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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major_Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con,
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      방탄소년단_|_Bangtan_Boys_|_BTS
  Relationship:
      Jeon_Jungkook/Min_Yoongi_|_Suga
  Character:
      Jeon_Jungkook, Min_Yoongi_|_Suga, Kim_Namjoon_|_Rap_Monster, Kim_Taehyung
      |_V, Kim_Seokjin_|_Jin, Park_Jimin_(BTS)
  Additional Tags:
      Incest, Parent/Child_Incest, Explicit_Sexual_Content, Explicit_Language,
      Violence, Lowercase, Father-Son_Relationship, Domestic_Violence
  Series:
      Part 2 of Demons_and_Butterflies
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-10-17 Completed: 2017-11-26 Chapters: 36/36 Words: 43302
****** Unglued Tears ******
by Yuki_Kookie
Summary
     "i'm still scared of you"
Notes
     HI GUYS HOPE YOU LIKE THIS ONE I LOVE YOU ALL
***** Velvet Hearts. *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
jungkook was lying on the big comfy bed, legs swinging back and forth, humming
himself an unfamiliar song while scrolling through his phone.
he grunted when he heard the voice of a baby crying in the background, he
plunked his head on his folded arms.
"babe, it's your turn to calm him down!" it was muffled, but he knew he was
heard.
he listened to the door of the baby's room opening slowly, a cooing sound
sounded from the the other room. 
and then, silence.
he heard the door closing and then his door was opening slowly, he smiled and
perked his head up.
he suddenly felt weight on his body, he huffed then laughed lightly. closing
his eyes in contntment.
jungkook purred when he felt kisses down his nape, cold hands gliding under his
shirt.
 
-
 
"i can't believe you lost again!" jungkook was annoyed. no, he was pissed.
how could he lose to taehyung in bowling for the third time in a row?
"face it kook, you're a loser" jimin's irritating voice wasn't helping the
case, either.
"now you have to buy us all a beer!" seokjin cheered and clapped his hands.
"rain check? yoonah is waiting for me at home, i don't want her to stay alone
with yoongi for long"
"how is she? i haven't seen her in so long" namjoon asked with his mouth full
of nachos.
"she's fine, a little bit under the weather, but it's fine. i just want to be
with my family"
"i still can't believe jungkook is the first one to have a wife and a kid out
of all us" jimin shook his head in disappoinment.
"well, he deserves that after all that he's been through" trust namjoon to make
the atmosphere awkward.
jungkook cleared his throat and looked around, he couldn't stand seeing the
pity in everyone's eyes. 
"come on, i'll drive you guys each to his own house"
 
taehyung was the last one to be dropped off, jungkook parked outside his house
but taehyung stayed.
"it was a good idea to go bowling after your speech, break the ice a little
bit" 
jungkook smiled, "i'm glad you all came to my therapy session, it means a lot
to me"
"i... i just can't believe you've never told us, never told me..."
"it wasn't something i could just go outside and scream for everyone to know,
tae"
"yeah but me? i mean, you and i were best friends. i can't believe you needed
to go through all of this alone"
"there wouldn't be any difference if you knew"
"i would have exposed him"
jungkook shrugged, "it's over now"
"i always knew there was something unsettling about your relationship, but i
would have never in my wildest dreams..." taehyung exhaled.
"hey," jungkook placed his hand on taehyung's thigh and squeezed reassuringly,
"it's okay, it's over. stop thinking about it"
"i just can't wrap my head around it, i'm sorry i'm being dramatic"
"it's a lot of new information to take in, i understand. i just don't want you
to feel guilty"
"how can i not? what happened on that day, happened after...?"
jungkook sighed and stopped the car completely, "yes but-"
"how can you tell me not to feel guilty when all of this happened because of
me?"
"hey," jungkook frowned, "what happened happened because my father was
alcoholic and abusive, if it wasn't you he would've found another reason to do
what he did. what happened that day between us was a wake up call for me. in a
way, you helped me get out"
"but you came back"
"after seven years"
"you still came back to him."
jungkook shrugged, "dad had his addiction, which was alcohol. and i had mine,
which was him. the apple doesn't fall far from the tree"
"i think his real addiction was you, too."
 
- 
 
"honey, i'm home!" jungkook chuckled to himself from the cliche sentence that
had just left his mouth.
he took off his coat and shoes, the apartment was quiet.
he went to check on yoonah, she was sleeping deeply, he didn't want to wake her
up.
jungkook decided to go to the other room to check on little yoongi, the room
was dark. 
jungkook frowned, he was positive he left the night-light on, he wavered around
the pitch black room and turned the dimmed light on, covering it with the first
piece of clothing he could find.
"had fun bowling?" jungkook jumped and turned around.
"jesus, you scared the shit out of me. i keep forgetting you have a spare key"
"sorry son, just came here to check on my dear daughter. that is my apartment
after all" mr kim smiled.
jungkook felt sick to his stomach.
"she's still not feeling well"
the smile was gone, "she's been sick for a while now, can i see her?"
"she's sleeping, i don't think you should wake her up"
mr kim nodded and crossed his arms, "how is yoongi?"
the shared an intense stare.
"my dear grandson, how is he, jungkook?"
"he's fine, sleeping"
mr kim hummed and nodded, not taking his eyes off of jungkook.
"anything else?"
"how long do we have til she wakes up?" mr kim took a step forward and stroked
the younger's cheek.
jungkook could actually taste vomit in his mouth.
"depends on what you want to do"
he was suddenly pushed backwards, back hitting the wall behind him.
he groaned when mr kim sniffed at his neck, gripping his arms. "you. i want to
do you."
jungkook pushed against his chest lightly, heart thumping. "not here, not
infront of the baby"
"i'll be waiting in the livingroom" he pecked jungkook's lips gently and left
the room.
jungkook rubbed his lips as if he could erase the taste of this man off of him
while doing that.
he took out his phone, 
"i think he knows"
send.
 
he took a deep breath, preparing himself mentally for what is about to come and
went to the livingroom as well.
Chapter End Notes
     if you're new please read the first part of the 'Demons and
     Butterflies' series, 'Poison Ivy', to understand this one better :3
***** Chapter 2 *****
"he doesn't know anything, relax" namjoon was sitting by jungkook's livingroom
table, jungkook striding around with Yoongi in his hands who's playing with
jungkook's hair. 
"i'm serious, joonie hyung, you didn't see the way he was looking at me"
"i seriously don't want to know how he was looking at you" jungkook looked at
him unamused.
"how long are you going to let him fuck you?"
jungkook's jaw dropped, he quickly sat down in front of namjoon and covered
yoongi's ears with his hands, "not in front of the child" he whispered.
"he can barely even say dada jungkook, i doubt he understands what fuck means"
"watch as it be his first word, and i'll blame you"
"answer my question"
jungkook sighed and looked at yoongi, "i know what i'm doing"
"do you really? i'm not sure how good of an idea that is considering what
you've been through"
"it won't be for long, don't worry"
"how can you tell me not to worry? that old bastard is having sex with my
little brother without him wanting it"
"he doesn't know i don't want it. you know damn well why i'm doing that"
"i'm sure there's another way, you're damaged enough as it is. forcing yourself
to have sex with this man isn't helping your mental state"
jungkook frowned, "i'm fine"
"how is she?"
"she's fine"
"does she know about you and mr kim?"
jungkook shrugged, "didn't come up in a conversation"
namjoon snorted.
"will you tell her?"
"when time comes"
yoongi suddenly laughed, turning jungkook's and namjoon's attention to him.
namjoon smiled widely, jungkook grinned and pinched lightly at the baby's
chubby cheeks.
"god, i'm in love with him"
namjoon grimanced, "please, don't say that. our family is fucked up enough"
jungkook scowled, "don't be disgusting"
"i'm not the one who had sex with my father"
jungkook was laughing, but everytime it's mentioned he could feel his heart
clench.
"this time history doesn't repeat itself"
"if it does, yoongi will name his child jungkook and would fall in love with
him too and that jungkook will call his child yoongi and the cycle would just
go on and on"
they were both laughing this time. it was nice that they were in a place where
they could joke about such an unspoken topic with one another.
but deep down they both knew it was no laughing matter.
 
-
 
"when are you going to tell everyone that you and yoonah broke up?"
jungkook was just innocently washing the dishes, didn't expect seokjin to come
and attack him like that.
"what?" he wiped off his hands on a dish towel near the sink and turned around
to face seokjin.
"do you think i'm stupid? you haven't brought her out with us for a while now,
you never talk about her anymore and you expect me to think you two are still
together?"
jungkook licked his lips, "she's not feeling very well"
"is it serious?"
"we don't know yet." jungkook bit his lower lip.
"liar"
"what?"
"you tend to lick and bite your lips a lot when you lie"
jungkook was now too concious of his actions, stopping biting his lips
immediately.
"so?"
"it's complicated"
"we need to find you someone new"
"what are you even talking about?"
"you can't stay single"
"and why is that?"
seokjin sighed and put his hand on the kitchen counter in front of jungkook,
leaning on it and placing his other hand on his hip.
"your dad died a year and a half ago, kook, and as twisted as it sounds, he was
also your first love. you've overcome so much, i don't want to see you go back
to your old destructional habits just cause you're lonely"
"i won't. and i'm not lonely, i have you guys. and yoongi"
"i'm gonna set you up on a date with someone. a nice woman... or a man"
"thank you for your kind gesture but i'm fine, uncle seokjin"
"what about taehyung?! that would be great, you have history to-", "no"
"but-", "no"
"just listen to m-", "still no"
"kook, just don't do anything stupid"
jungkook smirked.
 
-
 
it was quiet, late at night. 
jungkook tucked yoongi in his crib, yoongi already fast asleep. jungkook smiled
and lightly kissed the baby's warm head. 
he walked towards the the third room they had, one they used as an office even
though both didn't need it anyway.
he searched for the key of the office room in one of his pockets and unlocked
the door once he found it.
he turned on the lights, moving forwards.
suddenly, it wasn't so quiet anymore. 
"jesus, can you shut the fuck up? the baby's asleep" jungkook had closed the
door behind him. 
he stepped towards the chair that was in front of the desk, and untied the
piece of cloth that was wrapped around the mouth of the writhing person sitting
on the chair.
"jungkook, let me go!!!"
***** Chapter 3 *****
jungkook was on all fours, gripping at the sheets below him tightly while he
was being penetrated from behind.
he hanged his head low, shutting his eyes and letting out fake moans.
the hold mr kim had on his hips was strong, would probably leave marks. 
"shit, keep doing that" jungkook thrusted back, swallowing the man's cock until
they were skin to skin and then clenched his entrance around the older's
member, keeping it in place.
he just wanted it to be over with.
he could feel the man twiching behind him and then he felt warmth inside of
him, mr kim disconnected them and jungkook could feel the liquid dripping off
of him.
he panted and flopped on the bed, hands and knees giving up on him.
mr kim quickly stood up from the bed and started to get dressed, jungkook kept
looking at him.
"you're hands down the best fuck i've ever had, and believe me i've had more
than you can count"
jungkook fake smiled, he just wanted to go home and take a long shower.
"you're not so bad yourself" lies. jungkook could fall asleep in the middle of
sex with mr kim.
"and you're also the prettiest i've ever seen," mr kim kneeled down by the edge
of the bed and stroked jungkook's cheeck.
jungkook leaned to the touch forcefully, closing his eyes. he didn't want to
see that man's face up close.
"yoonah has great taste" 
jungkook opened his eyes and took one of the man's fingers in his mouth,
sucking on it while looking at mr kim with big innocent eyes.
mr kim hissed and his eyes darkened with lust.
"i think i have great taste" 
mr kim smirked, "i have to go, i have stuff to do"
"like what?"
"work"
"killing people again?"
mr kim chuckled and stood up, making jungkook whine in protest.
"depends"
"on what?" jungkook sat up and stretched, giving mr kim a full fiew of his
glorious body. mr kim licked his lips.
"if they kept their promises or not"
"what do people usually promise you?"
mr kim raised his eyebrow and smiled in amusement, "do you have anything to
ask, dear jungkook?"
"when are you going to trust me? you know basically everything about me, i open
my heart to you all the time. i want to get to know you better, too. this is
not just sex for me"
mr kim was surprised to say the least.
"your father fucked you up real god, huh?" jungkook scowled, heart beating
fast.
"looking for another father figure in your life, kid?" he smirked, jungkook
wanted to murder him.
but he smiled nonetheless, "don't tell me you don't feel anything for me, your
body doesn't lie. i can feel it," jungkook got on his knees, grabbing at mr
kim's belt and pulling him towards him, pressing their bodies together and
ghosting his lips over the taller man. "i can feel it when you fuck me so good"
mr kim groaned and grabbed the boy's plump ass in his hands, spreading his
asscheeks and biting at the younger's lower lip, "you do have an effect on me,
yes" he admitted.
"i want you to trust me like i trust you" he planted a kiss on mr kim's lips,
closing his eyes and hoping this will all be over soon.
 
