It's been days, Mr. Park still hasn't come home. Jimin was thankful yet terrified. He was worried his father would come out of nowhere and beat him shitless before his trip with the Jeon family. He would be staying at their house overnight come Sunday then they'll head off Monday and come back Saturday morning. Jimin was genuinely bouncing with a childlike smile. He was sitting on the couch with his dufflebag next to him as he was playing a Piano Tiles game on his phone. Nayeon walked downstairs and smiled.

"Are you going out with your boyfriend and his family?" She teased.

Jimin blushed his he covered his face with his phone.

"No! It's Jungkook, his family, the Kims, and Namjoon. Don't make it werid!"

Nayeon was about to say something before the door opened revealing their father.

"Where the hell are you going?" He asked as he pointed at Jimin's luggage.

"I'm going out with a friend for Spring Vacation," Jimin said as he was about to respond to Jungkook's message.

"Did I say you could go?"

"You won't care once I'm gone."

"I'm still your father."

"I'm 18."

Mr. Park grumbled as he walked upstairs. Jimin rolled his eyes as he started texting Jungkook.

Jiminie👄🐥:
Hey Koo
You on your way? Are you running late?

Jiminie👄🐥:
Tell me when you'll get here so I know when to be ready😁

Jeon💼👑:
OMG I'M SO SORRY CHIM! I fell asleep😅

Jeon💼👑:
I'm on my way rn! Should be there in 4 minutes

Jiminie👄🐥:
It's okay, be here soon okay! Wdym 4 minutes? You're house is at least 15 minutes away.

Jeon💼👑:

You'll see🙃

Jimin smiled as he turned his phone off then leaned back on the couch.

"That boyfriend of yours has a way of making you happy, huh?" Nayeon laughed.

Jimin snorted, "He's not my boyfriend!"

"I bet when you come back he will be," Nayeon smirked as he shoved his shoulder.

Before Jimin could say anything the doorbell rang. Jimin stood up and opened it to see Jungkook in a leather jacket and a black T-shirt with black timbs and black ripped jeans. Jungkook's golden chain and military tag on top of his shirt. Jungkook's hair was messy as he had black sunglasses on as he looked to the side. Jimin noticed the fingerless leather gloves Jungkook had on. Jimin swore he might've been drooling.

Jungkook turned his head to Jimin and smiled as he took his sunglasses off.

"Hey," he breathed out.

"H-hey," Jimin cursed himself for stuttering.

"Let's get going yeah? Hand me your bag," Jungkook offered as he reached a hand out.

Jimin went to grab his duffle bag as he noticed how Nayeon smirked. He had no idea what she was smirking at until he turned around and saw Jungkook lift his head and saw his eyes move as he had a smirk on his face. Jimin realized what Jungkook was looking at and blushed before he smacked Jungkook's arm.

"Jungkook-ah! Were you looking at my ass?! What the hell!"

Jungkook snickered as he grabbed the duffle bag. Jimin huffed before kissing Nayeon's head and grabbing his keys as he walked out the door. Nayeon walking behind him flipping her brown hair.

"A MOTORCYCLE?! JEON JUNGKOOK!"

Jungkook laughed as he got in his motorcycle and motioned Jimin over. He slid on his helmet while pointing one at Jimin.

Jimin walked over and snatched the helmet while saying, "If I die, I'll haunt you!"

"You won't die. Just hold on tight," Jungkook assured.

Jimin got on behind him while sliding on the helmet. He wrapped his arms around Jungkook's waist resting his protected head against Jungkook's back before Jungkook sped off.

"Oh, they're so dating," Nayeon laughed before shutting the door and going to stay in Jimin's room while he's gone.

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"WHAT?!"

"I didn't tell you?" Jungkook wondered as he got Jimin a towel to shower later.

"No! No you fucking didn't! Jeon?!"

"You don't know what my dad does huh?"

Jimin shook his head.

"Do you know Jeon Empire?"

"Yeah, the super huge company that basically owns other companies," Jimin answered.

