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Namjoon sat on the floor of his cage, legs spread, back leaning against the bars. The runes carved in the metal were too strong. His magic, now fully charged by the time he was held captive, couldn't breach through the restraint. He wondered how long would he had to stay here. The blonde twin, whose power was still untrained and uncontrolled, has stopped with his visits, but Namjoon knew that it's not over yet. As long as Jin sleeps, Namjoon had leverage over twins and something to bargain with, unless his crew comes and rescue him. He thought of Jackson and how worried he probably is. For all of his years, Jackson was the only one who never disappointed him. Sure they argue and fight as brothers do, but Namjoon knew that Jackson would have died for him. He wondered what happened to him. He was supposed to keep watch around the tower, but then again Sugar knew exactly how to press Jackson's buttons. He did it often when they were sailing together. Speaking of the sweet Devil, there was a small rustling at the door and Namjoon's eyes fell upon a pale figure dressed all in black. His dark hair falling on his brows as silver dangling earrings hang from his ears.

-''My dear Sugar, what brings you to my humble abode?'' – He said sarcastically, spreading his hands in welcome as Yoongi strode slowly towards him.

-''Spare me the small talk Namjoon. It's been a while.'' – Yoongi's deep drawl was as quite contrast to his cute cat-like face. Namjoon scanned him carefully.

-''You look pale.'' – He said and Yoongi rolled his eyes.

-''I always look pale.''

Namjoon grinned. – ''That you are. What do you want Sugar?''

-''My name is Yoongi.'' – Yoongi said it curtly, but Namjoon grinned wider.

-''Aaah, but I'm afraid you would always be little Suga to me. The old habits die hard, especially for an old man like me.''

-''You are not that old Namjoon, stop fucking around.'' – Yoongi growled low.

Namjoon chuckled.-''But how can I not to? When it feels so fucking good to fuck.''

Yoongi's eyes grew dark from annoyance, which seems to urge Namjoon even more.

-''You were too young back then Sugar to know what a good fuck is.'' – He tilted his head at the smaller man. – ''But I believe you had your fair share during the years with the face like that. I wish I was there to celebrate your first fuck Sugar. A boy becoming a man, a marvelous transformation.'' – Namjoon spoke, acting like an older brother. Yoongi wanted to punch him.

-''What I remember of you...'' - Yoongi spoke suddenly, stopping Namjoon's rambling. ''...is that you were kind and righteous.'' – He sat on the floor opposite Namjoon. – ''But I guess time does changes people, some less, some more.''

-''It didn't change you much though.'' – Namjoon smiled. – ''You are still cute as you were before Sugar.''

Yoongi closed his eyes in exasperation at his old nickname. He just had to deal with it.

-''What did you do with Jackson?'' – The sudden change of topic catches Yoongi unprepared, but he recovered it soon after. He chuckled remembering Jackson's confused and furious face.-''Oh, we created a diversion. As always he was impulsive enough to take the bait. He never learns...never change.'' – Yoongi said and Namjoon chuckled.

-''You were always smart Sugar, always so sly and observant. You knew exactly how to push Jackson's buttons in the right way. I always imagined that one day he would simply kill you... or fuck your brains out. One of the two, if not both. He was always more of a loyal raging dog, while you...you were always hiding in the dark corners like the little black cat you are. I must say, the combination of you two together made my brains purr, whatever the outcome.'' – Namjoon cocked his head on the side as he watched his old fellow pirate. – ''Too bad you chose the wrong side. I feel almost sorry I will have to kill you when I get out.''

Yoongi's eyes did not change. His face expression was still unreadable, which drew Namjoon insane, but he hid it behind his own well-composed mask.

-''What happened to you Namjoon. You were once a good man.'' – Yoongi's deep lazy voice spoke so casually. Namjoon's jaw muscles moved ever so slightly in suppressed anger. He forced a smile on his face.

-''Well Sugar, back then I was not betrayed by my two best mates and had my grandfather living and breathing. It's funny what the knife in the back could do to a man.''

Yoongi scowled. – ''Oh stop making it as I betrayed you when you knew perfectly well that I was forced into servitude by the old Cap. Bonded Namjoon by a blood oath. The same oath you made for him. If Jin hadn't killed him then, I probably would later on.''

Namjoon hissed at Yoongi's words, but the latter was unmoved. – ''Your grandfather was a vile man and only you saw him as a hero. I never could understand why.''