-
 
jungkook came home late at night, locking the door and taking off his coat and
shoes.
he saw namjoon sitting by the livingroom table smoking a blunt, he walked over
and sat in front of his older brother.
"thanks for babysitting yoongi, now gimme" namjoon handed jungkook the blunt.
namjoon scrunched, "you smell like sex"
jungkook chuckled, choking on the smoke he just inhaled, "and you smell like
you need sex"
"did you get any information?"
jungkook shook his head and passed the blunt to namjoon.
"this isn't working, kook, you need to stop this"
"patience is the key"
"he's getting more from this entire deal than we are and he doesn't even know
anything"
"i know what i'm doing"
"you can't use your body to get stuff jungkook, this is not how the world
works"
"this is howmy world works, this is what i know how to do best"
"stop talking like that, you're smart and talented. you have plenty of other
good qualities"
"yes maybe i'll dance my way to get answers from mr kim"
"jungk-", "do you not want to know how dad died? what happened to him? who did
that and why?"
"i'm doing all of this for you, not for him"
"after all that he's done for you, this is the thank he deserves after his
death?"
"after all that he's done to you, yes. this is the thanks he deserves"
"i forgave him. i let it go. you should, too. it was me he did that to, not
you"
"you forgave him cause you were still in love with him"
jungkook stood up, "i'm done with this conversation, it's been over a year,
he's dead. it's over"
"it's not over for you, you keep doing all of this because of him"
"i'll do anything, anything, to find out what happened to him with your help or
without it"
"and i'll do anything, anything, for you. you know that"
"than let me do what i know"
 
they were both startled by jungkook's phone, jungkook quickly searched his
pocket for his phone, worried that it'd wake yoongi up.
he found it and looked at the screen.
"seokjin..." he answered. 
"are you free saturday night?" he could hear seokjin from the other line.
"why?"
"i set you up with someone" 
"uncle seokjin, i'm going to hang up now"
"jungkook please! just try it, it'll be-"
jungkook hung up.
 
namjoon chuckled, "what did he want?"
"he knows that yoonah and i aren't together anymore and he wants to find me a
new girlfriend. or boyfriend"
namjoon's smile was gone, "how did he find out?"
"chill, he doesn't suspect anything. but he's driving me crazy with this shit,
he even suggested dating taehyung"
"if that bastard ever lays his hands on you again i'll kick his ass"
jungkook frowned, "you're too overprotective of me, go get laid and leave me
alone. i'll do what i want and if i want to go out with some-", "actually,
that's a great idea"
"what? for you to get laid? i know, i've been saying that for y-", "no, for you
to go on a date with someone"
"why?"
"it'll get the three morons less suspicious, they'll think you're moving on
normally with your life"
"what about yoonah? what about mr kim?" 
"the rest of the world doesn't have to know about that, this is a show for
seokjin, taehyung and jimin so they would leave you alone. you don't want them
to go snooping around your life right now"
"i don't know, hyung..."
"i trust you even though i don't accept what you do, right?" jungkook nodded.
"so you need to trust me too, okay?" jungkook groaned, namjoon smirked, "now
call uncle seokjin"
and jungkook did.
 
-
 
jungkook couldn't believe he was waiting for his blind date in a fancy
restaurant all by himself. 
why did he even listen to namjoon? this was stupid.
everything was stupid.
he has never been on a proper date his entire life, why did he decide it was
good idea to do that now?
he was nervous. he was going to kill namjoon.
people were passing by, but jungkook knew none of them was his blind date.
he danced his leg, nerves winning over him. he decided to just ditch.
he'll just tell seokjin his blind date stood up on him. 
yup. great idea.
he got up and was about to quickly leave the restaurant, until he saw the
person who just entered and his jaw dropped. 
***** Chapter 4 *****
"jungkook" the person was just as surprised as jungkook.
"mr kim, what are you doing here?" jungkook tried to stay as calm as he could.
"was invited on a blind date" 
no.
this couldn't be.
uncle seokjin would never.
right?
"i'm just kidding," mr kim smirked, jungkook let out a breath he didn't even
know he was holding.
"i could ask you the same though, what are you doing here jungkook?"
jungkook opened and closed his mouth like a damn fish, what was he supposed to
say?
the restaurant door was suddenly open again, and like a miracle jungkook could
see taehyung stepping inside in the corner of his eye.
"just came here to have dinner with taehyung," taehyung was startled and
confused when he saw jungkook, jungkook quickly grabbed taehyung by his sleeve
and pulled him next to him, wrapping his hand around taehyung and squeezing his
arm, "you remember taehyung, right? he was my best man at the wedding" taehyung
bowed, still confused.
mr kim nodded and completely ignored taehyung's existence, looking at jungkook,
"i'll let my guys know, make sure you guys have a nice time here"
jungkook frowned, "your guys?"
"i own this place"
another piece of information about mr kim. a useless one, but still something. 
"oh," jungkook nodded dumbly, "well, thank you"
mr kim smirked, it took a while for him to take his eyes off jungkook and just
leave them the fuck alone.
 
jungkook whispered to taehyung to shut up and that they'll talk about this
later, made him just sit and eat with him. talking about random stuff.
they ate quickly and both went to jungkook's car, jungkook started the car,
both guys still quiet.
jungkook started driving, the ride to taehyung's house was silent. jungkook
parked in front of taehyung's house.
"want to tell me what was that all about?"
"didn't want yoonah's father to know why i was there"
"why were you there? and why wasn't he supposed to know?"
"the same reason you were there, and you can guess why"
"jungkook, i'm so confused please help me here"
jungkook shook his head, "nevermind. it's all good. thanks for a nice date,
taehyung. tell seokjin he's an asshole, though" jungkook smirked.
"date? what... jungkook? did something happen between you and yoonah?"
jungkook frowned, "i thought seokjin told you?"
"told me what? i haven't talked to seokjin in like a week"
jungkook was beyond confused. he was sure seokjin set them both up?
jungkook suddenly got a text, he checked his phone.
 
"kook i'm so sorry. minyoung, the girl you were supposed to meet today told me
she can't come tonight. i'm so sorry, i promise i'll make it up to you"
 
"oh."
"now you have to explain" taehyung chuckled.
"seokjin set me up on a blind date-", "you're married"
"yoonah and i... it's complicated"
taehyung nodded in understanding, "okay, keep going"
"and... and he suggested taking you on a date as a joke, so i thought he
actually did that when i saw you entering the restaurant"
taehyung raised his eyebrows, "you agreed cause you thought it was me?"
jungkook widened his eyes, "no, no! i didn't actually think he would do that"
taehyung laughed, "maybe if things were different, i would do that. but i'm
actually seeing someone"
it shocked jungkook, "really? who?" he didn't mean to sound this rude but he
couldn't help it for some reason.
taehyung looked at him, amused.
"i'm sorry, i just wanted to know if i know him-", "her, actually"
"oh, i thought you were gay"
"i thought you were gay, too" taehyung smirked.
"i'm happy for you though! when are you going to introduce her to us?"
"when we're ready, we only started dating" jungkook nodded and sucked on his
lips.
"you're acting weird, kook"
jungkook was holding the wheel, "i feel weird actually"
taehyung waited for an explanation.
"just... i knew you had feelings for me for so many years, seeing you move on
actually hurts my pride" jungkook blurted out.
taehyung laughed loudly, "you're so up your own ass, jungkook"
jungkook smiled, "i am happy for you, though"
"thank you" 
taehyung opened the car door and was about to step out of the car, but he
froze.
"do you think, if things were diffferent, we would...?"
jungkook sighed, "maybe, maybe. but things aren't different."
 
-
 
jungkook unlocked his office door, closing it quickly behind him.
he was holding a plate full of food on it and a glass of water in both of his
hands, he gently set it down the desk and got close to the person still tied
to the chair.
he walked behind them and untied the piece of cloth that was wrapped around
their mouth and eyes.
"jungkook, please... please let me go..." they sounded drained, exhausted,
tired.
jungkook felt proud of himself.
jungkook tsked, "are you hungry? thirsty?"
"jungkook," they looked him dead in the eyes, eyes empty, red. tired. angry.
"you have to let me go, you're insane"
"do you have any answers for me?"
"i can't, you know i can't" there were tears in their eyes.
"then i can't let you go, either"
"let me at least see yoongi, let me see my baby jungkook"
"you don't derseve to see your baby, yoonah. i asked you if you're fucking
hungry, do you want to eat or can i leave you here to rot?"
"my step dad will find out about this and he's going to kill you, he's going to
ruin you"
"i'm already ruined. you ruined me when you murdered my father"
"it wasn't like that jungkook you have to beli-" jungkook tied the piece of
cloth back around yoonah's mouth and eyes, ignoring her muffled screams.
"i'll come back in an hour to feed you by force, can't let you die on me. i
need all the information i can get"
 
 jungkook locked the door when he got out.
he didn't even manage to turn around before he felt hands wrapping around his
torso and a deep voice whispering to his ear, "for how long are you going to
keep her trapped inside like that?" 
jungkook was sure his heart stopped beating.
***** Chapter 5 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
jungkook adored times like this where they we were all together.
sitting and drinking at a bar, laughing and just enjoying one another.
it makes him forget everything he doesn't want to remember.
only taehyung was missing but he said he would come later, so jungkook wasn't
too worried.
"hey kook, if you're here who's with yoongi?" jimin suddenly asked, seokjin's
attention turned to jungkook as well.
it took a second for jungkook to react, "yoonah is"
jimin frowned, "i thought you two broke up"
namjoon cleared his throat and looked at jungkook, jungkook looked back. he
knew he looked like a lost puppy.
"we're still living together, we have a kid we both need to take care of"
jimin and seokjin dropped the subject and started chatting about a different
topic right away, jungkook could feel namjoon's knee bumping his under the
table. they looked at each other.
namjoon motioned with head to the right, jungkook got the signal and nodded,
they both got up.
"we're going to the bathroom, we'll be right back"
"are you girls? why are you going together?" seokjin joked, making jimin laugh
out loud.
namjoon tsked and ignored his drunk uncle, he grabbed jungkook's arms and led
him inside the restroom of the place.
the two faces each other, "who is with the baby?"
jungkook straightened his sleeve, "relax, i hired a babysitter"
namjoon crossed his arms and squinted his eyes, "since when? you never told me
that"
"why do i have to tell you everything i do in life? do you have some sick
obsession over me? does it run in the family?"
namjoon sighed, "are you dumb? you have a hostaged woman in your house,
jungkook. the babysitter could hear her and call the police on you" he
whispered.
"the office is soundproof, it was supposed to be a dancing studio. she won't
hear anything, don't worry, i told you i know what i'm doing"
"why isn't it a studio, then?"
"is this the time and the place to talk about it?"
"yes, jungkook. it is. are you even dancing anymore?"
"i'm twenty six i-"
"i asked you a question"
"no"
"why did you give up on your dreams?"
"i don't have dreams anymore."
they looked at each other, namjoon's face softened.
"my only dream is to find out who killed dad and why. now can we go back to the
table? i really don't want to think about my shitty life right now"
namjoon opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by seokjin
entering the restroom, looking at the two brothers.
"is everything okay?"
they both nodded dumbly.
"taehyung called me and said he's coming right now with his new girlfriend,
come on"
 
when the three of them stepped outside they could see taehyung with a petite
looking girl next to him.
taehyung had his hand wrapped around her shoulder, her hair was short and
black, small eyes and big lips. she was pretty.
suddenly seokjin stopped walking and looked at the couple weirdly, jungkook was
about to ask what is wrong but was cut by taehyung.
"hey guys, meet my girlfriend, minyoung"
jungkook has heard that name before.
he looked at seokjin again, and then he remembered.
he turned to the couple again and bowed poiltely, almost not noticing the way
minyoung was smiling at him.
 
