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They lay on the sofa, cuddling while Jisung was running his hand through Jin's hair. Jin was way too comfortable in order to tell him to stop or he will fall asleep. It was hard to concentrate on the story as the deft fingers brought so much pleasure.

He kept widening his eyes as wide as he could to fight the sleepiness he felt, rubbing at his eyes. Jisung noticed and smiled at his cuteness, stilling his hand.

-'' Are you tired? Should we sleep?'' – He asked. It was almost 4 am, but Jin shook his head.

-'' No, I'm ok, continue, just for a little longer, please. What happened next?''

Jisung took a deep breath, running through his memories before he spoke again. -'' Well, as your family moved away and Namjoon was not on speaking terms with us, we left. Joy was sick of Korea for a time, so she decided we are to go to Japan instead. I closed my shop and gathered some money I had. We packed our bags and left.''

He made a slight pause, as he inhaled, continuing. -'' Your mother gave her money stash to you, secretly.'' 

Jin tilted his head to meet his eyes at this, disbelief evident in them. Jisung arches his brows. -'' She is your mother, she loves you.''

Jin huffed at that returning to his previous position. - '' That didn't stop her to send me away.''

-'' You wanted to go, and besides your father forbid her to see you, to even speak to you.'' - Jisung felt the need to defend her. -'' She sneaked out and came to the shop. So gracious but timid. She was completely out of place in the tattoo parlour.'' 

Jin could hear his mother's voice in his head, as they said goodbye to one another.

-"Sweety, you have to be wise now, you are not a child anymore. Every decision you make affects not only you, but the ones you love as well. Think carefully before you do anything, eat healthily, stay safe and don't forget to take your meds. Saranghae."

He blinked his tears away as he remembered the last words she spoke to him.

What meds? Was he sick?  He kept pondering about it until Jisung's voice spoke calmly again.

- '' She didn't cry, but I saw how hard it was for her to let you go. She was between your father and you, both of whom she loves. I just think that her nature didn't allow her to stand up to her husband. '' - Jisung narrates. - '' She seemed too gentle and fragile to me, but very supportive of you.'' - He boops Jin on his nose. - '' You told me that she never cared with whom you're intimate, but that she was very disappointed in your drinking and the scandal you provoked. Her respectful and peaceful life was shattered. Her practice went downhill from that moment and she had no clients.''

-'' She was pychologist.'' - Jin adds.

-'' Yup.'' - Jisung nods in confirmation. - '' And no one wants a psychologist who can't raise and control their own son well. She would keep in touch with you over the phone for a time being while she was at work, so your father wouldn't find out, but after a while, you lost touch.'' 

Jin felt awful, as a few fast images appeared and disappeared in his mind too quickly, together with his father's voice. I don't have a son anymore!

He shuddered slightly, feeling Jisung's arm wrapping around him protectively. -'' Are you cold?'' - He asks.

Jin shakes his head. -'' No. Tell me more, what happened?''

Jinnie Hyung, please come with me! I want to go! The new voice boomed in Jin's head suddenly and he shuddered violently again, gasping breathlessly as he heard Tae's voice!

-'' Jin. Are you alright?'' – Jisung asked, concerned now.

Jin hissed as a new flash of memory appeared in his mind. He pressed his palms to his eyes, groaning.

-'' Jin!'' – Jisung straightened them so they were both sitting.

-'' I'll be fine...I'll be fine... j-just...just give me a few moments.'' - Jin groans, rocking lightly with his eyes shut in a grimace. 

The new images and voices from his past flew through his mind, and Jin whimpered. The picture of a hand taking meds from the bathroom mirror cabinet appeared.

-"Jinnie Hyung, please come with me! I want to go!" - Tae's voice echoed again, and Jin wanted to cry. Tae, his sweet Tae. Then the next image of the poker chips stacked one on another, as the game progressed.

-"You were always so easy to manipulate dear one." Another voice, V's came through this time, cold and emotionless.

