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Jin woke up with a gasp, not remembering when he fell asleep in the first place. The morning sun was coming through the window, causing him to blink a few times from a sudden light. His body slightly ached from the uncomfortable position on the sofa, but when he raised his head a little he realized that he slept almost entirely on Jisung's chest. One of Jisung's arms was carelessly tossed across Jin's left shoulder, palm heating the place among Jin's shoulder blades. Jin stirred a little, feeling uncomfortable. He remembered the dream so vividly...or was it a memory, he wasn't exactly sure just yet. The only thing he was completely certain of was that he was rock-hard. The smell and warmth of Jisung's body and his even breathing contributed to a level of high arousal.

Jin shifted a bit more, trying to raise his hips and remove the pressure from his throbbing cock, when Jisung moved slightly, raising his thigh slowly up a notch and pressing between Jin's legs.

-'' Damn it!'' – Jin murmured quietly to himself. The sensation was wonderful. Ever since that "accident" with V, he has not been touched, so the arousal was intense.

He pressed himself slowly on Jisung's thigh, muffling a moan in Jisung's shirt.

Shit. He thought, all those hot memories of Joy and Jisung were too much, too real. He needed the release and he needed it now.

Jisung wanted him, he said so himself, several times last night, so why not... Jin lowered himself down on Jisun's legs, propping his weight on his elbows. He nuzzled his nose in Jisung's crotch, pressing his lips on his clothed member. He felt a light twitch and Jisung inhaled deeply, still asleep. Jin slowly unbuckled Jisung's belt and unzipped his jeans, carefully observing Jisung. He didn't want him to wake up while trying to get in his pants. Jin had another idea in mind, one that Jisung always loved the most first thing in the morning.

Bit by bit, Jin managed to get a hold of Jisung's cock in his hands. It was semi-hard from all of the tugging and caressing. It twitched when Jin gave it a lick, but it became full hard when he took him in his warm mouth. Jisung gasped, his hand acting on reflex, grasping Jin's hair. Jin loved it.

-'' Ah, Jin... w-what a-are you d-doing?'' – Jisung asked breathlessly. Hot spasm after spasm hit him, trying to take a hold of his consciousness as Jin passionately continued to suck him. Jisung threw his head back and moaned. His voice deep and raspy from sleep, send erotic shivers through Jin's whole body. Jin stopped with his ministrations only for a second.

-'' Hyung, mmmm...''- Jin breathed, licking the head on Jisung's member. – '' Take me...'' - Jin moaned, biting Jisung's thigh, grinding himself on Jisung's calf. Their eyes met. -'' Now Hyung... oh God... now!''

At that Jisung strengthen his grip on Jin's hair and made him rise up on his arms, so he could kiss him full on the mouth. Jin was bursting with need. He managed to take off jeans and briefs and slide onto Jisung's lap, grinding against Jisung, their members rubbing, causing them to moan loudly.

Jin raised one of Jisung's hands and started sucking two of his fingers.

-'' Oh, Jin, you are so sexy, love.'' – Jisung breathed, looking at Jin wildly, his gaze now completely awake and filled with pure raw lust. He pulled his fingers off and brought them down to Jin's ass, first rubbing and then pressing slightly into his hole. Jin gasped when he felt him, the tight hotness around his fingers send electric pulses down Jisung's dick, making him ache from hardness.

-'' Oh, you have no idea how much I missed this. – Jisung said, drawing Jin into another deep and sloppy kiss. His fingers worked magic on Jin, his shirt was long gone and he gasped and whined when Jisung found one of his hard nipples to wrap his mouth onto.

Jin interlaced his fingers through Jisung's hair, bringing him closer and murmuring breathlessly.

-'' Oh Hyung, call me the way you used to.'' - Jin moaned deeply as he looked at him through half-lidded eyes.

Jisung's face brightened. - ''Baby Doll.''

Jin tossed his head back and closed his eyes. - '' Yesss...'' - He pushed back on Jisung's fingers, wanting him deep. - '' Get in me...g-get... in....m-me, oh...'' - He mewled.