 
 
"should we tell him?" jungkook parked outside seokjin's house, seokjin was the
last person to be dropped off.
"tell him what?" jungkook stopped the car and looked at seokjin.
"that she was supposed to go on a blind date with you, that she told me she was
single"
jungkook shrugged, "maybe she didn't think she and taehyung were serious, he
did say they only started dating"
"i just don't want him to develop feelings for her and then get his heart
broken"
jungkook laughed lightly, "taehyung is a big boy"
"it's just so weird, she told me she wasn't seeing anyone either"
"where did you even meet her?"
"she works at a restaurant i do business with, she's a waitress there. seemed
like a cute girl, i thought you guys would get along"
jungkook smiled at his uncle, "thank you, i really appreciate it. but i really
don't think i should get involved with anyone right now, i still have shit to
deal with"
"i just... i just don't want you to hang on the memory of him"
jungkook looked straight ahead, taking a deep breath. "i'm fine"
"you keep saying that, but are you really?"
 
-
 
"so, are you going to answer me?" the grip from behind was getting tighter.
jungkook felt like he couldn't breathe.
he quickly turned around and pushed the man slightly, taking his hand in his
and quickly walking them to jungkook's room.
he closed the door behind him. 
"you have no idea how scared i was, i almost peed myself. i thought you were mr
kim" jungkook literally had tears in his eyes, he was so scared he was about to
get busted.
the person laughed and sat on the bed, "i'm sorry, i'm sorry. i was just bored,
babysitting the baby all night long is tiring"
jungkook sighed and sat down on the bed as well, trying to calm his breathing
and his heart beat.
"i'm honest to god still shaking"
"does he come here a lot?"
"he has a key, that's why i don't want you hanging around here all the time"
"does he suspect anything?"
"i don't know, he always acts weird and suspicious, i can't tell. but i know i
got him wrapped around my little finger"
"yeah, cause you let him fuck you"
"stop"
"i can't"
"that's your punishment from me" jungkook crawled and straddle the man, knees
on each side of the man's legs. the man sneaked his hands under jungkook's
shirt and pressed him closer.
"punishment for what, exactly?" the man smirked.
"for faking your own death for over a year"
Chapter End Notes
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***** Chapter 6 *****
jungkook inhaled the toxic smoke into his lungs, lying in his bed naked and
sweaty after... late night activities.
and looked to his left and smiled, yoongi looked at him right back with the
same smile.
yoongi snuggled into him, nuzzling at the younger's neck, savouring jungkook's
scent.
"god, i missed you so much"
jungkook closed his eyes and hummed, enjoying the feeling of yoongi sniffing
him. 
"he probably doesn't fuck you like i do" jungkook opened his eyes and sighed
loudly, putting the cigarette out in the ashtrey on the nightstand.
"why do you always have to ruin good moments?"
yoongi giggled and jungkook couldn't help but smile again, he sneaked a hand
over yoongi's body and pressed their naked, sweaty bodies front to front. 
"i can't help it, i don't like this at all"
jungkook sighed again and pecked yoongi's cupid bow's lips, "i know what i'm
doing, this will be over soon"
"tell me"
jungkook frowned, "tell you what"
"tell me how he fucks you" 
jungkook tsked and got out of bed, starting to dress himself, "you're being
immature"
"i have the right to know, don't you think?" yoongi lifted himself a bit, lying
on his side with his elbow supporting his weight.
"i don't want to talk about this, you know why i'm doing this"
"does namjoon know?"
"speaking of which, when are you going to tell him that you're alive?"
yoongi looked down and sighed, "not now, when time is right"
"when will it be? he's your son, too"
"don't you trust me?"
"like you trust me?" they shared an intense stare. the mood wasn't domestic
anymore, the mood wasn't romantic anymore. jungkook was mad. hurt.
"you won't tell me fucking anything. you won't tell where you went for a year
and a half, you won't tell me who that body we found was, you won't tell me
what your deal with mr kim was. i'm doing all of this shit for you and i don't
even know why"
yoongi frowned and sat up completley now, "hey, that's not fair. i told you the
day i revelead to you that i was alive, that you don't have to do anything. i
didn't want you to get involved"
"that's the thing," jungkook was fully dressed now, he placed his hands on his
hips, "you knew. you knew i would do anything for you, you knew i would never
let this go quietly, you knew i would do the dirty work for you. you know the
effect you have on me, and you use it"
okay, they were fighting now.
yoongi stood up and got dressed as well, "i'd never use you again, i'd never
force you to do anything again. i'm sorry you feel that way, but that wasn't my
intention"
"so tell me everything"
"i can't, not now. i will, i promise"
"i let that disgusting man touch me and fuck me, i have my wife tied up and
locked up and i have no idea why, i only know that i do this for you. to get
information i don't even know, i don't even know what i'm searching for"
"you don't have to do that, i never wanted it to go like this" they were facing
each other.
"i'm tired of this, i'm tired of you messing with my mind. first you fake your
own death, breaking my heart into pieces. then you come back and now this, it's
like you always get me involved in your shit"
okay,
now yoongi was getting mad.
he chuckled darkly and crossed his arms, "do you want to go there, jungkook?
who the fuck knocked up a whore and got himself messed with the mafia? me?
wrong. i did everything i could to protect you, this is your mess as much as it
is mine. don't fucking blame it all on me"
"at the end of the day every mistake i've ever made was because you raised me
the wrong way" jungkook knew how to bite both in bed and in words.
yoongi softened.
"i fucked up, i was and maybe still am, a horrible human being. the worst.
there is no one sicker than me, twisted, broken... but jungkook if you want
this," he motioned at the both of them, "to work, you can't keep blaming me.
you can't keep bringing up the past everytime i do something that you don't
like, i know i was the one who hurt you but i want to forget about that as much
as you do"
"i'm sorry but i can't, i can't forget that. just because i forgave you and
gave you another chance doesn't mean i forgot everything that you've put me
through, especially not now when my triggers are getting worse at night because
of that fucking man and you're... you're not here to help me get through this.
and even if you are, the triggers are all because of you" jungkook was never
scared to cry openly before yoongi.
yoongi closed his eyes and breathed deeply, trying not to cry himself. "you
don't have to do anything for me anymore, i'll figure everything out on my own.
i'm sorry. maybe we shouldn't keep doing this, i'm only causing you pain over
and over again"
the tension was cut by the baby's cries.
jungkook sighed, heart heavy. "i'll be right back"
 
 
when he came back, yoongi wasn't there anymore.
 
-
 
 it was morning, jungkook was sitting on the floor while baby yoongi was
playing with his toys on the livingroom table next to him.
jungkook was looking at nothing, just thinking about his fight with yoongi. he
fucked up.
suddenly the door was open, he could tell it was namjoon by his steps only.
living with the same person for almost eighteen years can do that.
"bro, i got food!" he could hear begs, but his couldn't lift his head up. too
stuck in his thoughts about last night. 
next thing he knew namjoon was sitting next to him on the floor with a
hamburger in his hand, handing it to jungkook.
jungkook shook his head, "i'm not hungry"
his stomach thought differently.
namjoon chuckled, "have you eaten?"
jungkook shook his head again.
namjoon didn't find it amusing anymore, "did anything happen?"
jungkook snapped out of his trance and looked at namjoon, "no"
"you look like you haven't slept in a week"
jungkook laughed, "that's what happens when you got a kid"
"that's what you do in your free time when you got a kid?," namjoon pointed at
the lined up toys on the table, "playing with toys?"
jungkook frowned, "what?"
"lining up toys, now? you think you're his age?" namjoon snorted.
"wha-" jungkook looked at the toys, "i didn't touch it, yoongi did it"
namjoon stopped chewing his food and widened his eyes.
jungkook was confused.
"that's not possible"
"what is?"
"that he did that by himself"
jungkook looked at yoongi and the toys again, "is this a joke? he lined up some
toys namjoon hyung, he didn't invent fire"
"he lined them up by height and seperated them by colors, jungkook, he's one
years old that's not normal"
"what are you talking about? maybe he's just smart, he is my son after all"
jungkook smirked.
"no jungkook this isn't funny" namjoon got up and got close to yoongi, "that
explains so much"
"can you tell me what are you talking about? i'm lost"
"the fact that he isn't speaking, isn't crying a lot, isn't responding to his
own name... it all makes sense"
"he's a little bit slow-", "smart and slow? or both? choose one, jungkook"
jungkook scowled and got up as well, "can you get to the point already? what do
you want from him?"
"i've studied about it when i learned psychology... i think," namjoon cleared
his throat and looked at his younger brother, "i think he has autism, jungkook"
"the fuck did you just say about my child?"
"no, i'm not trying to insult him. i'm being serious, jungkook. you have to get
him checked out as soon as possible"
"get the fuck out of my house, hyung. i know you're jealous cause you're old
and single but don't you fucking dare throw assumptions like that. you dropped
out of college, you don't know shit"
jungkook was too emotionally tired to deal with namjoon's nonsense.
namjoon was shocked.
"jun-", "did you hear what i say? get the fuck out"
namjoon straightened up and nodded, "i will leave, but promise me you'll get
him checked and call me after you've calmed down" and then he left. 
jungkook looked and yoongi who was quietly, too quietly, playing with his toys.
 
 
 
 
jungkook waited outside the hospital room in the hallway, dancing his leg up
and down.
he couldn't believe he actually listened to namjoon, what a stupid idea that
was.
his son was okay, he shouldn't even be here. 
jungkook was about to get up when suddenly the door was open, yoongi's family
doctor came out of the room and looked at jungkook with sad, sad eyes.
and jungkook knew then that namjoon was right.
jungkook knew right then that his world was falling apart.
***** Chapter 7 *****
jungkook was holding yoongi in his hands, walking slowly across the hospital's
hallway.
he stared blankly, he didn't even notice where he was going until he bumped
into someone. too lost in his own thoughts.
"shit, i'm so sorry" he turned around to see who he bumped into, eyes wide.
"minyoung"
"oh hi," she smiled brightly at him and bowed, "jungkook, right?"
jungkook nodded dumbly and bowed back, trying not to break down crying in front
of a stranger. he bit his bottom lip.
"i wondering when i could find you alone"
 
 
"what are you doing here, anyway? if you don't mind me asking, of course"
jungkook asked.
"casual check ups" 
they were sitting on a bench outside the hospital next to each other, yoongi
slowly falling asleep on jungkook.
"i wanted to say sorry about that day i stood up from our date, from yours and
seokjin's shocked faces i figured you knew"
jungkook shook his head, "it's okay, you're with taehyung now anyway, wouldn't
want to get in between that"
she licked her lips and looked in front of her, "you two are close"
jungkook cleared his throat, "he's my best friend"
"you mean an awful lot to him" she looked at jungkook, jungkook looked back.
"he means an awful lot to me, too" he didn't know why things got serious all of
the sudden.
"if i didn't know better i'd think he's in love with you" she smirked.
jungkook chocked on air, waking yoongi up. yoongi just stared at him and
smiled, jungkook smiled back.
"woah, a baby not waking up in screams and tears when being woken up? you're
blessed" she joked.
jungkook sighed, "he has autism" he just had to let that out. he just had to
tell someone.
"you're saying it like it's a bad thing" jungkook frowned and looked at her.
"it isn't?"
she smiled and reached her hands towards yoongi, "can i?"
jungkook nodded and handed yoongi to her hands, she sat him on her lap and
tickled him. yoongi laughed cutely, making jungkook smile.
"my little brother has autism, too"
jungkook wiped off his smile and kept looking at her while she was playing with
his son. 
"he's the most amazing human being you'll ever meet," she looked up at jungkook
and smiled, hugging yoongi. "they can't fake emotions, they can't fake love.
well, maybe some do but they're not very good at it. same with lying. he
loves unconditionally and won't ever judge you, he appreciates the little
things in life. and he's also the smartest person i've ever known and yes, your
little brother will need all the help he can get from you. with communicating
with people, when throwing tantrums, but it'll be worth it"
jungkook quickly wiped the single tear the decided to leave his eye, minyoung
catched that and smiled, "do you love him any less?"
jungkook was actually thinking about it, looking at his son.
and his heart was fullfilled with pure joy and love like it always does, "no"
"then it's going to be okay"
"thank you... thank you so much," jungkook said quietly. minyoung handed yoongi
to jungkook's hands, "by the way, he's not my little brother. namjoon hyung is
my only brother"
minyoung raised her eyebrows.
"he's my son"
her mouth fell wide open, "your son?! you're so young"
jungkook laughed lightly, "i'm not that young, i'm twenty six"
"you look eighteen"
jungkook blushed.
"he doesn't look like you"
jungkook snorted, "no, he looks like his mother"
"seokjin didn't tell me you were married"
jungkook cleared his throat, "we're seperated"
"so, you're raising him all by yourself?"
jungkook looked down at yoongi who was playing with his own fingers and nodded.
 
