Yoongi said, nodding slightly.

"Isn't it?" I said, smiling pleasantly. Bogum chuckled a little. "I'm ordering pizza. Mom's working late tonight."

"You know what I like," my brother said happily.

"Do I get dinner too, or should I just hope for table scraps?" Yoongi asked, tilting his head.

"We don't feed animals table scraps," I said with a little shrug. Bogum stifled a laugh and drank more of his lemonade.

"Hyung, you need to have more rest now!" I took all the dishes.

"I'm alright Jiminie. wishing Jinnie here to babysit me!" he wishes to put his foot on the table. Turn to Yoongi's reaction if he's going to piss off. I sigh and went back into the kitchen, perked up when Yoongi followed me.

"What is your problem?" he asked with a huff.

"You," I intoned.

"You wanted to be with me, and I didn't want to upset you," he said, lowering his voice. "I gave you what you wanted."

"I wanted you," I said, drinking a bit more lemonade. "I wanted to be with you, that's why I trusted you enough to give you my virginity. Did you not understand that? Or did it go in one ear and out the other because I'm not Bogum?"

"Look, you can't help who you fall for," he said firmly. "I fell for him. Get over it."

"Or... I could hold a grudge and be passive-aggressive until you fuck off like you said you would," I suggested. "That sounds better, doesn't it?"

"Oh, fuck you, Jimin," he declared with a grunt.

"What are you going to do? Spank me? Punish me? Ooh, I'm so scared," I taunted. He huffed and went back out into the living room. After a few seconds, I heard the front door open and slam shut.

"What did you say to him?" Bogum called out. We frost on our self.

"Nothing that I didn't mean," I said proudly. I looked out at him and smiled.

"Proud of you, bro," he praised. "Stand up for yourself. Don't let him bully you around."

"You're the reason he bullies me around," I insisted. "You got Mom to hire him, didn't you?"

"To help you," he blurted. "Because you're my brother and I love you and I want you to get good grades."

"Yeah, yeah," I said, rolling my eyes. "Can you order the pizza? Please? I don't want to talk to any other people."

"I've got it," he said with a smile. "But you've got to make me more lemonade."

"Deal." I rolled my eyes. Nothing to do but to agree.

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"You know that you're never going to get Jin, right?" I said as I ate. "I don't mean to mess up your dreams, but he doesn't want you."

"I know," Bogum admitted. I blinked at him. 

"I can't help how I feel, Jimin. I like him a lot. And we don't get to choose who makes our heart skip a beat. But I know I won't get him. It's one-sided."

"He does like you, but not like that," I said, rubbing his back. "You could be good friends."

"I'll take it," he said, nodding slightly. "Now, this is the part where you tell me the complete story with Yoongi. Leave nothing out."

"You won't tell Mom?" I asked with concern.

"I swear I will not tell Mom," he promised. "Spill it." I sighed softly.

"He started this thing to get me in gear for school, spanking me," I admitted, hearing him gasp. "Let me get the entire story about before you comment, okay?"

"Okay, continue," he encouraged.

"And I like the spanking part," I said, hearing him gasp again. "Bogum." He shook his head and gestured for me to keep going. "I guess I'm into masochism or whatever, but I like it with him. It was helping me get great grades." I paused. "Um... I started falling for him. I wanted him to be my first, he was. Then I woke up the next day and he left me a letter talking about how he was leaving and to not look for him because he loved you, not me."

"Shit... Jimin," he said.

"No, I don't blame you anymore," I reassured. "I'm still mad, but I care about you because you're my big brother. I love you and you've both said you can't help who you fall for."

"You know, you could get him to see that he'd be good with you," he suggested. "I mean, I love Jin, so it wouldn't happen anyway, but you two would be kinda cute together."

"Shut up," I said with a shy giggle.

"Well, it's true," he said, laughing softly. "Listen, you're so sweet, Jimin, and you deserve to have a guy who makes you happy. You should see if Yoongi's that guy."

"Maybe," I said, shrugging a little. "But right now, I hate him. He took advantage of me."

"You can punish him a bit more," he reassured. "It's entertaining."

"I don't know hyung!" my head down.

"Jimin. I can't push myself to Jinnie, you cannot push yourself to Yoongi, don't stop your world from this. Look at me I'm still hoping to for Jin, but I don't want to give up, but you Jiminie you and Yoongi have a chance!" I whined.

"Knock it off, hyung!" he burst of a laugh. "Your still a kid Jiminie!" I pout at him. Suddenly, my phone rings. I show the number on my screen.

Seokjinnie Hyung is calling.

That's odd, Jin Hyung never calls in this time unless it's an emergency. Walking away from hyung. I got worried, answering the call and my suspicion is right.

"Hello, this is the police station. We received a report that Kim Seokjin is missing within a week. " The officer cooed to the phone, I don't know what to do but hyung going to be more worried if I tell this to him. I put on my jacket and walk to the door. Bogum calls me but I lied out in reply.

"Hyung, I'm going to Taehyung's house. I'll be a sleepover at his house." He agrees.

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I ran to Taehyung's house after I knew the café didn't open for weeks. What happens to them? Reach to his house, I mean mansion. I don't realize Taehyung is rich. On my way, I've noticed a man standing in front of the gate. I instantly recognized him. It's Namjoon hyung what's he's doing outside the mansion.

"Namjoon hyung." He turns his head while his hands are on his pocket in his black belted pant and gray-black striped blazer with white polo inside. He looks hot, along with thick glasses.

"Namjoon hyung." He had turned on me.
"Jiminie, what are you doing here?" He smiles, showing his deep dimple. No wonder why Taehyung falls for him.

"Jin Hyung is missing, the police told me. I need to tell this to Taehyung." I said panting my breath but his emotion become dull and sad.
"Taehyung is not here. My parents discovered our relationship and—" he sighs. "They took him away from me."

"Where they take Taehyung?"
"To San Francisco!" I knee down in tears. No one besides me now. Taehyung is nowhere... Jin Hyung is missing. Namjoon lifts me by at spurs of the moment he hugs me in comfort. He's so sweet and caring. I didn't hesitate to hug back. He let me cry in his shirt, which I needed the most.
"Jimin!" a haughty tone of voice tent us to separate.
"Yoongi! " I frowned. His figure looks like a bad boy image that he's formal and casual image than before. Namjoon Hyung release me.
"Jiminie. I'll be going now.!" he cooed and embark on his car just behind him. He waves goodbye to me. When he's gone. I try to pass him, but he grabs my arms, protest in his grip but he's stronger than me. Attempting to defy his strength, but I can't. He forced me to board his car, and I knew he was going to bring it to his condo.
Upon our arrival, he pulls me out of the car.
"Yoongi. Where are you taking me? " I asked him fearfully, but he didn't respond to my answer. He pressed the pin code, and he continues to drag me. He threw me onto his king-sized bed. I try to rise, but he's completely hovering over me.

"This is the punishment you want, Park. Jimin. Then you've received more than I took your virginity. I will make sure, you'll going to rip out like a virgin.!"

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