-''He protected me and raised me!'' – Namjoon began, but Yoongi cut him. – ''He used you for your powers! He never cared for you! He cared only for those artifacts and his brutal reputation!''

-''You don't know what you are talking about! You had no idea who my grandfather was! I...''

-''I knew perfectly well who your grandfather was Namjoon! As for you, you were always a good blinded fool that mistook a few kind words for affection.''

-''I was only a fool for you and Seokjin, trusting you when you were plotting behind my back! Tell me, did he took you to his bed first, or did you came with him out of love Sugar?!''

Yoongi grimaced at the accusation. – ''You fucking idiot! Jin Hyung only loved you, for all this time! He was the only person who truly ever loved you!''

Namjoon started to laugh, a little hysterically. Even though he got the truth out of Seokjin about what happened and his feelings, a pang of jealousy involving Sugar and what happened to Jin after he left still bothered him. He knew that the young man left with Jin that day. He always knew that Yoongi was different and introverted, but he always wondered to what extent he was drawn to Seokjin. It was eating him for years. The jealous hatred towards the younger man only grew with time, now reaching for its peak, as it seemed that not only did Sugar left with Jin but that they stayed close together all this time.

-''You were always a pretty little thing Sugar, so cute. Why did you think we called you so...hah, little Suga...Jin was always fond of you back then, I just didn't know how much. Tell me, does he fuck you or does he open his handsome legs for you, hmm?!'' – Namjoon was gripping his bars, face livid while his eyes shined strong. He looked insane, out of control, eyes blazing amber from magic. His emotions and his power conflicting as to the sound of the electricity crackled in the air. Yoongi observed him hard. – ''You are a madman.'' – He said and stood up from the ground, turning to leave this room, when Namjoon's voice stopped him.

-''You were always in love with him.'' – Yoongi froze, body tensing. He turned to face Namjoon again, but the caged man only laughed. – ''Oh, yes I know. I knew back then also. I fell for his charms too.'' – His voice was softer now. – ''It was impossible not to.''

The change in Namjoon was unnerving. One moment he was ready to rip Yoongi's throat, and in the next, he was observing him with pity and understanding. No, this definitely wasn't Namjoon that Yoongi knew. This creature was something else. How the hell they are going to fight someone so powerful, Yoongi wondered.

-''I'm not in love with Hyung.'' – He murmured quietly, but Namjoon still heard him.

-''Maybe you aren't now, but you were back then. I could see it, it was written all over your face. You were still a child, so I found it cute until he took you away with him and left me.''

-''Namjoon you know why he had to leave you.''

-''Yes, yes I know. I wasn't able to comprehend why at the time...'' – Namjoon said, looking down at the ground as if losing himself into memory lane, when his eyes flew back at Yoongi, sharp and accusatory. – ''But why did he allowed you to follow him? Well, ...the realization came later on. He always allowed you to follow him from afar. He knew each time that you were on his heels, like a small shadow.''

-''Namjoon, nothing happened between me and Hyung. He was always like the older brother to me...even though....'' – Yoongi gulped, casting his eyes on the ground. – ''...even though I never saw him as such, he always saw me like nothing else but his dongsaeng.'' – His eyes went back at Namjoon. – ''I'm telling you the truth, I never ever lied to you Namjoon. Nothing happened between me and Hyung, please believe me on this one.'' 

Yoongi didn't know why he was justifying himself to Namjoon exactly, but then again he knew how much Namjoon loved Jin, even if no one else did. They hid it too damn well. He observed and listened to them in the darkness so many times when they thought they were alone. He remembered every breathless moan, every hard groan, every word of love and promise the two shared. For Yoongi it was a guilty pleasure and suffering. He wanted to love like that. He wanted to feel the pleasure of the other naked body on his. In his young hormonal self, Yoongi often imagined them both having their way with him, using him for their own pleasure. He always admired Namjoon and his strength. He was a good and righteous man, wise and trustworthy, unlike his grandfather. Yoongi would follow him anywhere if it weren't for the change. He noticed it, right after the old Captain was murdered. The change was so drastic and Yoongi knew that nothing would be the same again, especially because of Jin.