-
 
after being rejected when suggesting dropping minyoung off at her place,
jungkook finally drove back home.
he sighed while taking off his shoes, baby in his arms.
he was tired.
he walked into the livingroom and froze when he saw yoongi sitting on the
couch. 
they looked at each other, yoongi stood up. "hey"
"hey" jungkook gently placed baby yoongi on the floor.
yoongi walked towards them, noticing the dark bags under jungkook's big eyes.
"is everything okay?"
jungkook closed his eyes an breathed deeply, in and out. he opened his glossy
eyes and looked yoongi in the eyes, "i'm sorry"
yoongi softened, "baby, what's wrong?"
"i'm sorry i can't hold my tongue when i'm mad and i keep saying mean stuff,
i'm sorry"
yoongi pulled him into a tight hug, "the mean stuff you said were right,
kookie, i'm sorry too. i'm sorry for keeping so many secrets from you, i'm
sorry for getting you involved in all of this"
jungkook hugged back just as tight. melting into yoongi's embrace. "i got mad
at namjoon today when he said yoongi might be autistic, i told him he doesn't
know shit cause he dropped out of college" 
yoongi snorted and and looked at jungkook, "jesus"
jungkook's nose was getting red, eyes watery. yoongi knew. he stroked the boy's
hair, "is he?"
jungkook nodded and just broke down crying.
yoongi quickly pulled him in another hug, hushing his crying son. "hey, hey.
it's okay, you know that, right?"
jungkook nodded, wiping off tears and snot with his sleeve, "i do. i know it's
okay, that he's okay. i just needed to take it all in. i'm just emotionally
drained and i keep thinking everything is happening to me"
jungkook would never, ever admit stuff like that to anyone.
but in front of yoongi he felt like he could be himself.
and yoongi knew it.
yoongi pecked jungkook, caressing his cheek. he took jungkook's hand and
intertwined their fingers. pressing their foreheads together.
"i need you to bear with me"
"you're my son after all, i'd bear anything for you. i have no where to run"
that sentence meant too much for jungkook at this moment.
"we're in this together, okay?"
jungkook nodded and kept crying quietly.
 
"take baby yoongi and let's go, i want to show you something"
 
 
 
 
after making sure no one is following them or seeing them, they were in
yoongi's new car driving to the unknown.
yoongi was covered from head to toe, face mask, sunglasses and a hat. it was
unsettling to jungkook.
they arrived after what seemed like hours, it looked like an abandoned place in
the middle of the woods.
"where are we?" 
"come on" 
jungkook saw a big, old, broken, dusty red building in the middle of the
forest, he started to walk towards it.
"here, baby" suddenly yoongi opened a small wooden floor coming from the
ground.
"what the hell is this, dad? do you live underground?"
"hand me the baby first" jungkook did just that.
yoongi cooed at the baby and held him tightly in one hand, securing him under
his arms.
with the other hand he grabbed at the staircase and started to climb down.
"jesus christ" jungkook whispered and went after them, pulling at the metal rod
attached to the wooden door and closing it.
after they both got to the floor jungkook looked around.
"so this is where you've been for the past year and half?" the place looked
small, walls broken.
yoongi hummed in approval and danced baby yoongi in his hands.
"how did you find it?"
"one secret at a time, kookie" yoongi smirked at him.
jungkook crossed his arms, and then he noticed the crib in the middle of the
livingroom.
yoongi followed jungkook's eyes, "oh," he cleared his throat, "yeah, i made it
in case you two would come"
jungkook softened and looked at yoongi, "that's the cutest thing ever"
yoongi blushed deeply and put baby yoongi in the crib, "it's nothing"
yoongi was thinking about him, about his son too.
yoongi taking care of jungkook and baby yoongi is the wake up call jungkook
needed.
he'd be there for baby yoongi just as yoongi would always be there for him.
jungkook hugged him from behind and nuzzled his nose in his nape, "you're the
cutest thing ever"
yoongi snorted and turned around, grabbing jungkook's hips.
"are we okay?"
jungkook's eyes got dark, "yeah" he whispered.
yoongi raised his eyebrow in amusement, "you're turned on"
"you turn me on"
"you change your mind like you change clothes"
"speaking of clothes, i want yours off" jungkook pulled at yoongi's belt.
yoongi laughed, "will he be okay on his own?"
jungkook turned to look at baby yoongi, he was sleeping.
"we can do it here"
yoongi frowned, "i'm sick but i have my limits"
jungkook giggled and bit his lower lip, "show me the rest of the house"
"the rest of my house is my room" yoongi smirked.
"that's the point" jungkook smirked back. 
yoongi took jungkook and led him to his room, when they entered yoongi's room,
jungkook wasn't turned on anymore.
not when there are more than ten empty soju bottles on the floor. 
***** Chapter 8 *****
"i don't understand why do we need a maid, the house looks..." jungkook walked
in the livingroom and noticed the mess. "fine...?"
yoonah laughed and put on her coat, sliding into her boots. "be quiet, yoongi
is asleep. the maid will be here in like five minutes, i have to go baby" she
walked over to jungkook and gave him a quick kiss on his cheek. 
jungkook pouted, "i will clean the house"
"you always say that, yet you never do anything" she giggled.
"you're leaving me here with a stranger!"
yoonah opened the door and laughed, "i'll make it up to you tonight" she winked
at him.
"you can't buy me with sex"
"so i will not have sex with you tonight"
"hey hey hey," jungkook widened his eyes, "let's not say things we don't really
mean, now"
yoonah sighed but was still smiling, "love you, bye!"
"love you too..." he mumbled but yoonah already closed the door. 
jungkook sighed and flopped on the couch, placing his legs on the livingroom
table and turning on the tv.
after a few minutes he could hear knocks on the door, he struggled to get up.
he walked lazily towards the door and opened it, in front of him standing a man
with a broom and a bucket, hat covering his head, sunglasses covering his eyes,
and a mask covering his face.
jungkook was terrified, where the hell did yoonah find this guy?
"hi... are you the maid?"
the man nodded.
"come in"
 
jungkook was sitting on the couch watching every step the maid made while
cleaning around the house.
the tv was still on but jungkook couldn't focus on it, he was too scared for
his life.
he had seen that man before, he was almost sure.
was he one of mr kim's men? one of namjoon's friends? he wasn't sure.
the man suddenly picked up something from the table, an old photo.
"hey, be careful"
"who is it?"
that voice was rough, like the man hasn't used it in a while, but familiar. 
jungkook frowned, "not that this is any of your business, but that's my dad and
i"
"you look happy"
jungkook was getting pissed, who the fuck did that man think he was?
he quickly took the photo off of the man's hand, and then he froze.
those hands...
jungkook looked at the man and his heart was beating fast.
he took the man's hands in his, he then took off the man's glasses.
"oh my god" jungkook let out a sob and covered his mouth with his hand.
he backed off, back of his legs hitting the couch, he fell sitting down.
tears were streaming, vision blurry. he felt like he would faint every second
now. 
the man took off his hat and his face mask.
"oh my god" jungkook repeated, he entire body was shaking. 
he couldn't take his eyes off of yoongi. for the first time in his life he
couldn't read yoongi's expression.
he couldn't even think from too much thoughts.
jungkook was breathing hard, tears running down on their own.
he couldn't stand up. 
he couldn't move, his body was frozen.
"i'm so sorry"
hearing yoongi's voice was the last straw.
 
yoongi was spitting blood, jungkook's punch in his face wasn't the most
pleasant welcome he could think of.
he was pushed against the wall behind him hard, head hitting the wall. 
he hissed, grabbing jungkook's arms in a tight grip.
"what the fuck?! what the actual fuck?!" jungkook was screaming. eyes red. eyes
mad.
jungkook slipped from yoongi's grip and kept on hitting him, yoongi just took
it silently.
"how is this even possible?" jungkook was panting, fists grabbing at yoongi's
shirt.
"how much are you going to make me go through?" his voice got quiet, he just
studied yoongi's face. couldn't believe that he was seeing him.
yoongi wiped the blood from his lip, and stroked jungkook's hair, "i'm so
sorry. i wish i could tell you everything. i'm not even supposed to be here, i
just had to see you"
"yeah of course you aren't supposed to be here, you're supposed to be dead! i
saw your body! this is..." jungkook was losing it. black in his vision, "this
isn't happening, i'm imagining you"
yoongi grabbed jungkook by his nape and pulled him in a deep kiss, jungkook
automatically closed his eyes and returned the kiss. 
he pressed yoongi's to the wall and lowered his head, hanging his head against
yoongi's chest, "this isn't real, you're not real"
"i'm real"
"you're not, you're dead" jungkook let himself cry aloud.
yoongi just held him.
"i did feel like i was dead without you"
"shut up"
yoongi chuckled and hugged the boy tighter.
"i missed your scent" yoongi whispered and kissed the top of jungkook's head.
jungkook looked up at yoongi, hypnotized.
"how?" he was still breathing hard, almost can't get the words out of his
mouth.
"i promise i'll tell you everything"
"you have no idea what i've been through this past year and a half..."
"i do. believe me, not seeing you-", "that's not the fucking same!" yoongi
closed his mouth.
"you knew i was alive, you knew i was okay. i..." jungkook chuckled and licked
the tears that were running down his lips, "i thought you died. i thought i
would never see you again. i thought you left me. i know- i know that what we
had was wrong but you were everything i had"
"i'm sorry. i'm so sorry. i had to do it, you've got to understand"
"i don't. i don't understand. i don't understand anything anymore. i don't even
know if it's real, i feel like this is a dream... that i'll wake up and you'll
still be dead"
"i'm not going to leave you ever again" yoongi pressed his lips to jungkook's,
licking his way inside.
jungkook moaned as their tongues dances slowly against each other, melted at
the feeling of yoongi's cold hand caressing his back under his shirt.
jungkook grabbed at yoongi's sleeve hard, scared that if he lets go then yoongi
will go as well.
 
