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"I wanna touch" Jimin muttered, unconsciously biting his lip again, and that kind of rolled him back into his consciousness.

He blinked once, and his mouth widened.

Did he actually just think that?

Maybe he needs some kind of cleansing or something.

Is he starting to run crazy?

He's not the type to find alphas  attractive.

All his friends have celebrity crushes and alpha models they always stalk their IG accounts, but he has none.

Since the case, alphas became tasteless, and they lost all colour. All he always sees is a shade of grey like a period film.

They lost his interest totally, but now he's admiring Jungkook's ass??

And newsflash; he's not even getting triggered? What the hell.

Staying in this same room is not right in the first place, so he quickly got his bag and rushed out of the room.

The hall is empty right now, looks like everyone settled in their rooms already.

The time is currently some minutes to eleven, so he's sure a larger percent of the students will be asleep by now.

He stopped walking at the end of the hall when he saw the man in charge about to enter his room.

"Sir!" He hollered, and the bald man turned to his direction.

"Mr. Park? How may I help you?" He asked as Jimin took long strides to him.

"I need another room. I can't stay with Jeon in the same room, I...

"Why? Isn't he the safest guy in school?" The man cut him off, and he almost laughed at his face.

Of course, that's what they all believe since they're not the ones he barged into their house in the middle of the night to play hide and seek with. They're not the ones he played fucking Russian roulette with.

"Still, I'd like to...

"It's already late, Mr. Park. Go to bed, we sort this out tomorrow " the man cut him off, and before he could protest again, he already entered his room.

H stumped his foot on the ground frustratingly, then he saw a girl coming in his direction.

He has seen her with Yeji a lotta times. Obviously she's one of The Scorpios, her name is Juliet.

"Hey, you wanna swap room cards with me?" He offered.

"No" Juliet glared.

"Jeon is in the same room" Jimin said again, and then a guy appeared too.

He's Romeo, Juliet's boyfriend.

They're quiet popular in campus, and rumours had it that they started dating only because their names match, not because they actually love each other.

He threw a nasty glare at Jimin before taking Juliet away, and then it dawned on Jimin.

This isn't because they don't want to, it's because someone told them not to.

Jeon.

He dragged his bag down the hall again, flinging the door open barge in.

"I'll take it that it's your habit to barge into every available room" his voice came, sounding bored.

He's out of the bathroom already, and his boxers is already covering the lower part of his body.

He's currently patching his chest wound, and for a minute straight, Jimin couldn't form a word.

From his spot, he could count like six moles on his visible body, and they're so brutally beautiful, just like him.

His six packs stood balanced on his ripped chest, and his chiseled abs looks professionally sculptured.

His masculine veins rippled through his skin, especially the skin on his forearms, and two veins ran down his tummy, to his incredible v-line which led to his...

"Looks like you'd wanna take off my shorts by yourself this time" his voice woke him, and Jimin jumped to see him in front of himself already.

When did he even get here?

Jimin sucked in a breath before trying to speak...

"You intentionally made us roommates, and that's why no one is ready to switch cards with me" he said, and Jungkook saw his brows do the dip.

"Who said we could get another room different from this one?" His eyes darkened, and Jimin scoffed before coming closer without realizing.

"If you're plotting anything in that messed up head of yours, then stop right now Jungkook. I'm not in for your mind fuckery"  he said, and Jungkook was already in his face in another minute.

Jimin tried to step back, but the moment he turned, Jungkook strong arm draped on his chest from behind, bringing him back to himself.

His backside slammed on the ridges of Jungkooks' body, and his breaths got caught when he felt his(Jungkook) boner on his back.

His chest almost bursted when Jungkook brought his hand to the side of his face, his eyes going a darker shade.

"What are you doing" Jimin swallowed like a lamb, and Jungkook brought that hand to the shell of his ear, rubbing it teasingly and leaving hot chills in it's wake.