Jisung was on the edge. Jin looked so heavenly beautiful covered in sweat and lust. He spits in his hand to coat his cock with saliva, only to find that it's already slippery with his precome. He raised Jin slightly, pulling his fingers out of him, trying to take off his own jeans. Jin understood and moved, clasping the hem of it and pulling it down for him. Jisung ripped off his shirt and hurriedly pulled Jin onto his lap again, lining him with his dick and bringing Jin's hips down. 

Jin screamed in sudden dull pain, the stretch was big. He buried his face in the crook of Jisung's neck and panted, trying to ease the pain. Jisung sat, deep inside Jin, waiting patiently for him to adjust.

After a moment or two, Jin started to grind on him, his eyes still shut. It was much bearable now, and soon the pain turned into a massive pleasure when length brushed over his sweet spot. Jisung took that as the cue to start pounding slowly in Jin, bringing his hips up to meet Jin's descending.

Jin was moaning nonstop, lost in his pleasure. -'' I love it when you fuck me hard, Hyung.''  – It was all it took, a magic word and Jisung was snapping his hips up, impaling Jin on his cock harder. Faster. Jin wailed from pleasure, his voice broken as Jisung fucked him as he deserve. He bit his shoulder, leaving the mark and Jin loved it.

Suddenly Jisung grabbed Jin's ass and pull them up. Jin instantly wrapped his legs around Jisung's waist as they wobble towards the wall, Jisung never missing a thrust. He pinned Jin on the cold surface, seizing one of Jin's legs and pulling it up, so it almost rested on his shoulder. Jin felt so stretched and so wrecked, when Jisung, finding a better angle, started hitting his prostate in every single thrust. It made tears to Jin's eyes, and he almost cried. 

It was a long, very very long time since someone fucked him like this. Like he loved. Like he deserved. Like he was their favourite person. The waves of pleasure overflowed him. He felt Jisung's teeth biting hard on the muscle between his neck and shoulder as he shot a load inside him, a hot liquid splashing his inner walls and Jin saw stars. The intensity of his own orgasm hit him so hard that he nearly fainted in Jisung's arms.

-'' Shit.'' – Jisung gasped as they slowly slide down the wall and onto the floor. Their muscles ached and trembled as they hugged each other. Jin was crying now, from release, from joy and from longing. He needed this. He craved this for so long.

Jisung didn't say a word, as he silently cradled Jin in his arms, still inside him. He didn't want to pull out. He didn't want to lose that bond that made them one for the briefest of moments. He still loved Jin with all of his heart. He still desired him, but he also knew that he was not here to stay. Fighting the ache in his heart, he drew back slightly, cupping Jin's face in his hands and kissing away his tears.

-'' Come, Baby Doll. Let's get you cleaned up.'' – He caressed him on his back. -'' There is a nice restaurant not too far from here. I guess they are already open and you must be hungry.''

At his words, Jin's stomach made a hungry rumbling sound and Jisung chuckled. Jin pouted a little, but nodded, cringing a little when Jisung finally pulled out from his sensitive hole.

They got cleaned up and dressed and then Jisung took Jin's hand and lead him out of his shop.

Half an hour later they were just finishing their meals in silence when Jisung spoke.

-'' We were happy the four of us, you know.''

Jin raised his eyes from his food, still munching it sweetly. Jisung's heart was swelling from overloading cuteness from watching him eat. He was an adorable eater. He would always approach food with the utmost respect and enjoy every bite he took. It was pleasurable to watch him and Jisung certainly enjoyed doing so.

Jin chew his food, thinking a little and after he swallowed it, he asked.

-'' Hyung, why did we separate? Where are Kook and Joy now? Why are they not with you?''

Jisung sighed and placed his chopsticks on the bowl, suddenly losing his appetite.

-'' I don't know for sure. I think they are in Busan, Jungkook's hometown.''

Jin glanced from his bowl. -'' Jungkook is from Busan? He told you?''

Jisung nodded. - '' In a way, and not by his choice. Joy was with him when they left, but I don't know if they are still together. I...'' - He pauses, looking down at his food before saying. - '' I haven't heard from them since they left.''

-'' Why?'' – Jin asked.