Then the image of a bandaged hand and wrists, made him gasp. He can hear Jisung calling him in panic, but it was far away.

"Just ignore them Jinnie. Don't pay attention to them." Tae's voice spoke again, they were at Jin's prom and the kids made mocking comments, sniggering.

The image changes and there is Namjoon's friendly face, smiling, with his dimples showing. -"Hi, I'm Namjoon. Can I join you?"

The beeping sounds of the hospital machine were heard in the back of his mind, and then he was on the rooftop again, screaming in V's face. - "Where Is Tae?! Bring him back!"

Then another memory surges and he's in the car, driving around the city. The screaming voice of a woman echoes in his mind. -"He is gone! We need to find him now!!!"

And Jin was running through a dark hallway, rushing to reach... reach what!? The image disappear as his own voice kept repeating. -"Show me..."

The flashes stopped suddenly as they came, leaving him fighting to breathe. He was shaking and gasping for air, feeling dizzy and sweaty. Jisung, who was really alarmed, kept his composure and just held him tight. -'' You are ok. You are fine. Jin, you are safe.'' - He kept repeating while lulling him in his arms.

-'' Here, take some water.'' -  Jisung reached for the bottle of water near the table, and Jin took it with gratitude. He moved slightly away from Jisung and drank half of it.

-'' What the hell was that, Jin?'' – Jisung asks in a serious tone.    

He was looking at him intently, legs crossed under him, ready to jump into slight trouble.

Jin leaned back on the sofa, breathing deeply. It was several moments before he spoke.

-'' Memories.'' - He whispers. -'' They...they came back.''

Jisung's eyebrows rose high. -'' All of them?''

-'' No.''' - Jin shakes his head. -'' Only a few...but it was quite e-enough.''

-'' Did your head hurts?'' – Jisung asked, placing his hand on Jin's knee for comfort.

Jin nodded.

-'' But it doesn't hurt still?'' - Jisung insisted, and Jin shakes his head no.

-'' What did you remember?'' - Jisung asks again. He was very curious.

Jin clears his throat, still feeling weak. -'' Just images and voices, but I can't connect them yet.'' 

They felt silent for a few moments. Jisung sat patiently as Jin kept his eyes closed, trying to remember more. As nothing new came he spoke again. -'' It's like dozen single puzzle pieces...'' - He points with his fingers at how tiny those pieces are. -'' I need to find the place they belong, to connect them with the rest, otherwise they don't make sense.''

Jin reached for Jisung's mug with sake and drank it all, gasping. -'' Oh God, it burns.''

He took some more water and then leaned back again, cheeks regaining their colour now.

-'' Hyung.'' - He looks at Jisung tiredly, but determinately. -'' Continue please, what happened here, in Tokyo?''

Jisung looked concerned, but licked his lips and cleaned his throat before he continued with the reminiscence. -'' The three of us moved here. You.'' - He points at Jin. -'' And Joy and me. I found a job in a tattoo parlour and Joy worked in the supermarket for a while. We needed the money for living and this was the natural decision.'' - He smirks while watching his companion. - '' You, on the other hand, took another road. You gambled.'' - He adds, grinning now and shaking his head.

Jin was dumbfounded. -'' What? I did what?''

Just then another flash of the poker table and cards imprinted in his mind at that.

Jisung chuckles, not noticing Jin's light wince as the image hit. -'' Yeah, and you were quite great at that. Namjoon taught you how to play and you have proven yourself an apt learner.'' - He says proudly. -'' You were so good at it that you started making some serious money.''

-'' I did?'' - Jin asks incredulously.

Jisung nods. -'' Yeah, but gambling has ups and downs, and you had your good and your bad days. You could always smell money and opportunities and quickly enough, you had a large amount of cash in your bank account.''

Seeing that Jin still don't believe him, Jisung continued.