-''I left with him only because I couldn't bear that ship anymore. I was tired of constantly sailing, battling, slowly dying in the kitchens below the deck and hiding in the shadows from drunken sailors. Do you know how many times I had to fight them off me? Do you know how many times I had to run from Mance and his gang? You called me a scared kitten, but that's what I was. I was a cat in the ship full of raging dogs and you and Jackson weren't always there to protect me. When I told the Captain about his men forcing themselves on me, he just laughed. Do you know what he told me? To run faster. He did nothing, so I had to. I got rid of them and you never realized it was me. I was small and weak back then, but I had a brain and I knew poisons.''

Namjoon's eyes went wide. – ''Mance and the rest....that was you?''

Yoongi nodded.

-''But...they bleed out while taking a dump, one after the other. I never smelled rotten stench so gross in my life. It was you? We thought it was some sort of disease. The entire ship was in a panic for months!''

Yoongi nodded again. – ''It was my first time trying something like that, but I observed Master Key as he was mixing powders and drafts for the Captain and the crew for years. I knew my way in the kitchen, I knew how to make it undetectable. One mix of rat poison and nightshade seed in their meal every day got them bleeding from the inside.''

-''They were whining for the stomach ache for weeks.'' – Namjoon's brows furrowed. – ''They were drunk most of the time, so we thought they just drank too much.''

-''Actually, the rum was, strangely, the only thing that was keeping them alive for so long. Instead of doubling the effect, it lessens it, making the process much slower. That's why it took them so long. My original plan was not to kill them but to make them sick, so they would forget about me, but because of the rum I thought it wasn't enough, so I started slowly increasing the dosage and well...we both know how it turned out, didn't we?''

Namjoon observed him carefully, eyebrow lifted. – ''They were great fighters.''-''They were sadistic brutes who loved to play and torture the smaller and weaker ones.''

-''Well...we sure did underestimate you kitten.''

Yoongi's cheeks blushed, but more from annoyance than embarrassment. – ''I found that people usually tend to underestimate smaller and gentler things, thinking them weak, but that's just plain...''

-''Stupid.'' – Namjoon finished instead of him. – ''Yes I do agree, just look at Jin.''

Yoongi nodded. There was the moment of silence when Yoongi spoke softly. – ''Tell us how to wake up Hyung.''

Namjoon leaned back on his hands. – ''And why would I do that?''

The anger flashed quickly, but shortly in Yoongi's eyes and was then replaced with calmness again. – ''He is not here nor there. Kill him or let him l live, not this...''

-''But he lives, doesn't he?'' – Namjoon curved the corner of his lips upward in a smirk. Yoongi took an exasperated breath, touching the inside of his cheek with his tongue in annoyance.

-''You know what I mean Namjoon. Wake him up.''

Namjoon pretends to think it through. – ''Hmmm no, I think I preferred him sleeping. He is less to cause trouble and besides, he could be like that old story of a beautiful girl sleeping the eternal sleep, ready for the kiss.''

Yoongi gritted his teeth and Namjoon chuckled. – ''Oh no, kiss won't work Sugar.''

-''What do you want Namjoon?''

-''To get out of here.''

-''You know that's not happening.''

-''Well, I guess then Jin stays in his beauty dream.'' – Namjoon kept smiling amusingly at the evident annoyance in Yoongi's eyes, even though his face was a mask of perfect composure.

-''Well...I guess you will rot here then Namjoon. How long could mages survive without food and water I wonder?'' – With that, he turned and left. Namjoon's carefully constructed face mask melted into hatred.

The door was opened again some minutes later and Namjoon raised his eyes towards a new person entering the cell.

-''So...you are next in line for my interrogation.'' – Namjoon's relaxed mask was on faster than lightning. – ''I must warn you, the others didn't succeed so far.''

-''Well...'' – The amused voice spoke. – ''It's good then that I come with a proposition that includes the artifacts and your freedom.''

Namjoon's lips turned into a sly smile. – ''Well, it seems that we finally speak the same language.''

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-''Tae, do you have a moment?'' – Jimin asked calmly, his expression was solemn. Tae sighed tiredly.

-''What do you want Jimin?''

There was a harshness in his voice, but also a resign to his fate. Jimin licked his lips quickly and pointed towards the other room. – ''In private, please.'' – Noticing the ever-growing sharpness in Tae's eyes he quickly added. – ''I just want to talk for a minute, that's all. I give you my word I won't try anything. Please Tae.''