"Welp, my dad's the CEO and creator," Jungkook said casually as he placed his jacket in the back of his desk chair, "therefore, he owns two villas in the place we're visiting. And maybe more. . . In other countries?" Jungkook grinned.

Jimin's face was blank as he took in a deep breath stood up then walked to Jungkook then smacked his arm.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?!"

"I DIDN'T WANNA BE TREATED DIFFERENT!" Jungkook laughed as he moved away from Jimin's tiny hands.

Jimin huffed before he crossed his arms, "Where will I be sleeping?"

"In here. . .?"

"On the floor?"

"On. . . On the bed, Jimin. The hell?"

Jimin blushed, "But-"

"We've done it before."

"Well yeah but-"

"You scared?"

Jimin rolled his eyes before he flopped on the elders bed.

"No," he pouted.

Jungkook laughed as he sat on the next to him, "You'll be eating with my 9 member family."

Jimin groaned, "Will I get any food?"

"Plenty. Mom, Irene-noona and Seokjin-hyung, all cook together. Sometime Jisoo helps. Or me."

Jimin smirked, "You can cook?"

"Uh, yeah, can you?"

Jimin nodded while he closed his eyes. Jungkook hummed.

"Maybe you should cook for us at the villa? It's just you, me, the twins Namjoon and The Kims. I can help you cook too."

Jimin snorted. As he sat up and immediately covered his eyes.

"Jungkook-ah!"

Jungkook laughed as he pulled on a black tank top.

"It's safe. You can look now," Jungkook snorted as he slipped on his sweat pants before throwing his clothes into his clothing hamper.

Jimin peaked between his fingers and noticed a tattoo of wings going across Jungkook's collar bone. They looked like Eagle wings. He could see calligraphy text underneath the tattoo. Jungkook also had a diamond tattoo with words on the left side of the diamond on his upper right arm. There was also a breast cancer sign on this left upper arm with a date underneath it.

"Your dad let you get tattoos?"

Jungkook snorted, "No. My mom had to calm him down after I came home with these tattoos."

Jimin shook his head, "My dad would never let me get a tattoo. He'd. . ." Jimin immediately shut up.

Jungkook noticed and turned around and sat on the bed next to him.

"He'd?"

"N-nothing."

"What would he do Jimin? Would he ground you? Yell at you? Would he. . . hit you?" Jungkook winced as Jimin looked down at his lap before closing his eyes shut.

"No of course not. My dad would never. don't worry, Koo," Jimin forced a smile.

"Jimin if you're getting abused please tell me so I could-"

"I'm fine Jungkook. Stop jumping to conclusions."

"Is that where your scars are from? Your dad?"

"Jungkook I told you-" Jimin chuckled before getting cut off.

"If he's touching you! Tell me and we'll take care of it! Domestic abuse will not be tolerated-!"

"JUNGKOOK I SAID THAT'S NOT THE CASE! STOP ACTING LIKE YOU KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT MY LIFE!"

Jungkook inhaled. Not wanting another fight like last time as he placed his hand on Jimin's thigh.

"Fine. I'll let it go. But Jimin please, you'd tell me if you were being hurt, wouldn't you?"

Jimin closed his eyes and bit his lip while pushing Jungkook's hand off his thigh before Jungkook sighed and stop up walking to his bedroom door.

"W-where are you going?" Jimin panicked.

"Downstairs," Jungkook answered dryly as he opened the door.

Jimin was worried he offended Jungkook so he got up running after him down the stairs and latching onto his bare arm as his cheek squished against it.

"I'm sorry, Jungkook," Jimin pouted as he held onto Jungkook's arm.

Jungkook was about to respond before his oh so quiet sister yelled his name.

"JEONG-GUK GET YOUR LAZY ASS IN THE KITCHEN AND HELP US!"

Jungkook groaned and yelled back, "I HAVE COMPANY!"

Irene came out of the kitchen wiping her hands on a rag then looked upon said company. She smirked as she saw Jimin clinging onto her little brother's arm, cheek squished up against it.