Jimin held his breath and tried to push him away, but who's he kidding?

"Stop it, Jungkook" He swallowed, unable to stop himself from inhaling his scent.

It's too much.

He's too much.

In fact, the whole room is filled with his scent... Cinnamon.

"I won't play nice the next time you call me that name. You might wanna think it through" he warned in a predatory tone, and Jimin bashed his lids twice.

He finally let go of him, and Jimin threw his bag on the bed, fishing out three tops and one cardigan, then four trousers and one joggers.

He's gonna spend the night here, he might as well be prepared.

Jungkook stood by the wall like a gecko, watching him like his prey.

Jimin was glaring as he entered the bathroom where he started changing into the layer of clothes.

'Gawd...I hate this guy' he groaned inwardly.

*

Everyone is tired, so there's no chattings coming from the rooms except for one room that has it's lights on.

Bangchan and Yeji's, and Yeji's moans and pants could be heard throughout the hall.

Definitely, she's getting the banging of her life from Bangchan.

Chaeryoung came out of her room to meet Felix in the hall, and he automatically smiled when he sighted her.

"Hey, geek"

"Now you see me" she rolled eyes.

"What do you mean?" Felix blinked.

"You were fooling with Hyunjin throughout the time we spent in the campus" she replied, sounding pathetic.

"No, Chaeryoung...

"Are you gonna leave me too? Are you gonna become gay and date him? I'm weak without you I can't even digest food. My eating disorder is getting worse you ain't even noticing anything" she cried silently, and Felix quickly took her hands.

"It's not like that and you know. I'm straight, and Hyunjin will never be in my list of choices. You've been my bestie for ages and I won't change that" he said.

"Promise?" She rubbed his backhands.

"Of course" he smiled, wiping her tears.

"Do you like it with your new friends?" He asked.

"Sure, they're cool" she smiled back.

"I should go to sleep, we see tomorrow"

"Alright, goodnight" he made to peck her cheek, but she avoided it before leaving him.

She entered her room, and he sighed before leaving too.

A minute later, Seji came out, staring at her phone screen.

She got a text from her foster mother, it's a picture of piled up plates and clothes waiting for her to wash them once she returns.

She sighed as she scrolled through the pictures, and she suddenly felt someone breathing at her neck

She twisted fast, and she was surprised to meet Hyunjin behind herself.

"What the fuck, Hyunjin!" She held her chest.

"You should sign up for the metropolitan area police when we return to Jeju, Sherlock Holmes" he joked, and she grinned.

"Because your parents are cops?"

Hyunjin's mother and father are both police generals, even his senior brother is a lawyer.

It's like it's in the family blood, but Hyunjin is the only one who deviated to business line because chasing criminals around ain't just his thing.

"Maybe, I can get you a good spot in my parents office" he winked, and Seji had a good laugh.

"I plan to have fun after graduation, not chasing criminals around"

"Then we're on the same side. Jesus, I hate anything related to criminals" Hyunjin made disgusting faces.

"Because you're one yourself?" Seji replied.

"Touché" Hyunjin said, and she giggled as he got a stash of weed out of his pocket.

He rolled one, lightened it and was about to start smoking when she took it from him and had a zap.

"Fuck, barbie. You smoke?" Hyunjin's eyes dazzled with mischief.

"I learnt the habit from Min. buenas noches (Goodnight)" she replied, walking away.

"See ya around, smoke buddy!" He shouted after her, and she chuckled before entering her room.

Hyunjin gave up on smoking then marched to his room too.

He's rooming with Namjoon who's still up, trying to find the owner of the Vans like Jungkook requested.

Hyunjin slid behind him and peeked at the laptop.

"Still no trace of the owner?" He asked.

"Yup. There's no brand that sells that size in this country, even the whole globe" Namjoon replied, halting his fingers on the laptop buttons.

"What do you mean? What size is the Vans?" Hyunjin frowned.