 
they both didn't know how they ended up on the floor with yoongi straddling
jungkook's body, pressing their lower bodies together, griding against him.
jungkook grabbed yoongi's hips tightly and slid them up with yoongi's shirt.
when yoongi's shirt was off jungkook turned them around quickly, yoongi huffed.
jungkook was on top of yoongi, looking at him again. just staring. he couldn't
believe he was seeing him, he couldn't believe he was touching him again.
he lowered his head and pecked yoongi's lips before kissing down his neck,
licking and nipping. enjoying yoongi's little noises.
he peppered kisses all over his chest, not forgeting to kitty lick one of his
nipples, smirking as yoongi jerked at the action.
he continued pecking every inch of yoongi's abdomen, "i can't believe i get to
feel you again"
yoongi looked down at jungkook, eyes half closed, mouth wide open, letting out
small pants.
jungkook looked up while licking his way to yoongi's navel, yoongi jerked his
hips up, jungkook grabbed them and stilled the older.
yoongi exhaled and then bit his lower lip, closing his eyes and throwing his
head back when he felt jungkook slowly sliding off his pants and boxers all
together.
he gasped when he felt jungkook's breath over his member, the latter quickly
reacted, standing proudly at the image of jungkook.
jungkook didn't wait before taking yoongi all the way in his mouth, wetting it
good while not breaking eye contact with yoongi.
"fuck" yoongi breathed and grabbed a handful of jungkook's hair in his hand,
controlling the younger's movements on his cock.
jungkook took it all in until he felt the tip hit the back of his throat, and
then he kept on going even more. yoongi let out the most beautiful fucked out
moan.
the noises of sucking mixed with saliva dripping all over his veiny member were
almost enough to get yoongi close to the edge.
yoongi's pubic hair tickled jungkook's nose and he just stayed there, not
caring about his gag reflex. he just wanted to taste yoongi to his fullest.
"baby, stop... i don't want to come just yet"
hearing the pet name coming out from yoongi's mouth was too much.
jungkook took out yoongi's cock from his mouth with a loud pop and froze,
looking at yoongi again.
yoongi looked down at him too, not saying a word.
jungkook slid up and grabbed yoongi's face in his hands, kissing him hard.
breath mixing together. passion growing.
it was cold outside but they were both sweating.
"i missed you." jungkook rarely said heart warming stuff to yoongi. he felt
like crying.
"you have no idea how much i missed you" jungkook was doing it for him. tears
forming in his big, big eyes.
"don't cry" yoongi whispered and lifted his head up to kiss jungkook's tears
away. jungkook wishes he could take his pain away with his kisses too.
jungkook wiped his tears and took off his shirt, yoongi bit his lip and trailed
his hands down jungkook's toned abs, making jungkook tense.
yoongi's hands reached jungkook's jeans, "take this off"
jungkook quickly took his jeans and boxers off, spreading yoongi's legs and
grinding down against him.
yoongi wrapped his legs around jungkook's waist, wrapping his hands over his
neck.
"you drive me crazy"
jungkook lifted his head up and reached for the baby oil that was placed on the
livingroom table in front of them.
he popped the cap open and spilled a little on his hand, rubbing his fingers
with the oily substance.
his leaned over for another wet tongue dance while sneaking his hand down
yoongi's body, circling one finger over yoongi's entrance.
yoongi bit jungkook's lower lip and sucked on it, making jungkook hiss and
groan.
jungkook's body was pressed so tight against yoongi that he could feel his
rapid hearbeat. yoongi was just as affected as he was.
jungkook started right away with two fingers in, yoongi's forehead falling onto
jungkook's shoulder.
jungkook's fingers were sliding in and out teasingly, spreading him open. 
yoongi kissed at jungkook's neck, licking and biting. sucking into the skin
while grabbing the boy's hair harshly.
jungkook groaned, and eased in a third finger. seperating the fingers inside
the tight, wet heat.
yoongi bit jungkook's neck harder. 
"fuck" jungkook breathed and pulled his fingers out, making yoongi groan.
jungkook took the baby oil bottle again and poured in his hand again, slicking
his member slowly. the cold feeling of the liquid touching his sensitive skin
making him hiss.
he grabbed yoongi's pale thighs, so hard he knew he would leave beautiful marks
all over the flawless skin. he spread yoongi's legs and threw them over his
shoulders. 
they were looking at each other when jungkook's eased his way inside of yoongi.
jungkook was watching yoongi's reaction carefully.
yoongi took jungkook's hands in his own and intertwined their fingers. 
jungkook started to thrust his hips forward, yoongi's body devouring him.
jungkook took their intertwined hands and pinned them next to each side of
yoongi's head of the floor. raising yoongi's hips until only yoongi's upper
body was on the floor.
"oh god" yoongi wasn't young like jungkook, he knew his muscles would hurt like
a bitch the second they were done. but at this moment, he couldn't care less.
jungkook pulled out almost entirely before slamming back in, starting slowly
and then speeding little by little.
yoongi was a mess, turning his head to the side and kissing jungkook's hand.
jungkook held yoongi's legs at each side of his body, rolling his hips hard.
yoongi's back was rubbing against the floor non stop.
they were like this for a long time. just enjoying one another. enjoying the
feeling of one another. enjoying just looking at one another.
when jungkook felt pressure at the pit of his groin he grabbed yoongi's cock
and started storking fast.
yoongi grabbed jungkook's hair once more and pushed him down, breathing hard
into each other's mouth, looking at each other deeply.
"you fuck me so good, baby, making me so proud. come on, make me come"
jungkook let out a growl and sinked into yoongi's hot cavern one last time
before coming violently, body jerking. groaning deeply.
yoongi peppered his neck with kissed while helping him storking himself.
yoongi's body tightened when he felt jungkook's hot liquid splur inside of him.
he came all over jungkook's hand and his own with a loud moan. 
they were kissing again.
hugging again.
crying again.
 
 
they were lying side by side on the floor silently. only their loud breaths
could be heard. both looking at the ceiling.
 
 
"does yoonah know?"
"no"
"how did she hire you?"
"the phone she called wasn't mine"
"was it the phone of the one who actually died?"
yoongi got quiet. jungkook closed his eyes.
"you owe me an explenation"
"i know"
"i don't forgive you"
"i know'
"i'm still mad"
"i know"
"i'm still hurt"
"i know"
"i still love you"
yoongi turned to look at jungkook, jungkook looked back.
yoongi smiled and nuzzled at his cheeck.
"god," jungkook sighed and stroked yoongi's hand, "i can't believe i'm with you
like this again, it's like i can't get rid of you"
"you'll never get rid of me"
***** Chapter 9 *****
"you started drinking again" jungkook turned around to look at yoongi. 
"it's not as bad as it looks"
"there are more than ten bottles here, dad"
"it's just from time to time, i can control it now"
"what happens if you suddenly can't control it?" the room got quiet, "you were
fine when you started drinking the first time, too. but then it got worse
overtime"
yoongi crossed his arms, "it was hard"
jungkook blinked.
"it was hard not seeing you. it was hard not seeing namjoon and seokjin too but
you... knowing i hurt you again even while trying to protect you... it's
stronger than me"
"what were you trying to protect me from?"
"jungkook..."
jungkook licked his lips and hugged himself, "are you going to keep drinking?"
"it will never be like in the past"
"don't promise things you can't keep"
yoongi widened his eyes, "jungkook, i won't hurt you"
"you hurt me all the time." jungkook was about to exit the room, yoongi grabbed
his arm.
jungkook turned around to look at him, "let me go." he wasn't kidding.
"you asked me to bear with you, i ask you to bear with me too" they were
looking intensly in each other's eyes.
"are you planning on stopping?"
"i'll minimise the dosage"
"it's not enough for me"
"i can't go to rehab again, kookie. i can't let anyone see me"
"i will help you, but only if you want to get better. i need you to promise
me."
yoongi looked at his son.
"promise me, dad"
yoongi didn't responde.
jungkook turned around completley, "i know we both have addiction issues, but i
have to be your worst addiction. and you have to be my worst addiction. we
can't let other stuff ruin this for us, i don't want history to repeat itself"
"you're scared"
"of course i'm scared!" jungkook spat and pushed yoongi's hand off of him, "i
still have nightmares every damn night at the memories of you drunk."
"i can't hurt you anymore, you're not that little boy anymore"
"i will always have that little boy inside of me. he never had the chance to
grow. he never had the chance to escape. he's still there. i'm still scared of
you, i will always be scared of you. no matter how big i am compared to you, no
matter how strong i am compared to you. you will always, always be stronger
than me mentally. you will always be capable of ruining me"
yoongi froze, eyes glistening. 
"it's either me or the alcohol. i'm not going through this again"
yoongi was still quiet. completely shocked from jungkook's words.
"drive us home"
 
-
 
the drive home was quiet, each is busy with his thoughts.
when yoongi's car parked a little bit further than jungkook's house, jungkook
was about to get out, baby yoongi in his hands.
"kookie i-"
"only contact me when you want to get better, i don't want to deal with this
again" and then jungkook was gone.
 
yoongi couldn't calm himself down while driving back to his place.
yoongi was his own worst enemy.
always fucking shit up, always hurting jungkook.
he knew he wasn't good for jungkook, that none of this was healthy for his
son. 
but like jungkook said, they both have addiction issues - and jungkook was his
worst addiction.
he knew that no matter how hard they'd try, and they did, they will never let
the other one go.
all thoughts were cut when he saw a group of people kicking and punching a
person in the middle of the empty street.
he quickly stopped the car, covering himself up so he wouldn't be noticed.
he quickly pulled out the gun he kept in his glove box, loaded it and got out
of the car.
he knew he shouldn't do this, that he was risking being caught. but yoongi
always listened to his insticts more than his sober mind.
yoongi decided to the brick wall that was near the group of people as a
warning, "leave him the fuck alone" he deepened his voice.
the group of young guys turned to him and quickly ran off the place, leavning
the beat up man lying on the ashpalt across the road.
yoongi widened his eyes and quickly ran towards the person.
he knew who it was.
 
the boy was unconscious, yoongi sat down on his knees and slapped the boy
lightly, trying to wake him up.
the boy wasn't moving.
"shit" he hissed and saw the bruises and blood all over the younger's face.
he tsked and quickly picked up the boy over his shoulder, running towards his
car.
 
-
 
jungkook walked inside his house, heart heavy.
he was holding sleeping yoongi in hands when he saw mr kim standing in front of
him.
"where have you been?"
"didn't know i had to tell you everything i do" after taking off his shoes,
jungkook went to yoongi's room and tucked him in his crib.
he went to the livingroom again, crossing his arms and looking at mr kim.
"now you know" mr kim smirked.
jungkook cleared his throat, "i was in the hospital with yoongi"
"what happened?"
jungkook sat on the couch slowly, mr kim next to him.
"he has autism"
mr kim widened his eyes in shock and then chuckled, licking his lips.
jungkook raised his eyebrow.
"well, i'm not surprised" he said mostly to himself.
jungkook frowned, "what does that supposed to mean?" 
"never mind," mr kim dismissed, "you seem upset, babe. did you have a fight
with someone?"
jungkook looked at him coldly while the other man was smirking.
"why are you here?"
"came to visit yoonah, actually"
"she's not here"
mr kim looked at him.
"we broke up, i don't know where she is"
mr kim scowled, "that's not possible. she never contacted me"
"me either"
"why did you two break up? do you have someone else?"
jungkook knew this was his chance.
he was mad at yoongi, but he was already into it.
"was kinda falling in love with someone else" jungkook smirked.
mr kim raised his eyebrow and smirked back, patting his thigh signaling
jungkook to hop up.
jungkook straddled mr kim thighs and wrapped his arms around the older's neck.
"falling in love, huh angel?"
jungkook smiled sweetly.
"you're a good liar"
jungkook's smile faded.
"must've learned that for your dad... or your uncle"
"what?"
"you said you wanted to know more about what i do, right? that's why you're
keep saying shit like being in love with me, you want some kind of informantion
from me. why don't you ask your uncle what i do for a living?"
jungkook widened his eyes in shock.
 
-
 
when the younger opened his eyes he was hit with immeasurable pain. 
he looked around, he didn't know the place he was at.
he didn't remember how he got here, all he rememberes was... being beaten up
good.
he tried to get up but his head was throbbing, he groaned loudly and held his
head.
"where am i?" he whispered to himself.
he gasped when he heard footsteps, seeing a man with covered from head to toe.
hat on his head,
sunglasse covering his eyes,
face mask covering the rest of his face.
"are you okay, jimin?"
***** Chapter 10 *****
"i swear i don't know anything" jimin was shaking, eyes wide. 
"hey, hey relax. i'm not going to hurt you"
jimin was still not calmed down, "are you not one of them? who are you?"
yoongi cleared his throat, "i'm not anyone, it doesn't matter. are you okay?"
jimin pouted and covered himself with the blanket that was on top of him, he
looked around. the place was old, dark and scary. "yes. where are we?"
"at my place," yoongi chuckled, "do you want anything to drink? eat?"
"i want to sleep, my head is killing me" jimin groaned and grabbed his head.
"you can't go to sleep now, you may have a concussion," yoongi sat next to
jimin on his couch, pointing two fingers, "how many fingers am i holding?"
jimin backed a little, still wary of the man.
"two... why are you all covered up?"
"stop asking so many questions" yoongi got up, "i'm asking you again, do you
want anything to drink or eat? i'll give you some medicine but you have to eat
before that"
"are you locking me up here?"
yoongi widened his eyes, "what? of course not, i just want to make sure you're
okay and then i'll take you back home"
jimin looked down, "i... i don't really have a home anymore" he chuckled sadly.
"what do you mean?"
"these people... they are looking for me"
yoongi studied the younger, "the ones who nearly killed you?" jimin nodded,
"what did you do?"
"i didn't do anything, i just fell into a mess of antoher person" 
yoongi chuckled, "tell me about it"
"you're not one of them, right? you're not going to kill me?" jimin's eyes were
big, innocent and so, so scared.
yoongi softened, "no, i'm not one of them and i'm not going to kill you. you're
talking too much, i'm going to make you something to eat" yoongi was about to
turn and leave when jimin asked,
"hey, how did you know my name?"
 