Tae's expression was still untrusting, but he nodded slightly, moving towards the room, Jimin at his heels. Once they were in, Tae turned to look at him.

-''Well, what is it?''

Jimin gulped slightly, casting his gaze down and breading deeply through his nose. Plucking out the courage he licked his lips again and raised his eyes up to look at Tae's dark ones. Taehyung was beautiful, Jimin knew that he always was, but watching him up close, without playfulness, teasing or anger and only slight annoyance from Tae's part was new to Jimin. His thoughts wandered as his eyes scanned Taehyung's golden skin, his dark hair that fell on his brow, his inviting lips and a mole on his nose and he felt a pang of yearning. Tae's impatient huff brought Jimin back to reality and he shot his eyes up from Tae's lips to his eyes again.

-''Tae...'' – He began. – ''I want to apologize to you for....for everything I've done.'' Tae's eyes narrowed even more.

-''Jimin if this is some game of yours...'' – Tae began, but Jimin hurried up to reassure him. – ''No, no Tae, no games, I swear. I am really, really sorry.''

Tae still didn't trust him, but his expression softened slightly. -''Why now?''

-''Look Tae, I've been an asshole to you for many years. I didn't even realize until some time now. Jungkook told me so, but I couldn't....''

-''Jungkook?!'' – Tae raised his eyebrows, growing irritated once again on the newly formed friendship between Jimin and his lover.

-''Yes Jungkook. He told me how wrong I was. How stupidly I acted towards you and I'm sorry for everything Tae. I always ever wanted to be your friend. V is my only best friend and you... you were always the gentle one, the one with compassion, with softness. I was drawn to you Tae and I was jealous of the power you had over V.''

Tae just stared at Jimin, who hurried to explain. – ''I never had a friend so close to me like I had V. I was protective of our friendship because it was the only thing I had that made me happy. And you...you were always better, closer, which is normal because you were his twin, but in a way, I was jealous of the position you have in V's life. I got to know possessiveness since he was the only thing I ever cared about and yet, it seemed, that he never cared for me as he cared about you. You were always there, making him laugh and happy.''

-''Jimin I never saw my brother laughing with anyone as he laughs with you.'' – Tae said, completely bewildered by Jimin's confession.

-''Yes, but he never looked me with the same gentleness as he looks at you.''

-''But I am his brother!'' – Tae exclaimed.

-''And he is my only brother also.'' – Jimin said quietly. – ''I might have plenty of 'brothers', but only V is my real one.''

-''So instead of trying to befriend me as well, in which case you could have two brothers instead of one, you've decided that teasing and mocking is the better option?'' – Tae said harshly, crossing his arms on his chest and starring at Jimin incredulously.

Jimin bowed his head at the harshness of Tae's words, gulping audibly and biting at his lower lip. He was ashamed, but how could he explained to Tae that he saw his own tenderness and sensitivity in Tae as well? How could he explain to Tae, that he thought that this meant weakness and vulnerability since it had brought so much trouble to Jimin at that same time? He was naturally drawn to V's strength and leadership, feeding off it, gaining the courage to fight his own demons back at home. Tae, however, reminded him of helplessness that Jimin felt whenever his father raped him and even though Tae was never truly weak, it was his nature that made Jimin waver from him. What's worse, Tae wanted to be close to him, he wanted to be his friend, but for Jimin, to feel soft towards someone meant being weak and he knew that he would be weak for Tae just like V was.

Jimin always wanted V to look at him in that way, to be close, to be his equal, to teach Jimin how to trust people again. V never asked for explanations for his mood swings. V never commented about his anger and impulsive behavior. V never wanted to talk about things, he would just offer a silent comfort of simply being there. Jimin felt safe with V. He felt protected. With Tae, he always felt like the latter needed the protection, which was far from it, but still, that's what Jimin thought for a long time.

-''I was a young fool back then. Impulsive and rash. I never knew how to be friends with anyone back then, since I never get along with any of my siblings, but your brother, he.... He was different. We just clicked... no talking, no explaining...just click...and a good fight.''

Tae snorted. –''You two are the biggest idiots.''

Jimin smiled gently at that. – ''That we are. You see, the thing is Tae that I always had soft spot for you and I was utterly confused. First I was a boy, stupid enough, thinking that my cock serves only for pissing...''

Tae chuckled again. – ''How poetic.''