"60" Namjoon faced him.

"What the hell is 60? Is that even a human?" Hyunjin scoffed.

"Apparently, whoever we're dealing with is not playing. He built the Vans by himself to confuse us, a genius" Namjoon replied, stretching himself.

"That's...a no-brainer" Hyunjin replied.

"Is Jeon really spending the night in the same room with Jimin? He has no plans, does he?" Hyunjin said suspiciously.

"Are you scared for Jimin?" Namjoon tilted his head.

"You and Jeon have the same level of madness in your systems" Hyunjin hissed.

"Nah, Jeon is on top" Namjoon laughed, clicking on a porn site.

The moment a video started playing and moans took over the room, Hyunjin left him and got a bag of red apples from beside the bed.

"That belongs to Jeon, he never jokes with his red apples" Namjoon warned.

"Let him kill me tomorrow morning" Hyunjin replied, taking one from the apples to munch on.

"I should probably start preparing for your funeral" Namjoon said and began googling "How To Bury A Friend"

He was still on it when he got a text, and he picked his phone to check.

~ Have fun on your trip, and prepare for the upcoming event ~

It's from his mother, and immediately he read it, he felt like smashing his phone.

He shut down the laptop and stood, getting the weed stash before leaving the room.

*

YEJI AND BANGCHAN'S ROOM*

Yeji slipped into the bathroom after the long sex exercise she had with Bangchan, and she exited after having a short shower.

With the towel wrapped around her chest, she went to Bangchan who's smoking joint and settled on his laps, kissing his lips into her mouth.

She absorbed the smoke in the process, and she blew it out through her nose to his face.

"What if I want round two?" she whispered.

"Aren't you such a whore?" His hoarse voice seeped out.

"Your whore" she replied, dragging the towel away from her chest.

Her breasts spilled out.

"We should plan for tomorrow instead. Your pussy can wait" he pushed her off.

"Tomorrow is already planned. We're setting Jimin up with a snake during the island tour, aren't we? I brought the snake with me"  She replied, bringing out a cage containing a black mamba from under the bed.

"Not just Jimin, I'm adding Jennie to the plan" Bangchan replied, and Yeji smiled, reeking of wickedness.

"Sure" she set down the snake cage and peeled off her towel completely.

"Shall we? Tomorrow will be busy" She licked her finger.

Meanwhile, from the door, Lee has been listening.

After gathering the info he needs, he left as fast as possible.

*

LISA AND JENNIE'S ROOM*

Lisa is currently sitting beside Jennie's body on the ground.

They were talking ten minutes ago when Jennie suddenly got the seizure again, and she was too late to stop her from falling.

She fell from the bed and hurt her forehead, and it's still swollen.

She foamed for minutes before it finally stopped some minutes ago, and she has been still on the ground since then.

Lisa had to sprinkle cold water on her, and she began massaging her swollen forehead.

Slowly, Jennie's eyes opened, and she sat up.

"Are you ok now?" Lisa asked with concern.

"I'm fine, thanks for taking care of me again" Jennie smiled, wiping her lips.

"Get up, you should rinse your mouth and let's clean up" Lisa helped her up, and they entered the bathroom together.

"I wasn't expecting his Majesty to allow you come on this trip. He never allows you" Jennie said.

"I had to beg, and it took a while before he allowed me to come without guards, but I'm sure he secretly had them follow me" Lisa replied, and Jennie smiled after rinsing her mouth.

"You're lucky to be a princess" she said.

"I know, right?" Lisa chuckled.

*

JEJU ISLAND, PARK'S MANSON*

The couple are already on the bed in their room, but only the husband is asleep.

The wife (Angelina) is awake beside him, staring into space and rolling from one side of the king-sized bed to another.

She did it for the third time in two minutes, and when she couldn't take it anymore, she left the bed and walked out of the room.

She went to Jimin's room and opened the door to peek in, missing him more.