-
 
"i honestly have no idea" namjoon said with his mouth full, yoongi on his lap.
he was sitting in front of jungkook at jungkook's kitchen.
"you don't know what uncle seokjin does for a living?"
namjoon shrugged, "you don't know either"
"this is so weird" jungkook crossed his fingers and leaned his chin on his
hands.
"all i know is that he own some businesses and is extremely rich"
"dad never told you what he does?"
namjoon shook his head and swallowed the food he had in his mouth, "dad never
even told me what he was doing"
jungkook snorted, "i barely remember dad having a job"
"i remember he used to go somewhere in the mornings when you were a baby, mom
told me it was for work. i remember uncle seokjin picking him up"
jungkook frowned, "you think they worked together?"
"what's with all these questions, kook?"
jungkook exhaled, "mr kim told me to ask uncle seokjin about what he does for a
living"
"about what mr kim does for a living?" jungkook nodded, "what does uncle
seokjin have to do with mr kim?"
"that's my question, too" jungkook sighed and leaned back on his chair.
"just ask uncle seokjin" namjoon was blowing at yoongi's hair, yoongi laughed
and covered his face with his little hands.
"i will..." jungkook looked at namjoon playing with his little boy and smiled
lightly.
"hey, hyung"
namjoon looked at him.
"i'm sorry"
namjoon blinked, "for what?"
"for what i said the other day... for getting so mad at you..."
namjoon smiled, "hey, it's okay. it's not easy to learn that your son is not
the healthiest baby you've wanted him to be. i get that, your reaction was
expected"
"you were always too forgiving" 
"i'm forgiving when i know for a fact the person didn't mean to hurt." jungkook
knew the double meaning behing his sentence but decided to ignore it.
"i'm sorry for bringing up the fact you dropped out of college"
"i dropped out for you"
jungkook breathed deeply, "i know" he whispered.
"you were a broken mess, i couldn't leave you alone"
"i know. thank you"
"you don't need to thank me, you're my little brother, i'd do anything to
protect you"
 
-
 
it was late at night, baby yoongi was sleeping deeply.
jungkook unlocked the office door with a plate of food in his other hand and
stepped inside, closing the door behind him.
yoonah was thrashing and screaming behind the cloth tie, jungkook walked behind
her and untied the piece of cloth.
"jungkook please!!!"
"eat" he grabbed the toast that was on the plate and placed it near her mouth.
she lined her lips and shook her head.
jungkook grabbed her hair tightly and pulled her head back, making her gasp in
pain.
"i said fucking eat" he shoved the toast into her mouth, making her choke a
little.
abusing people wasn't too unfamiliar to him, he learned from the best.
she obliged a second after, biting at the food while crying.
he took another chair and sat next to her, feeding her quietly.
"how did we end up like this, kookie?" she looked at him, she looked terrible.
"it doesn't have to be like this, yoonah. just tell me what i need to know"
"i can't" she shook her head and sobbed.
"then i can't let you go, either"
"i want to see my baby"
"and i want to see my father"
"jungkook, please... he's my son, too" 
jungkook felt his heart clenching.
he breathed deeply, "he's sleeping"
"will you let me see him when he wakes up?"
jungkook studied her.
he knew how much a kid needs his parents.
he knew how much a kid needs his mother.
he knew cause his died when he was so young, and if she was alive maybe things
would be different for him.
maybe things would be better for him.
 
"no."
but she wasn't alive.
and things weren't different. 
and jungkook grew up to be the piece of shit his dad was.
***** Chapter 11 *****
seokjin turned around, he didn't expect to be so rudely interrupted while
putting clothes in the washing machine.
"why do you ask, kook?"
"no reason, i was just wondering" he adjusted his hold on baby yoongi in his
hands.
seokjin cleared his throat, jungkook quinted his eyes.
"i own some restaurants around this town and some in china, i do business with
people" he turned the washing machine on and walked out of the laundry room,
jungkook following him.
"what kind of business? do you earn this much money from owning some
restaurants?"
seokjin stopped in his steps and looked at jungkook, "did something happen?"
"was something supposed to happen? i'm just asking my uncle what he does for a
living" jungkook was getting suspicious, seokjin was acting weird.
"i used be a chef," seokjin crossed his arms, "and now i'm an owner of a few
big restaurants"
"how come you never told us? how come we never been to any of your
restaurants?"
seokjin frowned, "i really don't feel comfortable being interrogated by you,
jungkook"
he was hiding something, jungkook knew it.
"then can you at least tell me the place's name? at least one of them, if they
are around this town"
"king's flavour. and i'm done with this conversation, kook, i don't think any
of this is any of your business"
jungkook's widened his eyes.
king's flavour.
he knew that place.
 
-
 
'think fast. think fast. think fast' yoongi didn't know how to answer that
question.
until jimin answered it himself.
"oh, my id is here..." he picked his id out from his pocket.
yoongi thanked god and the universe. his chest was beginning to hurt.
"now let's make you something to eat"
 
 
"how should i call you?" jimin asked while chewing the food yoongi made for
him.
they were sitting on the floor in front of each other, there was no one else to
sit other than the couch or yoongi's mattress at yoongi's small place.
"you shouldn't call me"
jimin swallowed the food, "ok mr mysterious. maybe i'll just call you hero"
"just shut up and eat" yoongi got up from the floor and went to the kitchen,
opening the fridge and taking out a bottle of soju.
"you drink a lot"
"you talk a lot" yoongi turned around so jimin wouldn't see him taking off his
face mask and started drinking.
"will you take me home after i finish?"
yoongi swallowed the alcoholic beverage, covered his face again and turned
around.
"i thought you said you didn't have a home anymore"
jimin shrugged, "i'll figure something out"
"do you not have parents? siblings?" 
jimin shook his head, "my parents kicked me out when i was young, when i chose
dancing over college and i'm an only child"
yoongi wanted to make a remark about jimin's shitty parents but then he
remembered that he is probably ten times worse of a parent, so he just kept
quiet.
"what about friends?"
"no i can't do that, they have their own lives. seokjin has his businesses,
taehyung has a girlfriend now, jungkook has a baby and namjoon is helping him.
i can't fall on their lives like that"
yoongi chuckled, he found it endearing that jimin just told him about his
friends nd their lives when he doesn't even know him.thinks he doesn't even
know him.
"you can stay here"
jimin widened his eyes and looked at yoongi, shocked. "no no no! i can't do
that, i don't even know you"
"you have nowhere to go, i'm not going to throw you on the streets"
"no, i'm a grown man. i can take care of myself" then suddenly the pain in his
head was beggining to hit again, he groaned. dropping his chopsticks and
grabbing at his head.
"are you okay?" 
"my head" 
yoongi tsked and went to give jimin some painkillers with a glass of water, he
handed it to the younger. "take it"
jimin swallowed the painkillers and drank the water yoongi gave him.
"you will stay until you get better, then i will drop you off wherever you
want"
jimin pouted, "i don't want to be a burden, and honestly you scare the shit out
of me"
yoongi chuckled, "you won't be a burden. and i'm sorry, but you really don't
have another choice"
"who don't you just take me to the hospital?"
yoongi cleared his throat, "i can't let anyone see me"
"are you a serial killer? oh god, i knew it. you're going to kill me aren't
you? no one knows i'm here i-", "shut the fuck up already" jimin closed his
mouth.
"go lie down and rest, i'll go buy you more painkillers"
jimin did just that, looking at the older. "thank you"
yoongi saluted, and was about to go out.
and then stopped and turned around to look at jimin, "i'm going to lock you
here, okay? don't be scared, i'll be back as soon as possible"
jimin was scared for his life. something about this man felt wrong. but this
man offere him help and a home, how could he say no? he nodded, "where is my
phone?"
"i took it. i can't let anyone know where you are, after you're better i will
bring it back to you"
"my friends will go looking for me"
"don't worry about that" and then yoongi was gone.
 
-
 
jungkook entered the restaurant with baby yoongi in his hands.
one of the waiters stopped him, "hey excuse me, babies aren't allowed in this
restaurant"
jungkook tried not to look offended, "i'm here to ask some questions and then
i'll be gone"
the waiter crossed his arms, "okay"
jungkook looked around, the crew was mostly males. he couldn't find who he was
looking for.
wait,
the crew was only males.
"are there usually so many male workers around here?"
"the women work morning shifts, that's the rules of this place"
"and why is that?"
the waiter shrugged, "saftey purposes?"
"why? do you close this place late at night?"
the waiter shook his head, "usually around eight"
jungkook frowned, "eight is early. what saftey purposes are we talking about?"
the waiter shrugged again, "i don't know man, these are the rules of the boss"
"does a girl name minyoung work here?"
the waiter studied him, "i can't tell you that"
"so that's a yes."
the waiter kept quiet.
 
"do you know the manager's name? the people who own this place?"
"that, i can tell you"
"one of them is mr kim, right?" the waiter nodded. 
"and the second one?"
"he doesn't come here a lot, they mostly do business in the office or abroad...
i think his name is lee seokjin or min seokjin if i'm not mistaken. yeah yeah,
mr kim and min seokjin own this place"
***** Chapter 12 *****
"i'm too old for this" yoongi sat on jungkook's bed, panting and suffering.
jungkook chuckled, "did you seriously run over here?"
"you texted me to come here as soon as possible, i drove like crazy and almost
hit a cat on the way with the car, i would've flee if i could" yoongi wiped the
drops of sweat that were gathering on his forehead and looked at jungkook,
still breathing hard.
jungkook's heart was suddenly filled with warmth, but he decided to ignore
that. he was still angry at yoongi.
he cleared his throat and crossed his arms, studying yoongi. "i need to ask you
some questions and i need you to answer them"
"jungk-", "i will not take no for an answer. if you want me to keep helping
you, you have to answer me"
yoongi smiled proudly, jungkook could say he's still that little boy deep in
his heart all he wants, but yoongi sees how he's changed. he sees that jungkook
is now a man. a strong man. he's not going to take shit from anyone anymore,
not even yoongi.
"okay"
jungkook was a little bit taken aback, he didn't expect yoongi to give in so
fast.
he quickly regained his confidence again, "namjoon told me you and uncle
seokjin used to go somewhere in the mornings when we were young, mom told him
it was for work. was it really?"
yoongi widened his eyes.
he took a deep breath, "yeah, it was for work"
"what kind of work?"
"we used to own a business together"
"what kind of business? and don't you even try to lie to me, dad. help me help
you"
they were sitting in silence for a long time. yoongi considering whether he
should tell him or not.
yoongi got up and took jungkook's hands in his, "baby, what i'm about to tell
you happened more than twenty years ago, okay? we both don't mess with that
anymore, and i don't want you to see me... well, uncle soekjin any differently.
okay?"
jungkook frowned.
"and i need you to promise me not to tell anyone, not even namjoon"
they were close not, jungkook's could feel his heartbeat.
"promise me, kookie" they were looking each other in the eyes, jungkook falling
again.
jungkook nodded quietly.
"jin and i... we used to own a brothel"
 
-
 
"so did you get any new information?" jungkook and namjoon were standing on
jungkook's balcony, smoking. baby yoongi was still asleep.
jungkook exhaled the smoke, "i'm getting there"
"are you going to tell me?" namjoon smirked.
"i will, i just need to figure some things on my own"
namjoon sighed and looked at the bright sky, "you're stopping your own life for
this, you have a kid now jungkook, do you think this is a good idea?"
jungkook was surprised, "are you serious?"
"well, yeah. i mean, when was the last time you went to work? or just went to
the park with yoongi? you're neglecting him because you still live in the past"
jungkook was offended. "i'm not neglecting him, the baby is literally with me
twenty four seven. i play with him all the time and you know it. and i'm not
living in the past, i just want the truth"
"what about your work?"
"i quit"
namjoon widened his eyes, "what? why?"
"i get money from the government, mr kim helps me with that, too"
"that wasn't my question"
jungkook breathed deeply, "i was a hypocrite"
namjoon waited.
"i was a hypocrite, cause i was an inspiration to so many people... cause i
managed to get out of a twisted relationship, of a wrong relationship, abusive
one and become the strong man i am today. but... before dad died i forgave him
and fell in love with all over again. how could i stand there, and tell them
that they can get over it when i couldn't?"
"you know what scares me the most?" namjoon suddenly asked, jungkook looked at
him.
"that if dad didn't do what he did to you... that if dad didn't manipulate you,
or rape you, or was abusive towards you... that you would still think what you
two had was normal..."
jungkook took another puff from the cigarette and looked at view, "you know
what scares me the most?"
namjoon stayed quiet.
"that you're right"
 
-
 
"we don't deal with this shit anymore, we were young and we wanted to make
quick money. no one knew about this"
"this is a lot of information to take in, jesus christ" jungkook gripped his
hair.
"i'm sorry you had to find out this way, but does it help you with anything?" 
jungkook looked at yoongi, "uncle seokjin is working with mr kim"
yoongi frowned, "what?"
"they own a restaurant together"
"are you being serious?" jungkook nodded.
yoongi was appalled.
"how did you find out?"
jungkook told him about what mr kim told him, about his weird conversation with
seokjin and his coversation with the waiter of their shared restaurant.
yoongi sat on the bed again, trying to digest everything jungkook had just told
him.
he felt... betrayed?
hurt?
he suddenly widened his eyes, "the girl he tried to hook you up with"
"minyoung?"
yoongi nodded, "what's her deal?"
"are you suspecting seokjin of something?"
"of course not, i suspect everyone around him"
"like you suspected everyone around me? was yoonah apart of all of this as
well?"
yoongi nodded.
"then why am i locking her up? why don't we just call the police?"
"when it comes to the mafia, we need to get them all together, not one by one.
we can't let anyone slip out of this."
jungkook sighed.
"what do you want me to do with minyoung?"
"talk to her, see what her deal is"
"she works there, at their restaurant"
yoongi chuckled, "they probably sent her to get information from you"
"what information? does someone know you're alive?"
"i don't know, i think so"
 
the room got quiet.
"are you okay?" yoongi got up from the bed and walked over to jungkook.
jungkook shook his head.
yoongi wrapped his arms around jungkook and pressed him tightly for a long hug.
"i'm so sorry. i'm always sorry when it comes to you" he whispered to
jungkook's ear.
"i just want us to be okay" jungkook wrapped his arms around yoongi as well,
leaning his head on yoongi's shoulder.
"i want us to be okay, too"
"let me help you, let me help you get better"
yoongi looked at him, "you already make me want to get better"
and they were kissing.
 