She nodded then walked back into the kitchen as Jungkook walked to the couch and sat down.

"I want to apologize now for my family."

Jimin sat next to Jungkook slowly and politely. Sitting up straight, hands on his knees as his legs were closed. While Jungkook was leaning back, arm resting on the arm of the couch, legs spread.

Jimin exhaled then looked to Jungkook.

"Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scream at you like that. I just didn't like-"

Jungkook raised his hand before leaning his head back and sighing, "It's whatever."

'It's not whatever! You're clearly pissed!' Jimin screamed in his head.

"Dinner will be reading in 2 minutes. Jeong-guk please get your siblings."

Jungkook nodded as he stood up and walked upstairs, banging on his siblings doors yelling for them to "get your ass downstairs."

Jimin walked into the kitchen with Jungkook after they washed their hands. Jimin sat next to Jungkook on his right and Joy on his left. He thought Mrs. Jeon was going to sit in front of him but inside, in walked Mr. Jeon and sat in front of him. He tensed slightly. He looked down at his lap as Mrs. Jeon and Irene set the pots and bowls of food onto the table before seating themselves.

"Jimin. That's your name right?" Mr. Jeon's deep voice rang throughout the once silent dining room.

Jimin's breath hitched as he looked up at Mr. Jeon who was leaning over the table. His sleeves rolled up as light reflected off his wedding band and gold rolex.

"Oh, yes. Park Jimin," Jimin was fidgeting with his fingers under the table and Jungkook fought the urge to grab his hands.

"Glad you could join us for this vacation. We hope you enjoy your time," Mr. Jeon smiled as everyone at the table agreed and smiled.

Jimin felt a warm feeling he's never felt before.

"Thank you. You're all so kind," Jimin smiled shyly as he shrugged his shoulders.

Jungkook wanted to smile and coo but deep down, he felt slightly pissed. He couldn't look at Jimin for the moment and just wanted to eat then chill with his siblings.

"Shall we eat?" Mrs. Jeon smiled as he gestured to the food.

Everyone smiled and nodded as they began to group their amount of food. Jimin grabbed one of everything but compared to everyone's plate, his looked empty.

"Jimin-ssi? Why is your plate so empty? Get as much as you want!" Joy smiled.

Jimin shook his hands with a smile, "No, it's okay. I couldn't possibly-"

Jungkook groaned and added 3 more pieces of meat to Jimin's plate and 2 spoon fulls of rice into his bowl. He gave Jimin 3 more pieces of lettuce before pointing at him with his chopsticks.

"Eat dumb-dumb."

Everyone's eyes widened as Jungkook ate quietly.

Jimin quietly whispered 'thank you' before grabbing his chopsticks and beginning to eat. Jungkook looked up at everyone as he was chewing slowed.

"What?"

"Uh, nothing," Irene chuckled before everyone began eating too.

Conversation came naturally until Yoongi asked questions about Jimin.

"How'd you become friends with our Jeong-guk?"

"Oh um, through Taehyung."

Yoongi nodded as Jungkook glared at him. Yoongi never calls him Jeong-guk unless he's planning something.

Jimin set his chopsticks as everyone began asking his favorite color and subject in school. What classes he shared with Jungkook and what college he's going to.

"Seoul University or M.I.A Academy," Jimin smiled.

"Oh? M.I.A Academy?" Mr. Jeon questioned.

Jungkook rolled his eyes knowing where this was going.

"Yes, I've seen the website and it looks like a fantastic school. I feel like I could get any job with such an education. Plus, with my grades, it shouldn't be too hard to get into such a school," Jimin smiled.

Mr. Jeon looked to Jungkook, "If you do get into M.I.A University, can you please convince this son of mine that he should try as well. His grades are fantastic."

Jimin looked to Jungkook who was leaning on the table with his arms crossed over his chest as he poked his cheek with his tongue.