Jimin hates when his parents call during his trips, it ruins his fun according to him, so she has to wait till Jimin calls by himself.

"Angelina" Mr. Park came out of the bedroom too, meeting her there.

"I just hope he's having fun" Angelina said.

"Trust him to always have fun anywhere" Mr. Park replied, and Angelina nodded before facing him.

"Don't you think we should tell him the truth soon?" She said worriedly.

"No, Angelina. I don't wanna lose my only child, the shock will be too much for him yunno" Mr. Park quickly replied, and Angelina nodded.

"Let's go back to bed" Mr. Park said, pulling her with him.

*

HYEOPJAE, 12AM~ JIMIN AND JUNGKOOK'S ROOM*

While Jimin is fast asleep on his bed with the duvet wrapped around his small body, Jungkook is fully awake.

He's sitting at the edge of his bed, opposite Jimin, and his eyes didn't stray anywhere, just on Jimin's face.

Jimin made sure to wear all the clothes he took into the bathroom earlier, he even came for extra, and Jungkook has his devilish smirk on when he piled the duvet over himself.

If he decides to have him here and now, not even a thousand stupid clothes can stop him from fucking him to oblivion, but obviously, the time is not here yet.

When it's time, Jimin would willingly open his legs.

He has the same expression on his face again, the unending feistiness even in his sleep.

He has been watching him for three years, hacking into his home every night without his knowledge, being his shadow.

He watched him sleep every night, and yet, he's not bored of that expression, he's never gonna be.

He's obsessed with watching Jimin, studying him.

Though, there's barely anything to study anymore, he knows everything there is to know about him.

His eyes strayed to Jimin's bare feet which is left out by his duvet, and he called him idiot inwardly.

He went to his bag and fished out hello kitty socks which he came back to wear on his slenderly soft feet.

He covered his legs afterwards, then he got his phone and emailed Master Kang about the latest development.

When his sorry excuse of a father told him to start watching over Jimin three years ago, he was against it, but he had to take it when it came with an offer.

An offer he couldn't resist.

He looked back to his face again, and he saw his lids moving.

He's starting to sweat too, and his body began shaking.

Jungkook witnessed this a lot of times.

Jimin gets nightmares, but Jungkook has no idea what they're about.

It's definitely childhood trauma, but what is the cause?

It's the only thing he's still trying to figure out about him without success.

He sat beside him as his shakiness got worse, and the sweat intensified.

Jimin is getting an episode again, and it's worse since he's not in his usual environment.

He's not in his room, and this plays a big role in making it chronic.

He clutched the duvet sickingly tight, and his breathing went up.

"Jimin" Jungkook called softly.

No response.

"Jimin" he rubbed the shell of his ear, guiding his chin with the other hand.

No response, again.

He brought his hand down to his throat and caressed the lines with gentle, slow strokes.

"Park Ji-Min" he called his full name, and his eyes flew open, harsh breaths running out of him.

He sat up fast in bed, and his fearful, panicky eyes darted to him.

Maybe the nightmare blocked his vision or he actually can't see well at the moment to know it's actually Jungkook, but he climbed onto his laps as fast as possible, and his fucking hot breaths fanned his neck as he wrapped his tiny arms on him and hugged him damn tight.

To Jimin, this is still a nightmare. He's still dreaming.

His body is shaking. No, he's actually shivering so bad, and the sweats even got worse.

His eyes went tightly shut.

His black painted nails digged into Jungkook's back because of the tightness, but Jungkook doesn't even feel it.

He threw his muscular arms around Jimin too, the cherry smell of his hair wash intruding his nose immediately.

"Do you have any fucking idea what you're doing right now, little fox?" Jungkook's velvety voice sieved into his ear.

Jimin stayed irresponsive for a while, then he made soft inaudible sounds before finally voicing out...

"Fuck yeah... I'm in Jungkook's arms" he whispered sleepily.

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TBC.