-
 
it was late at night, yoongi was already gone.
jungkook was alarmed when he heard knocks on the door.
he wondered who could it be in this hour.
he opened the door, and gasped at the scene he was seeing in front of his eyes.
"can i come in, please?"
***** Chapter 13 *****
"what happened?" jungkook was sitting on the couch, a cup of coffee in his
hands.
minyoung shook her hand, she was sitting next to him on the sofa with a cup of
tea in hers.
jungkook got closer to her and brushed her short hair behind her ear, revealing
the nasty, dry blooded wound she had next to her eyebrow.
"did taehyung do this-" she immediately widened her eyes and places the cup of
tea on the table in front of her, - "no, no"
"so what happened? how did you find out where i live?"
she blinked at him, "i need to leave" she cleared her throat and was about to
get up.
jungkook got up and placed his hands on her shoulder, gently forcing her to
stay in place. "look at you, i'm not going to let you leave like that"
she was wearing a very, very short skirt and a top that barely covered
anything. in was winter, what was she thinking?
"i shouldn't have came"
"you're already here, so talk"
she studied him, licking her lips.
"i messed with the wrong people"
jungkook nodded, "i can see that"
"i- i couldn't tell tae. he'd do something stupid... he told me where you live
by the way, we talked about it a few days ago"
"why did you come to me?"
"i need you to help me"
jungkook frowned, "why me?"
"because you know who these people are, you're in this mess too"
 
-
 
yoongi unlocked the wooden door in the middle of the woods, it was quiet.
too quiet.
he quickly covered himself.
he climbed down the ladder while pulling at the rod of the wooden door, locking
it.
when his legs hit the ground he looked around, the couch was made, and the room
was empty.
"jimin?" yoongi started to panic.
he couldn't run away, right?
he searched throughout the small place, heart racing.
he was truly and utterly fucked.
jimin is going to spill everything and he's going to get himself either locked
up or killed.
he stormed into the kitchen to find jimin placing two plates on the table.
"oh, hi hero" he smiled sweetly.
yoongi sighed deeply and leaned his body against the kitchen door, breathing
hard.
"you scared me, i thought you ran away"
"i wanted to, actually. but then my head started to hurt" 
yoongi looked around the kitchen, his unused pots were clean and filled with
food.
jimin followed yoongi's stare. well, he couldn't really see his eyes but he
followed the direction his head was pointing to.
"oh, i made food. i hope you didn't mind. you didn't have nothing in here so i
had to improvise something"
yoongi looked back at jimin, "how are you feeling?"
"the pain attacks are becoming less and less"
yoongi nodded and sat down in front of the dining table, "i bought you some
painkillers, spend the night here and tomorrow morning i'll drop you off
wherever you need"
jimin froze, he looked at yoongi a little bit too long.
and then nodded. "okay"
"oh, and thank you for the food"
jimin smiled, "thank you for not killing me"
 
-
 
"you work with mr min"
seokjin turned around, surprised.
after a few seconds he sighed, he crossed his arms and leaned back against the
wall behind him.
"i started working with him before i even knew he was yoonah's step father"
"he's not only yoonah's step father, he's also the man that probably killed
dad"
seokjin was stunned. "yoongi killed himself, jungkook"
"did you not read the news?"
"they said it was a false alarm"
"it wasn't, it was-"
"jungkook... have you been taking your medicine?"
jungkook opened and closed his mouth. 
"you don't believe me"
"look," seokjin got closer to jungkook and placed his hand on the latter's
shoulder. jungkook looked at the hand. "i know that yoongi's death hit you
hard, i know you're suffering. i know that you miss him, but jungkook this is
not the way. he would've wanted you to be happy. you need to move on, you need
to focus on baby yoongi now. you can't let his death take over your life"
jungkook shrugged his shoulder, making seojkin put down his hand. "you think
i've lost my mind" he chuckled.
"i didn't say that, i just think you're a little lost and i completely
understand. maybe you need therapy again, maybe you need help-", jungkook was
getting mad.
no,
jungkook was beyond mad.
"you still own that brothel you and dad used to own, you still lock women up
and make them fuck disgusting ass men for money. and you try to tell me i'm the
one who needs help?
seokjin froze.
"where did you hear that from?"
"i'm the one who's asking questions now"
"don't speak to me that way."
"where did you really meet minyoung?"
"she works at my restaurant"
"answer my question"
"i just did."
"not with lies"
"i sold that place, i haven't been dealing with this for over two decades"
"who did you sell it to?"
"i don't know"
"don't lie!!!"
"i don't know!!!"
jungkook never heard seokjin raise his voice on him.
and he himself never raised his voice on seokjin.
"the one i sold it to wanted to stay nameless"
jungkook inhaled from his nose and crossed his arms.
"kook, i really think you need to go back to therapy. you can't stop with this,
your state of mind is still so fragile... especially considering what happened"
jungkook decided to leave before he punches his uncle right between the eyes.
 
-
 
it was early in the morning.
yoongi was driving when he recieved a text from jungkook.
"can i take it off?" yoongi turned his attetion towards jimin who was sitting
next to him with his eyes tied with a scarf.
"i'm sorry, i just can't let you know where you've been"
"it's okay"
yoongi chuckled, "are you always this nice?"
jimin shrugged, "when your parents raise you with cruelty you can go both ways.
you either become like them, or the opposite"
yoongi thought about how nice and forgiving his little jungkookie is, and he
knew jimin was right.
"do you have any kids? i saw a crib in your place"
yoongi stayed quiet.
"oh right, you're oh so mysterious"
yoongi laughed.
"did you do something bad?"
yoongi stopped laughing and glanced and the blonde boy sitting next to him. 
"i've done a lot of bad things in my life"
"are you a bad person?"
"you could say that"
"so why did you help me?"
"i don't know. maybe to repent. helping someone else, since i can't help the
person i really need to help."
"and why is that?"
yoongi breathed hard, "i need to help myself before i can help him" 
 
 
yoongi parked at the same place he found jimin beaten up, it was jimin's
request.
"you can take if off now" and jimin did.
"are you sure you're going to be okay?"
jimin smiled, eyes turning into crescents. "yes, thank you. really, thank you
so much for everything"
"how do you feel?"
"i'm fine really, thank you"
jimin got out of the car, leaving yoongi all by himself.
"thank you, too"
 
-
 
"i think seokjin had something to do with it"
yoongi faced jungkook, "had something to do with what?"
"with your murder"
yoongi scowled, "what are you talking about?"
"don't you find it weird that he's been working with mr kim? out of all
people?"
"i think this is becoming too much for you"
"you all think i'm insane" jungkook sat on the bed.
"i don't think you're insane baby, i just think you got everything mixed up.
it's too much information for you"
"i just want to get it over with"
"hey, hey," yoongi sat next to jungkook, wrapping his arm around his shoulders,
nuzzling his nose against his cheek. "you don't have to keep doing that"
"i can't stop now"
"you can"
"i won't"
"then we'll figure it out together"
"minyoung was here" yoongi dropped his hand off of jungkook and looked at him,
waiting.
"she didn't tell me much, but i think she's in trouble, i think she was trying
to tell me something but she had to go... said i know the people that she
messed with"
"i knew that son of a bitch sent her to get information from you"
"we don't know that, yet. we're going to meet tomorrow"
"don't tell her anything, let her do all the talking"
jungkook nodded.
yoongi softened.
"you look exhausted, you look like you haven't been sleeping well"
"i never sleep well"
"you know what i mean"
jungkook closed his eyes, flopped his upper body onto the bed and sighed. "all
this drama is fucking with my head"
yoongi flopped next to him, sneaking a hand under his shirt. making jungkook
gasp from the cold feeling on his warm body.
"want me to fuck with your head instead?" he whispered in jungkook's ear.
jungkook chuckled and turned his head towards yoongi. 
they were a few centimeters from kissing from before the bedroom door open.
***** Chapter 14 *****
jungkook stared wide eyed at namjoon who was standing at the door, namjoon
stole glances left and right before entering the room.
heart beating fast, blood turning cold, body shivering.
"why is your front door open? and who the fuck were you talking to?"
"hyung this is not what it looks-" when jungkook turned his head to his right
he didn't see yoongi anymore.
"what not what it looks like? is everything okay, kook?" namjoon closed the
door behind him and stepped forward.
jungkook's chest was rising up and down, panicked and confused.
jungkook cleared his throat and sat up, "yes, everything is okay"
"who were you talking to?"
"no one"
"i heard you"
jungkook looked at namjoon, "i was talking to dad"
 
 
he felt someone grabbing his leg tightly from under the bed, almost crashing
it.
he groaned loudly and kicked yoongi's hand from his leg, trying not to pull
namjoon's attention.
"dad?"
jungkook nodded, eyes big and still oh so innocent.
namjoon softened, "do you talk to him a lot?"
jungkook nodded.
"does he come in your dreams?" namjoon sighed and sat next to jungkook,
wrapping an arm around his shoulder, squeezing the younger's shoulder in
reassurance.
"you don't believe me"
"hey, that's not true. i do believe that you see him, probably came to visit
you from the dead. you were his favorite, after all"
it hurt yoongi to hear that. feeling a sting in his heart.
it hurt jungkook to hear that, too.
"have you been taking your medicine, kook?" namjoon suddenly asked him, eyeing
jungkook carefully.
jungkook almost believed he was losing his mind, too.
jungkook nodded.
lies.
lies.
lies.
"how about therapy? have you stopped?"
"he's not alive, isn't he?" jungkook looked at him.
namjoon bit his lip and shook his head, tears forming in his eyes seeing his
little brother like this, "maybe you should see someone? just to help you with
everything you're dealing right now. maybe you need to stop playing detective
too and let dad go in peace. do it for baby yoongi"
jungkook nodded for the nth time, "i'm tired, hyung"
namjoon nodded as well and got up, "want me to stay? i can-", "no, it's okay.
i'll take my meds and go to sleep, i'll be fine"
"are you sure?" 
jungkook nodded.
"call me if you need anything, kook. you know i'm always here for you, okay?"
"i know, hyung. thank you"
"love you"
"love you too" 
namjoon was about to leave, "kiss yoongi for me"
jungkook frowned, heart thumping. "what?"
"your son...?"
"oh... oh."
namjoon looked at jungkook strangley, "are you sure you're okay?"
jungkook nodded. "i'm just tired"
"go rest, call me tomorrow" 
and then he was gone.
when namjoon left jungkook quickly ran to the front door to lock it, he turned
around and pressed his back to the door, panting and holding a hand over his
chest.
yoongi crawled from under the bed with a struggle, "jesus christ i'm too old
for this shit" he groaned.
jungkook walked to his room again, wide eyed, and closed the door behind him.
"that was some superhero shit, dad. i actually thought for a second that i was
imagining you"
"me? you're the star here, actor of the year" yoongi chuckled, "you scared me
there for a second"
"you thought i was going to snitch on you?" jungkook winked and wrapped his
hands around yoongi's waist, pressing their bodies together.
yoongi smirked and grabbed jungkook's plump ass through his jeans in both of
his hands, jungkook bit his lower lip.
"i have one question though"
"can it wait?" jungkook pressed their lower bodies together, grinding against
yoongi.
yoongi hissed and spread jungkook's asscheeks with his hands, still through his
clothes.
"no"
jungkook tsked and looked at yoongi.
"have you stopped taking your medicine?"
"not now, dad please... i want you" 
"so you have"
jungkook shut him up with a heated kiss.
 
yoongi wanted to ask jungkook more about it.
yoongi wanted to make sure jungkook was okay.
it all made sense... looking so stressed, suspecting seokjin...
he needed to talk to jungkook about it.
 
he was supposed to,
but he didn't know how he ended up with jungkook's sweaty back pressed against
his chest, one hand grabbing at the younger's hair and the second supporting
jungkook's weight by hoding his chest, tongues finding their way to each
other's mouth while he was buried deep inside the boy.
jungkook's pants and moans were like music to his ears, like a song he can
never get tired of.
jungkook sneaked a hand behind him, grabbing yoongi's face and pressing his
lips to the older's. "i'm so close"
"fuck" yoongi whispered and devoured jungkook. kissing him like it was the last
time. 
jungkook whined in his mouth when yoongi fastened his thrusts, harder. deeper.
yoongi took jungkook's member in his hand and started storking at the same pace
of his thrusts.
jungkook's cavern started to tighten, swallowing his member. the wet, tight
head is making yoongi feel light headed.
jungkook's legs gave up on him, weight falling on the bed, face first.
yoongi grabbed at the younger's waist, lifting his hips and rolling into the
tight heat.
jungkook came on the bed with a mewl that made yoongi growl and thrust harder.
his hard thrusts making the bed bang against the wall.
he bit his lower lip, watching his little boy all fucked out. body sweaty, face
red, lips puffy, hair damp and sticking all over his face, eyes dark.
yoongi didn't stand a chance before the perfection that is called jungkook.
he came deep inside the younger with a low groan, making the younger whine and
shudder at the sensation.
 
 
they were lying in each other's embrace.
"i need to go" yoongi whispered and nuzzled his nose against jungkook's.
"stay the night" jungkook whispered back, looking up at yoongi with big doe
eyes.
yoongi drawned in those eyes everytime.
"you know i can't"
jungkook's eyes changed. he looked mad.
he turned around away from yoongi.
and now it all made sense.
yoongi had to make jungkook take his medicine again.
 