"Oh, Mr. Jeon. That's not really my place. I couldn't possibly-"

"I thought during college, Father, you'd be training me?"

"If you don't get your act together, you'll need to find a new profession," Mr. Jeon stared at his son.

"Who will take said job then? I'm the only person. You act as if I'm a complete mess," Jungkook rolled his eyes.

"Because you are. May I remind you what you've done?"

"You know nothing."

"I know more than you think."

"Like what?" Jungkook challenged.

"All the sex. All the drinking. All the girls. The piercings. The parties. Do you think you're father is an idiot? It was only a matter of time until you fucked up!"

"Honey-" Mrs. Jeon began before Jungkook replied out of spite.

"I can't be possible as bad as Soojin. If I was, you'd send me away wouldn't you?"

"Your sister put us at risk!"

"My sister was begging for help! Help that you didn't give her!"

Jimin felt as if he was hearing information he shouldn't know. He was going to say something before Mr. Jeon shouted.

"Your sister was mentally ill and refused the help I gave her!" Mr. Jeon stood up leaning over the table.

"You never listened to her cry like I did! You don't know shit about your own daughter!" Jungkook stood up leaning over the table staring at his father.

"You never cared about her! Why was that huh? Was she not fucking good enough for you?"

"She took advantage of your young mind!"

"She made me my own person! Instead of being some pawn used but the big CEO man-"

Before Jungkook could finish Mr. Jeon slapped him. Jungkook looked down at the table as his hair covered his eyes.

"Your sister was dangerous and hung around the wrong people. I raised the rest of my kids so that they wouldn't end up like her."

Jungkook looked back to his father as he stared into his eyes.

"You just don't like when you're not in control, Father. "

Jungkook moved from the table and walked back upstairs to his room the door slamming shut and Mr. Jeon screamed his name.

"I'm so sorry you had to experience that, Jimin-ah," Joy whispered.

Jimin shook his head. Compared to his family, that wasn't that bad. Jimin wiped his lips with a napkin before leaving the table with a bow. He ran upstairs and knocked on the door.

"WHAT?!" Jungkook's voice was sharp and filled with pain.

Jimin slowly opened the door then shut it softly behind him he walked to Jungkook and sat next to him cautiously.

"Koo?"

"Shut up," Jungkook responded through clenched teeth.

Jimin cautiously placed his small hands onto Jungkook's tense shoulders. Growing tenser before relaxing. Jimin rubbed Jungkook's shoulders.

"He doesn't understand at all Jimin. He thinks my sister was some sort of parasite instead of his child. It's fucking fucked, dude!"

Jimin winced before sitting in the middle of Jungkook's bed pulling his head into his lap while rubbing his hair. Jungkook exhaled while closing his eyes.

"I'm sorry. My dad is the same in a way. He'll get over it eventually. I promise."

Jungkook inhaled before opening his eyes and looking at Jimin's soft features. His icy eyes melting and pouring into Jungkook's.

"You should change into your pajamas. Get comfortable, we'll have a movie night."

"With. . . Your father?"

Jungkook sighed and nodded.

"We need to get something on your cheek."

"I'll be fine."

Jimin hummed before getting up and grabbing his pajamas. A hoodie and basically booty shorts. His house gets really hot at night and his father refuses to get an A.C. so a boy gotta do what a boy gotta do.

He changed in the bathroom. Staring at the scars on his arms and stomach before pulling his hoodie down. Each and every scar. He remembers how he got each and every scar. What caused said scar and why he received a beating that day. He remembers when his mother used to care. Would scream at his dad telling him never to lay a hand on her baby again. Now? She could give less fucks. Always high and sometimes cheering her husband on. He missed his old mother. The one that cared. He walked back out of the bathroom, fluffy socks glidding along the floor. Jungkook wasn't in the room so he walked downstairs and saw how Jungkook completely ignored his father. He could see how heart broken his father looked but decided not to say anything and walked to the living room as everyone huddled and cuddled together to watch the movie, "Avengers: Civil War."

