Jalousie- Angèle

"Oh come on stop being a brat!"

Yeosang yanks the phone away from his ear, flinching to the tone of voice of his aunt. Well, she feels more like a sister than an aunt since she's only a year older than him but that doesn't change the fact that she's still Jeongguk's half sister.

And Jeongguk is technically his dad.

So apart from his fathers coming after his ass, so is she.

At least she's not the scolding or lecturing type on him since she can in some way understand him.

"I don't need money Lisa," Yeosang sighs heavily, moving down the hallway through the other students, "Unlike Tae, I know how to save my money."

This managed to make his heaving aunt chuckle under her breath, making him even twitch a smile to the unfamiliar sound.

It's been a while since he's heard from her, a long while actually, and he does miss her presence. Since she was almost around his age, they use to always be the rebels and get themselves into trouble all the time. They would go to the underground fighting rings. Sometimes they would hang around with other members of Jeongguk's men, training together or learn other things about the business.

Point is, they did a lot of things without leaving the other behind. It sucks not having someone here to be able to do stuff like that anymore, or at least can understand to that level.

Joshua is a good a new company, but it's not the same as a family relative who Yeosang practically grew up with.

"Well, it seems like you're getting your life figured out. Even going to college, I'm proud of you," Lisa tells him just as Yeosang walks out of the doors of the main building of the university, "I'll make sure to make Jeongguk calm his ass down a bit, but that means I can visit you one day, deal?"

As if Yeosang is complaining.

"Deal."

And with that the call ended, but his phone rings against almost immediately.

This is no surprise who it is this time.

Of course it's his father.

Staring at the contact name for a moment or two, Yeosang groans under his breath and answers the call.

"Hi father-"

"Why the fuck didn't you answer my calls from earlier!?!"

Yeosang had to close his eyes to calm himself down, but with an exhale he nods to himself to just not get aggravated enough to throw his phone against the wall.

"I was busy," The boy huffs, narrowing his eyes when he sees a familiar silhouette walking a few feet ahead with someone beside him, "Besides we spoke this morning. Why are you so worried? I can take care of myself."

This made Jeongguk laugh, "Oh I know you can, that's why I'm worried."

The guy walking with Jimin is someone Yeosang hasn't seen before, but clearly the two are close by how there's little to nothing of distance between them as they walk. Since a Yeosang isn't that close, he can't grasp too much of the scene well but clearly Jimin is doing that thing where his hips are swaying, patting the guys arm often with a clear false smile just to lure the guy in his charms

It was working, obviously.

"Well you shouldn't be, I haven't killed anyone," Yeosang suddenly spoke in French just to keep a disguise on their conversation, "Your child is being a good boy attending college."

This actually made Jeongguk gasp, but it was obvious that it wasn't a bad type of gasp. The mafia leader always wanted his son to go to college, but of course he wasn't able to because it just wasn't safe for Yeosang since it would've been too obvious he was the son of someone important.

They would've discovered him quicker if he was back home.

Now he's hidden and no one knows his identity.

"Really?" Jeongguk hums, not nerving anything in Yeosang's body as he focuses to the way the guy beside Jimin boldly wraps an arm around his waist and pulls him closer.

He caught him.

"Yeah," Yeosang responds, trying not to smirk at himself by how he didn't expect anything different from Jimin, "Well I'll talk to you later, I have to go to my apartment."

"Oh and that switching to French to keep your cover," Jeongguk suddenly says, the smirk on his lips clearly evident from his voice, "Very good, I taught you well."

Now this officially made Yeosang feel slightly proud of himself, "I'm not the Spawn for no reason."

When they hanged up Yeosang is incredibly close to them now as the two walk in the direction of the dormitory. Jimin is still doing that fake laugh that actually raised Yeosang's curiosity to how his actual laugh might sound like.

It can't be that forceful can it?

Or that strained?

Like how it sounds now?

The guy he flirting a storm with is almost his height, probably a bit taller, with raven hair and milky pale skin. He gives off the cute nerdy type; Tousled raven hair in large waves, baby blue large hoodie with white jeans and worn out sneakers.

Adorably cute actually.

The few times Yeosang has seen his face when he would look at Jimin is enough to determine that he's by far breathtaking, even with a cute gummy smile that reaches his eyes.

Jimin better not hurt his ass with his freaking mating heat season, even if it's a yearly run heat for him.

Clearly.