-'' People tend to learn a thing or two about themselves when they are faced with a difficult time. You, who were always protected and cared for, found yourself without it, even though Joy and I tried to look after you as much as we could. We were only a few years older than you, but we managed...somehow... it's just...you always had a very massive appetite towards everything. The right people always surrounded you, it was natural for you.'' - Jisung said matter-of-factly. - '' You never let the good opportunity go, you grab onto it. You craved an expensive lifestyle.''

When Jin didn't say anything, he continued, adding another player to the story. -'' Jungkook followed the three of us to Tokyo a few months later and stayed with us. He was sixteen and I still don't know how he managed to do so.''

Jisung chuckled at the memory of Jungkook. -'' Once he joined us here, he took great advantage of that. The cool hairstyle, the mature fashionable clothes, and the attitude he learned from you, and he looked like he was in his early twenties instead of his teens.'' - He says smiling gently. 

-'' Ladies loved him. I don't know what was with him and older women, but he was crazy for them, as they were for him.'' - Jisung placed his chin in his palm as he rested it on the back of the sofa. -'' He was always resourceful, he always had money, and he was very smart.''

-'' A ladies man.'' - Jin supplies through a smile.

Jisung grins, agreeing. -'' Yeah, and quite troublesome. He often went into fights.'' - He adds in a serious tone. Even after all this time he still disapproved. 

-'' He was young but so eager to grow up.'' - Jin adds. -'' His charms and that adorable smile, with the body of a man, filled with muscles allowed him to have everything he wanted. Whomever he wanted.''

-'' You would've thought that the mother instinct would be strong in those women, who were some twenty or so years his senior, to protect him, and not use him sexually.'' - Jisung added bitterly. - '' He did enjoy it immensely, though. He always had at least four of them on his speed dial at the same time. They were all rich too.''

-'' He was a sugar baby.'' - Jin agrees.

-'' They all spoiled him rotten, we did as well.'' - The man adds. - '' He was so easy to like, to love.'' 

-'' Did he...umm...'' - Jin struggled, afraid of the answer he might get. -'' Did we ever...with him...''

-'' You mean slept with him?'' - Jisung asks. - '' No. No, no, he was always like a brother to all of us.'' - He recalls a few occasions when Jungkook's sulk was visible whenever he was left behind when they go to bed. - '' He never said anything, but I knew he wished he was part of us, in that way as well. It never happened though.''

A sudden memory hit Jin again and he whimpers.

...

-"Ya Jungkook-ah! Where are you going?" - Jin yelled. He and Joy were sprawled on the couch, watching the new episode of "Hell's Kitchen".

-'' On a date!'' - Came an answer as he ran from one room to the next in his heist to find keys, phone and jacket. All of which were in other rooms.

Both Jin and Joy observed him with interest. They were used to this by now, but it was always interesting to tease him about it.

-'' With whom? '' – Joy asked. 

The cheeks on Kook's face redden a bit, but he pretend that he wasn't affected. A shy smile did appear on his face though when he answered. -'' With a Lady-friend of mine.'' - It was the same answer every single time.

-'' Which one?'' – Jin chuckled. – ''You change them so often nowadays, Kook. I'm starting to lose count. Yah, what?'' – He winced when Joy smacked him on his arm.

-'' Who is she Kookie?'' – She asked sweetly.

-'' It's Tae-Hee, noona.''

-'' She is in her mid-30s, Jungkook!'' - Joy shouted shocked. -'' You are seventeen! ''

Jin covered his ears from her shrills, as Kook just rolled his eyes. -'' So what?'' - The young man barks annoyed, quickly remembering to whom he was talking, so he sweetens his voice a lot and answers patiently. -'' Noona, it's ok, we just talk... among other things...'' – He added the last bit quietly.

Jin burst out laughing at that. -'' Oh, I believe it's his bunny smile that makes them wanna mother him and tuck him in their bed. Is milk included?'' - Jin teases.

-'' Aish Hyung! Stop!''  – Jungkook glared at his Hyung, turning a soft gaze on Joy. -'' Don't worry Noona. I'll be fine.''

He went towards the door, followed by Jin's constant teasing. -'' Don't make babies, Kook! I'm too young to be a grandparent.''  