Everyone was enjoying the movie as they ate popcorn and snacks of many variety. Jimin wanted a glass of water so he got up and walked into the kitchen despite Jungkook offering help. He walked in and noticed how Mr. Jeon was staring at something.

"Mr. Jeon?"

He turned around and wiped his eyes, "Oh uh Jimin, yes what did you need?"

"Are you alright?"

Jimin took a look at the photo in his hand. It looked like a little baby that seemed to be Jungkook.

"Um, yeah."

"No, I can see you're not. Don't you want to talk about it?" Jimin pushed. Mr. Jeon sighed before sitting at the table. Jimin following suit.

"You see this baby?"

Jimin nodded.

"This was my first child. His name was Jungwoo. But he died when he was one. He was premature so his little heart wasn't completely healthy. My wife and I missed by 2 minutes to give him his medicine and he died."

He sucked in a breath.

"Does he look like anyone?"

Jimin looked up from the picture, "Jungkook?"

Mr. Jeon nodded, "As soon as that boy was born, my wife and I saw Jungwoo. We swore we were going to be better this time. Because Jeong-guk was also premature. I had a different bond with him compared to his siblings. But that older sister of his, was changing him. He wasn't the same little boy. The one that wanted to please everyone. The one that always smiled, wanted others to smile. She took that son from me."

Jimin inhaled before sliding his hood down, "Think about all this from Jungkook's point of view. How does he feel? I understand how you feel about all this but, you can't just ignore his feelings."

Mr. Jeon took in a breath before a voice interrupted them.

"Jimin what's taking so-"

Jungkook stared at his dad before Jimin stood up and bowed to Mr. Jeon.

"Just think about it, sir."

With that Jimin pulled Jungkook with him back the living room to continue the moving. After the movie everyone went to their rooms. Jungkook sat on his bed after brushing his teeth. He took out his phone and started texting Taehyung.

Kook Boi🤩:
Hey, so about the plan...

Kim Possible🤠:
You aren't allowed to quit!

Kook Boi🤩:
Okay look, I'm not gonna quit I just feel like ya know...

Kook Boi🤩:
Maybe we shouldn't do it

Kim Possible🤠:
Why? You can't possible be doubting your self now????

Kook Boi🤩:
Tae... I just don't wanna get rejected... He won't tell me what's wrong with him, he doesn't talk with me.

Kook Boi🤩:
Sure, we act kinda... Coupley but still
A kiss?

Kim Possible🤠:
Stop it! We're doing this!

Kook Boi🤩:
Hmm,,, I really like him and I don't want this kiss to make things awkward between us.

Kook Boi🤩
How can we start a relationship when he doesn't trust me enough to tell me if he's in danger or not

Kook Boi🤩
I really wanna help him

Kim Possible🤠:
Jungkook, it'll be fine
See you two tomorrow

Kim Possible🤠:
Koo night~3~

Kook Boi🤩:
Yeah... Goodnight

Jungkook sighed as he turned off his phone then Jimin sat on the bed and sighed.

"Don't be at each other's throats during this okay?" Jimin requested as Jungkook looked at him with his arm behind his head.

"It's my escape," Jimin whispered not thinking Jungkook heard. But he did.

"Escape from what?"

"Uh, school of course," Jimin smiled before getting under the covers.

He tried to keep his distance from Jungkook to avoid them accidentally cuddling. But before he could realize it Jungkook had him pinned to the bed.

"Why don't you trust me?"

"H-huh?" Jimin was blushing insanely.

"There's clearly something wrong. Taehyung knows and I understand why he knows. But you can't even give me a hint or a little something?"

Jimin looked away but Jungkook grabbed his chin and made him look at him. His dark orbs mixing with Jimin's light ones. Jungkook released his chin and sighed before floppping on the left side of his bed, "Forget it."

Jungkook's back was to Jimin. He felt bad but he just didn't want Jungkook to play his superhero. He turned to Jungkook and placed a hand onto his back while whispering, "I'm sorry."

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