-'' Well... something has happened...'' - Jisung begins. -'' You see, Kook always looked up to you, so, he strived to become you.''

Jin stopped eating as well, brows furrowing. He listened to Jisung intently. - ''Why?'' - He finally asked when silence echoed longer than necessary. -'' I was anything but great.''

-'' No, Jin.'' - Jisung shook his head, finally locking eyes with him across the table.  -'' You were and still are an amazing person. You just lost your way for a while, but seeing you now... you are still the awesome person I once knew.''

-'' What did I do? What happened?'' – Jin asked hesitantly. He had done so many things in the past three years that he was afraid of anything that might come. Jisung put his hands together around the coffee cup in front of him. Jin remembered that Jisung always drank his coffee dark, with no milk and no sugar. He watched him sip the dark liquid before he spoke with a sigh.

-'' You were quite known in the hot circle. Parties and VIP venues were honoured with your presence every night. You drank a lot and gambled. You and I argued so many times because you were so reckless. Kook was more in your company than us. You always saw him as your younger brother, but since you were young and wild yourself, you weren't much of the authority. Especially since Kook was always so resourceful and stubborn.''

He lit up his cigarette and took a deep drag of it, releasing the smoke through his nose. 

-'' He had expensive taste in clothes, drinks and everything else and he knew how to look the part of any venue. Remember we agreed that he looked older than he really was?''

Jin nods in confirmation.

-'' Well...'' - Jisung arches his brows. - '' Imagine him when he wears one of your expensive designer suits.''

Jin leans back in his chair, taking his iced tea. -'' I see.''

Jisung gestures with his hand in a ''Told you'' manner. -'' But under all of that expensive bling, he was just a kid. Smart, but lost kid. He would never admit it though. As Joy predicted, he fell in love with one of his Lady-friends. She was such a bitch. I couldn't stand her.'' - He said in an acid voice. -'' He was her toy. As he toyed with all the rest, she toyed with him.''

He takes another drag of his cigarette. -'' Kook became distant from Joy and me. He was talking only with you because you didn't judge him, as he said. One day, one friend of mine sent me a video, showing a young man being dominated and humiliated by a much older dominatrix female. It was online. As soon as I saw a tattoo on his neck, I knew it was Jungkook, even though he wore a mask on his face.''

-'' A tattoo?'' – Jin, who was until then listened so intently to the story, suddenly asked.

-'' He had a tattoo of a bird with spread wings on his neck. It was not one of mine.'' – He added after seeing Jin's raised eyebrow. -'' I refused to give him a tattoo when he asked, but he just shrugged and went to another tattoo artist.'' - Jisung shrugged his shoulders. -'' He was like that. Nothing could stop him.''

-'' I was so furious that I remembered the tattoo all too well. I didn't want to believe it, but it was plain to me, the crying and begging young man from the video was our Kookie. Begging for her to stop hitting him and let him cum. At first, I thought that he was into that shit.'' - He said matter-of-factly. - '' But it all came clear when Joy discovered bruises and whip lashes on his body. She caught him by accident after the shower and saw his naked flesh. Now, you know how he was with Joy, he couldn't lie to her, so he told her that he's in love and that he has a mistress now, who takes care of him.''

-'' Fuck.'' - Jin huffs the surprise.

-'' We started noticing the change in him soon after. He would be silent, withdrawn, closing himself in his room for almost the entire day, and then leave it only when his Mistress calls. He didn't go out anymore, nor hang out with us, and in the end, he started using drugs.''

Jisung looks at Jin pointedly. - '' He got really bad and even you got worried.'' 

-'' One day Joy had enough and she start yelling at him. They had a huge fight and he moved out.'' - Jisung takes another sip of his coffee, speaking for that bitter courage to continue with the heavy part of the story. - '' He moved in with her – Seulgi, that was her name. Fuck, I felt like a failing parent, I swear. He changed a lot. Her influence could be seen in the way he thinks, talks, walks... it was a nightmare. The worst part was, she didn't care about him not even a little.''

He was playing with an ashtray with his fingers, his cigarette almost at the end, but the smoke still swirled as it burned.