When Yeosang glances back at Jimin, it's clear that he's in the mood for something soft today, perhaps submissive. It's strange to think Jimin as someone dominant by just everything about him, but of course Yeosang shouldn't jump to that conclusion.

Everyone has potential to be both, it's all about preferences after all.

So there's no doubt Jimin has a little need to be a dominant partner with this guy, even if it's just for a day.

Yeosang snaps gaze to the outside parking lot, where his new black motorbike is parked. Just as he turns to approach it, someone yells.

"Jimin!"

The way Yeosang glares annoyingly at the guy outside his car, who's parked right beside his bike, is clearly nothing pretty or friendly.

If anything he had the boiling urge to smash his skull through the window with his hyperactive smile. It's too bright and sunny to be having this energy!

Wordlessly Yeosang only gets to his bike, getting on it while going to his backpack to get his helmet.

Just as Jimin with that guy arrives to the giddily man by the navy blue car.

"Wow, long time no see Hoseok."

Jimin doesn't sound amused as his words portray.

"True, wouldn't hurt to send a text from time to time princess."

Yeosang has to swallow down his barf the second he heard that horrid nickname, going on his phone when he felt it buzz.

Guess he has study plans with Joshua tonight, at least.

"Hobi this is Yoongi, Yoongi this is Hobi. You two might get along since you both like painting."

Yeosang turns his motorbike on, causing a squeak from who knows which one of the three males beside him, but Yeosang didn't have to guess to know that it was probably the twinkling fairy that was walking with Jimin.

Sounds like a noise he would make.

"That's nice. What are you guys up to?"

The clear sensation of someone staring at Yeosang from the corner of his eye is almost as though laser are shooting through his face, and Yeosang is definitely one to be use to that type of feeling to know his instinct is correct.

"We are going-"

Yeosang purposely turns the gas, causing a loud sound to erupt out of it.

"We are going to the-"

Vroom!

"To the-"

VROOOOM!

"DO YOU FUCKING MIND!?"

Yeosang tries not to grin as he lazily fixes his eyes to them, more specifically to Jimin. The other male is practically boiling red, glaring murderously to the mischievous boy who keeps cutting him off.

At least he has an excuse to look at his surroundings now.

Like this Yeosang could capture a better sight of the boy beside Jimin. Most definitely he's very pretty, innocent feline eyes and a shy type of aura around his whole body language. He's looking at the ground with a pout, just so unlike Jimin's rude and thirsty personality.

Cute, really cute.

The other guy isn't so bad himself, but he's more on neutral spectrum rather than shy or cocky. He just looks like a very hyper person to have around most of the times.

And definitely good looking.

"Oh I'm sorry, was I disturbing you princess?" Yeosang mocks, cringing on the inside to that disgusting nickname.

But it did the job in pissing Jimin off even more.

"Fuck off!"

Oh, bad mistake.

Such a very bad mistake......

Yeosang's whole smugness faded, completely turning it into a familiar calm yet cold facial expression instead. It's the type of stare his victims would see before Yeosang would rip them to shreds with his bare hands, laugh at their pieces and burn them to ashes.

A stare Yeosang can only muster alone, and what Taehyung has described as lethal.

A clear sign to show that he's incredibly pissed.

Jimin wasn't fuming anymore, instead he actually looked quite cautious. Yoongi even noticed the look and his arm around Jimin evidently tightens.

As if he could do anything if Yeosang actually let his demon out of its cage.

For a long moment, Yeosang has to grip the steer to stop himself from doing something completely reckless, and learned to take deep breathes like Jeongguk has taught him.

Everything about Jimin pisses Yeosang off, and to hear that type of command from him, in that foul language, only tweaked Yeosang's heir instincts and habits.

No one disrespects the Spawn.

Ever.

No matter who the fuck it is.

"Yeosang," Jimin suddenly calls out, clearly shaken up by how indirectly attacked he feels right now, "I-I'm so-"

Fuck this.

Yeosang shoves the helmet over his head, strapping it on and glares at an unease Jimin before snapping the glass down over his eyes to conceal them and removes the stand. Without another word he eases his way out of the parking lot and drives off.

So fast that it as possible a trail of fire would even follow his mark.

Leaving Jimin breathless for what just happened.

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A/N:
Alrighty!!! One more chapter and then it gets to chapter seven!!

Well seems like Yeosang is very...... upset....

I wonder how this will turn out..... haha

I PURPLE YOU! <33