-''Well...it's true...'' – Jimin stopped suddenly, his throat grew dry from a memory of his father. He sure showed him what cocks are meant for. Jimin shuddered and shook his head slightly and cleared his throat, before continued speaking. If Tae noticed how blood from Jimin's face was suddenly drained and how he gulped nervously, he didn't comment it, but simply licked his lips and urged himself to be patient to hear Jimin out.

-''...and....and I....'' – Jimin stopped again forgetting what he wanted to say in the first place. Tae helped him out.

-''You were soft towards me and confused...?''

-''Ah yes... I was... I mean, V was always just my brother, but you...your beauty and warmth confused me.''

-''You do realize that V and I look the same? Almost.'' – Tae said, corking up his eyebrow.

-''You are, but he is not you.'' – Jimin said, looking at him gently. – ''You have that warmth that makes people warm. V is more like a fresh breeze, but you, you are crackling fire, warm and inviting and I wasn't used to that back then. It was new to me. You were new to me. You were always so warm and I thought I would suffocate from that heat since I never had it in my entire life.''

Tae looked at him softly now, opening his mouth to say something, but thinking better of it and remaining silent.

-''And then you start avoiding me and I was confused even more, but at that time I was...I was at a very bad place.''

Tae nodded. - ''I remember V telling me that you have some trouble at home. Fighting with your family and such.''

-'Oh Tae if you only knew.' – Jimin thought. Instead of that, he said. – ''Yes, well...when I got out of there I grew up a bit and I started looking you in a different way. By then I had a full grasp about my sexuality and I knew what that confusion really was back then, but by that time you were hating my guts.''

-''No... I never truly hated you Jimin. It was more genuine dislike intertwined with irritation.''

Jimin chuckled amusingly. – ''That's a bloody precise description.''

-''Yeah, I guess it is.'' – They chuckled together, giggling slightly.

-''I just wanted you to like me again.'' – Jimin said after a minute. Tae took a deep breath.

-''Well you didn't make it easy for me to do so.''

Jimin cast his eyes on the ground again. – ''I know, I'm sorry.''

-''It's ok.'' – Tae said. – ''I forgive you.''

Jimin widens his eyes and met Tae's. – ''Really? You, forgive me? For real?''

-''Yeah I do, just don't act like an asshole again or I will shot an arrow in your chest.''

-''You know, that was low move. I still can't believe you shot me. The wound still pangs me from time to time.''

-''Well you touched what was mine, I had to react. Be happy that I didn't kill you. V would never forgive me though.'' – Tae said darkly, but somehow Jimin knew there was humor somewhere behind those words.

-''He has the strange affection towards you, you know.'' – Tae said after a moment and Jimin chuckled.

-''I know, V is my soulmate.''

-''I was talking about Jungkook.''

Jimin's eyes widened ever more, but he didn't say anything. Tae went on talking. – ''I was really pissed off at your sudden closeness and him defending you. I thought that you had sex in that cell. I mean, five days and your sexual appetite Jimin, I seriously thought that you would at least try.''

That was exactly Jimin did do, but more to infuriate young man than really meaning it. Still, if Jungkook had accepted the offer, Jimin would wholeheartedly go for it, but he wasn't crazy to tell Tae about it, not now when he finally started talking to him again.

-''He is a good man.'' – Jimin said instead. – ''We talked a lot after he said that he would rip off my cock if I mention you, myself and fucking in the same sentence again.''

Tae laughed. – ''You talked about fucking me to Jungkook? Hah, you should consider yourself lucky that you are alive, not to mention that you are in Kook's good book. He never mentioned that to me.''

-''Well, he is a gentleman.'' – Jimin said, matter-o-fact.

-''But you are not.'' – Tae tilted his head, observing him. Jimin faked gasped.

-''Hell no, I don't think I could ever be a gentleman.'' – Jimin said, chuckling. – ''I love to shock people more than anything. Just ask Kook, I made him blush so many times in that cell and still he didn't want to tell me who tops in your relationship.''

-''You little shit.'' – Tae said, but more amused right now than annoyed.

-''Well you can't blame me for trying, besides he did take you away from me before I could ever find out.''

Tae's face grew serious again. All trace of amusement evaporating from his expression. -''Jimin I was never yours, to begin with.''

-''I know Tae, I was just joking. I'm fine with that now.''

-''Are you?'' – Tae quirked his eyebrow questionably. Jimin nodded.