-''  You, however, stood aside.'' - He spoke finally, glancing at Jin to see if he was listening. - ''You didn't say anything but took matters into your own hands one day.'' - He was observing him now, still trying to figure him out from that period. Jin was an enigma at that time, and no matter how close they were, Jin was also unpredictable. 

-'' You put yourself out there... For her to hunt.'' - He spoke after a heartbeat or two, his eyes not moving from Jin's face. - '' I had no idea at the time what were you doing, or otherwise, I would have stopped you.'' 

And again, the past repeated itself. Jin doing something massively that he shouldn't and Jisung fails to stop him. It was still bothering Jisung, how little control he had over him when mattered.

 Jin sat straighter, eyes round, confused and a little scared. - '' What have I done?'' 

Jisung smiled sadly, shaking his head. -'' I don't know exactly, except that you seduced her, or at least, presented yourself as a perfect sub or something. She kicked him out because of you.''

Jin raised his brows at that. He was really surprised.

-'' I still don't think that was a good idea, but strangely, it did shake Kook enough to start hating her when he found out...and, unfortunately, you as well.''

Jin looks saddened by that news. He never wanted the man to hate him. He just wanted to help him, even though the youth didn't want anyone's help.

-'' I couldn't watch him destroying himself because of her.'' - He said, the voice filled with sorrow.

Jisung nods in understanding. -'' I know you couldn't.'' - He said. 

-'' What did he do then?''

Jisung takes one last drag and then put the cigarette out, blowing the smoke up in the air. -'' He came stomping to our home, calling you out for betraying him, for taking what was not yours.''

Jin nods as the memory returns to him -'' He always hated to share.''

-'' Yeah. Well, he punched you hard and rushed out, screaming that he never wants to see you again. Joy rushed after him.''

-'' It was Joy's idea in the first place.'' - Jin said suddenly as the realization hits him. - '' She was always worried about him.''

This time Jisung was surprised. -'' Her idea?''

Jin nods. -'' She persuaded me to try and get him out of her clutches, and you know how impossible was for me to say no to her.''

-'' I didn't know that she made you...'' - Jisung's eyes were wide. This piece of information explained so much of her behaviour later on. - '' I had no idea... Had I known?'' 

He was beating himself up right now, and Jin had to clasp his hand across the table. - '' Hyung, remember what you told me. It's in the past, we can't change it, so let go.''

-'' Yeah, I know... still... this explains why she...''

Jin shakes his head. -'' I don't think it would change anything, maybe just complicate things. Either way, tell me, what happened next?''

-'' Umm...'' - Jisung was nervous a bit, trying to take the treads of the story back into his hands. - '' One of Kook's rings had cut your lip and you were bleeding, so I was cleaning it up when she called in full hysterics.''

Jin was very attentive right now.

-'' She was screaming about some men attacking Jungkook in the ally. Both of us ran there and found only her, sitting on the sidewalk, crying and holding her cheek.

The memory flashed back into Jin's mind of that scene. - '' He hit her.'' - He said coldly. He watched the muscle of Jisung's jaw tensing at that. -'' He did out of anger when she tried to stop him from leaving.'' - The adds and then sighs. - '' She defended him, of course, saying that it was an accident.''

-'' Of course.'' - Jisung agrees bitterly. - '' She was always protecting him.'' - He finishes his coffee. -'' She told us that Jungkook start a fight and got beat up. The men left him bloodied on the street and left. He was furious about losing.

-'' And he lashed out at her.'' - Jin interjected. It really bothered him, it truly did. Their sweet Jungkook hit the one person who loved him the most and hurt her like that. It was unforgivable.

-'' Where did he go? I can't remember.'' - Jin asked.

-'' I don't know. We only found him later on.''

Right then another set of flashbacks exploded in Jin's mind, blinding him and rendering him breathless as he clutches his head, the pain surging through his brain was maddening.

Jin could hear Joy's panicked scream echoing in his head as the flash flew by his eyes. -"He is gone! We need to find him now!!!"

...