The shirl cry followed that when Joy smacked him again, this time on his head.

Jungkook's entire face was red now. He was never comfortable enough to discuss his sex life with his Hyungs and Noona. -'' Aish Hyung! Enough!'' – He gave a bunny smile and waved. - '' Later! Bye Noona! Bye Hyung!''

-'' Jungkook-ah!'' – She yelled, but he was already gone, so she turned her anger towards Jin. - ''What is wrong with you?! Why do you support this?!''

Jin just looks at her, unperturbed. -'' What do you want me to do? Stop him? I'm not his guardian! Aish, woman!'' - He yells when she smacks him on the thigh.

-'' Don't you "Aish woman" to me! Have some respect! I am older than you!'' - She hisses, now worried. -'' We are supposed to protect him from... from...those... cougars!''

Jin laughed. Joy was two years older than him and he was soon twenty, so he stood no ceremony with her. Besides she asked for honorifics only when she was angry and wanted to make a point by stating that she is older and with that, wiser.

-'' From what? Sex?'' - Jin asks grinning. -'' C'mon Joy, he is not a girl so you have to worry.''

-'' What, he is a boy, he can't get pregnant then it's ok?! Yeah?! Well, news flash, THEY can! His Noona's can! They still have a working oven for making babies, so stop with the crap! He is young! Way too young to be sleeping with them!''

-'' Are you jealous of them, Joy?'' – He teased her, loving the way how adorably flushed her face has become. She gritted her teeth, her eyes glaring at his with fire. Jin loved that fire. He was turned on.

-'' I won't even answer that.'' – She spoke with cold rage.

-'' Who says he is sleeping with them?'' – Jin said sarcastically, playing all innocent. - '' Maybe they really do only talk. Maybe he uses ''gu-gu ga-ga'' tongue, we don't know .'' 

Joy just smacked him again, and Jin hisses. -'' Yah! Stop hitting me!''

-'' I will when you start acting responsibly! Jin! I am worried about him.''

-'' Don't be, he will be fine.'' - Jin said confidently. -'' He knows what he is doing, Joy. Relax.''

Joy watched him in disbelief. -'' How can you say that so calmly, like it's nothing!?''

Jin shrugs. -'' Because he is having a bit of fun and both Jisung and I warned him about the consequences of his actions if he messes up. He is smart, way smarter than both Jisung and me together. He knows what he's doing.''

She was still angry but a bit calmer. Jin knew exactly how to ease her anger.

-'' Come here, you are all tensed. Let me give you a massage.'' - He suggests and she pouts, refusing at first.

-'' I don't want the massage.'' 

-'' Come here.'' - Jin took her hand by the hand and stood up with her in tow. She didn't protest when he guided her to their bedroom. In it, there was a huge mattress on the floor. It occupied almost the entire room. The three of them slept in it, while Kook have had his own room.

Jin sat in the middle of the bed, spreading his legs and tapping the place between his thighs for Joy to sit. Reluctantly, she sat on the appointed spot, making sure to rub her ass on his crotch. He bit his lips and started massaging her neck and her shoulders with slow and practised movements, working to release the tension in her muscles. 

Soon, she was completely relaxed, leaning into him as he tangled his fingers in her hair, combing through it and massaging her scalp. She moans quietly, and Jin felt himself go hard in his sweatpants.

He gripped the roots of her hair softly with his fist and pulled her head gently back, tilting it so he could plant kisses on her neck. She let another breathless moan, eyes still closed as she arched in his arms. He nibbles at her neck, making her tremble with pleasure, and she reached back with her hand to palm his semi-hard cock.

The answering moan was all she needed to slide her hand into his pants to grope him properly.

He nuzzled in her ear whispering. - '' Saranghae, my love.''

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Sooooooo.....next chapter is going to be SMUT, and I don't mean the teasing seduction you read previously. So if you are uncomfortable with that, skip it. 

I hope you enjoyed <3