-''Yes. I figured that I was so obsessed with you only because you kept refusing me.''

-''I have told you the same thing, but you didn't listen to me.'' – Tae said.

-''Yes well, we did establish that I was stupid.''

-''And you are not still?'' – Tae teased playfully, which was weird and quite refreshing to Jimin. He smiled.

-''I like to think that I matured a little and in the process got to know my heart better.''

-''Aaah, did you finally found someone?'' – Tae asked, curving the corner of his lip in a smile.

Jimin beamed at Tae, who was momentarily taken aback. Jimin's smile was so genuine and happy that Tae was amazed. He never saw Jimin like this, natural and sincere. He wondered if this is what his brother saw every time he spends time with him. Jimin was handsome, with the most beautiful smile Tae has ever seen. It wasn't cute as Jungkook's, but more beautiful. Tae thought he would love to see Jimin smile like this often.

-''I see you did. Do I know that person?''

Jimin's expression faltered as the surge of slight panic reached his eyes for only a moment, before he smiled again. It was enough for Tae to pick up that sudden change. – ''Aaaah, so I do know them and according to your expression, I might not like it. Who is it?''

-''Yoongi Hyung.'' – Jimin said quietly and Tae huffed.

-''I knew it. You just couldn't leave him alone couldn't you?''

Jimin raised his head high, his face hardened as he looked defiantly at Tae's eyes.-''Hyung loves me.''

-''I know, but do you love him back is more important?'' – Tae asked scanning him. Jimin answer came instantly. – ''I do!''

-''Do you mean it?''

-''Yes! I mean it! It took me a while to realize that, but I know now. I do love him!''

-''Did you told him that?'' – Tae kept asking. He was worried about his friend. Even though Yoongi never told him, Tae could see the pining the older man had towards Jimin and he hated the way younger man toyed with him for so long.

-''I did tell him. We...we talked....and agreed and Tae...I am so happy that he loves me back. Please be happy for us, please.'' – There was a pleading tone in Jimin's voice and Tae allowed his face muscles to relax into a soft smile.

-''I am happy for you. For both of you. Hyung deserves to be happy....as do you.'' – Tae said and Jimin smiled again, his eyes disappearing into crescents shape. Tae grew serious again.

-''But if you hurt him Jimin, I swear to Gods I would porcupine you ass with arrows until you die.''

The statement was as ridiculous as it was serious and Jimin's sense of humor got the best of him. He burst out laughing, laughing even more at Tae's annoyed expression.

-''Oh it's funny because I know you would actually do that Tae.'' – Jimin explained between the breathily laughs and went on laughing, bending in half and crouching down as the small squeaks escaped his throat. Tae's low chuckles joined in and soon they were both giggling. It was exactly what they've needed, a dose of stress relief laugh.

After a few moments, they calmed down, gasping for air and leaning on the wall as they sat on the floor.-''I will try my best to make Hyung happy.'' – Jimin said honestly. Tae nodded. – ''Good.''

-''Tae?'

-''Hmm...?''

-''Be my friend please?''

Tae turned his head to look at Jimin, who return the gesture. After a short consideration, Tae nodded. – ''Alright, but only if you be mine too.''

Jimin smiled warmly again and Tae felt like cooing, but he controlled his urges.-''Deal.'' – Jimin said, raising a pinky. Tae looks at it amusingly, remembering Jin Hyung and how he always made them apologize and make up to one another after a fight, by offering their pinky fingers.

-''You remember?'' – Tae said gently.

-''I was practically raised by Jin Hyung as well you know.'' – Jimin said.

-''I remember. You were always in our home.'' – Tae said and raised his much taller pinky to wrap around Jimin's.

-''Deal.'' – He said and they both giggled again.

They grew silent after that, enjoying the peace, when Jimin spoke quietly, not daring to look at Tae.

-''Ummm Tae... how long do we have to be good friends until we could share secrets?''

Tae turned his head to look at him. – ''Why? Do you have something to share?''

-''Well...not yet.'' – Jimin answered sheepishly.

-''Then why asking?''

Jimin bit his lip to stop himself from laughing. He just couldn't help it. His mischievous nature was too strong.

-''Because I really, really, REALLY want to know who tops in your relationship.''

The sounds of Jimin's giggles and yelping echoed the room as Tae's big palm spanked the shit out of the First sword of Bangtan.