They called Kook's phone, but it only buzzing among the trash on the pavement, after he accidentally dropped it during the fight. Jin remembers Joy's panicked face as she clutched his shirt. - '' Jinnie, it's not his fault. It's not, you know it's not. We have to find him. He's all alone. He needs us, please, find him.''

They went together in search but they couldn't find him. Joy was having a meltdown so Jin told Jisung to take her home while he continued looking for their brother.

Reluctantly, he agrees and almost carries his girlfriend to the cab. Jin, on the other hand, sits in his car and began visiting Jungkook's hidden places that he shared only with Jin. He still couldn't find him. He looked for hours and there was no sign of him. 

Jin had that terrible feeling of foreboding in his stomach, the same one he had many years ago and he hated it. It reminded him of Taehyung.

He began thinking of his childhood friend, eyes turning a little glossy so he didn't notice a person stepping in front of his car before it was too late. 

It happened too quickly, Jin couldn't stop the wheel of destiny.

Jungkook! He thought and then, everything went black...

...

Jin was back at the restaurant. He blinked a few times, face clearing, but he felt so drained, so tired. He was met with Jisung's concerned eyes, only to notice that people are looking at him. He drew quite an attention.

-'' Are you ok?'' - Jisung asked, and Jin nodded.

Right then the waitress came carrying a glass of water for him. She was worried and asked if he was alright.

-'' Yeah.'' - He croaked. - '' Just a headache.'' - He answered in Japenese. 

She gave him another worried glance but went away when Jisung reassured her that it was alright. The rest of the guests soon returned to their own conversations and meals, not paying much attention anymore.

Jisung waited for a few moments, watching Jin intently as he drained the glass in three huge gulps, still slightly shaking.

-'' Jin, what did you see?''

And Jin wasn't sure if he wanted to tell him the truth, so he lied. - '' Bunch of images, it was too damn fast, I couldn't hold on to any of it. It was like a roller coaster.''

Jisung rubbed his face, inhaling deeply. - '' Well...'' - He let his breath out in a whoosh. -'' That's unfortunate.''

-'' Did... did I find him?'' - Jin asked carefully, his body rigid.

He expected the worst but was shocked when Jisung shook his head. - '' No. We received the call from the hospital.''

Jin stopped breathing at this, waiting. 

-'' Kook was hit by a car. The driver escaped the scene and we never found that motherfucker.'' - Jisung was shaking from fury now. - '' He just left him there and drove away.'' - He hisses. - '' Some people found him and call an ambulance.''

Jin's heart stopped, and he just stared at the man. The blood wooshed in his ears and he couldn't hear Jisung anymore.

He stared through Jisung, lost in the sudden drumming of his own heart, and he wanted to scream. It was me... I was that bloody motherfucker... me... Jin couldn't breathe as he realises who the person was. It was Jungkook. His Jungkookie. Jin saw his bruised face when he stepped into the light of his car. Oh God... I hit Jungkook. 

He wanted to cry. He could still hear the screeching of the tires, repeating over and over and over again. He was so lost in that limbo that he didn't notice Jisung asking him a question until he focused his eyes on him once more.

-'' Are you alright?'' - Jisung asked. - '' Do you need to lie down?''

Jin shakes his head. - '' No, I'm alright.'' - He pauses to calm himself before continuing. - '' How was he?''

Jisung looks away. -'' When we got there he was in surgery.''

-'' How bad were his injuries?'' 

The drumming of his heart still echoed.

Jisung met his eyes. -'' It was bad...still is.''

The ice needles erupted over Jin's entire body.

-'' How bad?'' - He wanted to know even though he was petrified.

Jisung sighed. -'' He never walked again...''

Jin froze at Jisung's words, feeling his head falling into the vortex. His entire body went rigidly cold and he didn't remember anything after that besides the echo of the words.

-"He never walked again..."

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And with this chapter, we will say goodbye to Jisung. I might mention him in the next one, just to make the story easily flow, but he will not be around anymore, since Jin is returning home, where his friends and V are waiting. It was a lot to take in. First of all, poor Jungkookie. I am sorry I put him through all of that shit, but it was necessary. You can hate me for now, but I promise it will get better later on. I  hope you enjoyed it. Stay tuned for more.