-
 
when yoongi drove home it was raining. 
he could barely see the road even when the front lights were on.
but he did notice a figure in front of his car, and quickly turned he wheel to
the side, the car turned sharply while screeching and thrn he stopped the car,
almost crashing into the street lamp.
he breathed hard, heartbeat in his ears.
he quickly got out of the car, running towards the person that was standing in
the middle of the road.
when he noticed who that was he growled, "jesus fucking christ"
 
 
"take this" he handed jimin a cup of hot tea.
jimin was fresh out of the warm shower, wearing yoongi's clothes and a towel
around his shoulders.
"i told you i was fine, you didn't have to do this"
"i thought you said you had somewhere to go"
"i do-", "stop lying"
jimin shut his mouth and sipped from his tea, almost burning his tongue.
"i don't want to be a burd-", "shut the fuck up already, just drink this and go
to sleep. you're staying here."
 
-
 
jungkook unlocked the office door and got inside, closing the door behind him.
yoonah was quiet, probably sleeping.
jungkook nudged at her, waking her up.
he untied the piece of cloth that was tied around her eyes and her mouth.
she looked at him, tired. 
"so?"
"okay, okay"
jungkook widened his eyes.
"i'm going to tell you everything"
***** Chapter 15 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
jungkook could hear the sound of keys turning.
"shit" he quickly tied the piece of cloth around yoonah's mouth and eyes.
yoonah was trying to scream, but was muffled by the garment.
jungkook's heart sinked, he needed to get out of there as soon as possible.
he quickly opened the door and closed it behind him, locking it with trembling
hands.
when he turned around he gasped, he was now nose to nose with mr kim.
mr kim cornered him, blocking him with both palms on each side of jungkook's
body against the door.
"what are you hiding there, bunny?" jungkook scrunched his nose at the smell of
his overly rich cologne.
they were close, too close.
jungkook tried to remain as calm as he could with his body shaking. "where have
you been? i've missed you" he tried to change the subject, hooking a finger in
one of the loops of the older's jeans and pulled him closer, pressing them body
to body.
"missed you too, angel. wanted to fuck you all day long" he kissed the
younger's soft cheek, peppering his way down to his neck and biting the skin.
jungkook closed his eyes and hummed, grabbing at mr kim's arms tightly. 
he wasn't in the mood at all, still sore from his and yoongi's earlier
activities. but he had to do what he had to do.
 
 
jungkook hissed in pain and buried his head in the pillow beneath him.
he was on his knees with his ass up while mr kim was behind him, prepping him
with two lubed up fingers in.
mr kim frowned, "you're already prepped"
jungkook groaned when he felt the fingers' movements inside of him, the feeling
was unpleasant.
"i- ah... i played with myself a little" he bit his lower lip, drawing blood.
"we don't have to do this" 
jungkook perked up and looked back, wiggling his butt left and right comically.
"no, i want to"
he groaned again when he felt mr kim pulling out his fingers slowly, placing
his hands on his hips, nudging him gently to turn around.
jungkook sighed and turned around, thighs spread open. "come on" he whispered.
"why are you forcing yourself if you're clearly not into this?"
jungkook was puzzled, he pouted cutely and intertwined their fingers. "i do
want it"
"what is it that you want from me? what information do you need?" jungkook let
go of his hands.
he looked at mr kim for a few minutes, carefully weighted whether he should
just go for it or not.
"will you kill me too?"
"what are you talking about?"
"if i ask you, will you kill me like you killed my father?"
 
-
 
"i did have somewhere to go though"
yoongi rolled his eyes, he knew jimin couldn't see since he was wearing
sunglasses to cover his eyes but the action just came out automatically.
"that's why you were standing alone in the rain in the middle of the road?"
jimin looked down, playing with his fingers and biting his lower lip.
yoongi looked at him, "you didn't try to kill yourself, didn't you, kid?"
jimin widened his eyes and shook his head violently, "god no! of course not!"
"so where were you supposed to go?"
jimin shrugged, "to a friend"
yoongi squinted his eyes in suspicion, "i thought you said all of your friends
were busy with their lives and you didn't want to interrupt"
"why do you feel the need to help me?" jimin suddenly shot, studying yoongi.
yoongi looked at the younger, "i've explained it to you already"
"i'm not some lab rat that you can experiment on, if you want to help me just
so you can help someone else-", "do you want me to drive you back where i
picked you up? want me to leave you there alone in the rain?" 
yoongi's cold tone made jimin shut his mouth.
"didn't think so" he sighed and got up from the floor, he was about to walk to
his own room to get some sleep.
"is this the person you're trying to help?" yoongi turned around and followed
jimin's eyes to his feet.
he almost forgot about that old tattoo.
Y.K
he looked at the tattoo for a few seconds before lifting his gaze up to jimin,
"mind your own fucking business" 
 
-
 
"i think kook stopped taking his meds"
"i know he did"
namjoon quickly turned his head to look at seokjin.
"he told me he did"
"he told me he didn't"
seokjin shrugged, "he was never good at lying, he can't keep up with his own
lies"
"what are we going to do? i caught him talking to himself, he said he was
seeing yoongi... he's hallucinating him"
seokjin sighed, "he was also asking me a lot of questions about my business, i
think he's making up his own stories in his mind involving yoongi and is
suspecting everyone around him of something that had never happened"
"i'm scared that he'd do something stupid"
"me too"
namjoon lit up one of his cigarettes, inhaling the smoke. "i have an idea, but
i don't think you're going to like this"
seokjin crossed his arms and waited.
"what do you think about involuntary commitment?"
seokjin widened his eyes, "forced hospitalization?"
namjoon exhaled the toxic smoke and nodded.
Chapter End Notes
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***** Chapter 16 *****
jungkook leaned his back against the wall, covering his lower region with the
satin blanket.
mr kim still looked at him, waiting for an answer.
"don't act all innocent now, i know what you did"
mr kim narrowed his eyes and sat back, "i seriously have no idea what are you
talking about, angel. i thought your dad killed himself?"
"i know he made a deal with you"
mr kim's eyes darkened. 
"and i know what that deal was" jungkook decided to lie. maybe now he'll get
the answers he deserved.
mr kim raised an eyebrow, half smirking. "you do?"
jungkook frowned, he tried to calm his panicked heart beat. 
"you know what that deal was and you still forgave him? still love that filthy
old man?"
jungkook was confused. mr kim's words made him nervous. 
something was wrong.
something felt wrong.
"you're too stupid and forgiving for your own good"
jungkook took a deep breath, "you did kill him"
"i didn't commit anything on your old man, kook-ah. i am not ashamed of any of
my actions. if i were to kill him, i would gladly admit it. he made a promise
he couldn't keep, and therefore he killed himself"
"you're lying"
mr kim softened, "i know this is still hard for you to comprehend with your
fragile mind but-", "jesus christ, all of you need to stop with this, i'm not
some charity case and i'm not stupid. i know he didn't kill himself" jungkook
spat.
mr kim squinted his eyes, eyeing jungkook. "how do you know?"
"like i said, i'm not stupid."
"give me one reason to believe you and i'll help you figure out what happened
to him"
jungkook widened his eyes. "so it really wasn't you?"
"fucking the kid of the man i just murdered? i'm a business man, bunny, not a
monster"
jungkook could argue with that.
"come on, give me one good reason for me to believe you and you'll know what
happened to him in a day"
jungkook studied the older. 
he couldn't tell him yoongi was alive.
but he had to know what happened and who did this.
he had to.
 
-
 
"hero, i'm bored" jimin pouted and flopped on the couch next to yoongi.
"do i look like a clown?"
"well, with that face mask and being all covered up i'd say you do look like
one"
"i will kick you out"
"you wouldn't dare" jimin fake gasped.
yoongi clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes, "i regret saving your life, i
should've let you die"
"so rude to me"
yoongi shit his book soundly, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
he missed kookie.
he needed a drink.
he got up and went to the fridge, jimin quickly jumped in front of him,
blocking his way.
"you're not drinking again"
yoongi widened his eyes, "who the fuck do you think you are?"
"you helped me, so now i'm going to help you"
"i don't need your fucking help, step away from the fridge or i'll be the one
beating you up"
jimin pouted and stepped back.
yoongi cursed under his breath and opened the fridge, opening a bottle of soju.
jimin scowled, "you're probably alone cause you drink a lot"
yoongi opened his mouth to curse at the younger, but jimin had a point.
all of this, 
everything that happened in his life since jungkook was fifteen to this day
happened because yoongi started drinking.
yoongi chuckled darkly and took a sip from the bottle, "one of the reasons" 
 
-
 
"you work for mr kim. but not only in that restaurant" jungkook stated. 
he was sitting on the bench in the middle of the empty park. 
it was noon, a sunny day in the beginning of the fall.
baby yoongi was wobbling around, playing with fallen leaves. jungkook kept an
eye on him.
minyoung let out a shaky breath next to him.
"what's your deal with taehyung? did mr kim sent you to get information for
me?"
"not really. i wasn't sent by mr kim"
jungkook turned his head towards her, "then who sent you and what do you want?"
"seokjin oppa told me that you know he sold our place to an anonymous party"
jungkook nodded.
"we don't know who that is, we just take orders"
"you're a whore, aren't you supposed to just fuck people for money?"
minyoung's breath hitched, she cleared her throat and looked down. "it's not
like that in our place"
"what do you mean?"
"mr kim and the other person... they deal with other stuff, too"
"so do you just use taehyung?"
she shook her head, "taehyung was an accident. i was supposed to use you, but
met him instead. that why i was... punished"
"why are you doing this? why don't you just leave?"
she looked at him with sorrowful eyes, "you can't leave once you've entered
hell"
 
"come on, i want to show you the place"
 
jungkook remembered that road.
jungkook knew where he was.
jungkook knew that place.
***** Chapter 17 *****
jungkook knew where he was.
he held on to baby yoongi tightly, regretting bringing his son along.
 
he recognised the eerie, old, broken red building in the middle of the woods.
he recognised the wooden door on the ground next to it.
"that used to be our punishment room" minyoung suddnely said, jungkook turned
around startled. too lost in his own world.
they were walking towards the building, jungkook pointed to yoongi's wooden
door. "this one?"
minyoung nodded, "now they punish us in public in front of everyone in this
house, that place is long forgotten"
jungkook felt disressed.
they quietly entered the building, minyoung opening the big metal door easily.
"aren't there any bodyguards? are you not afraid that someone sees me?"
"be quiet," she whispered to him, "there are no bodyguards cause we are in the
middle of nowhere, no one can find us here. and everyone is in their room at
this hour"
"why am i here, minyoung?"
"i want to show you something"
they slowly and silently walked up the long staircase, the place looked nice
from the inside. like a wooden palace.
but no matter how nice this place is, the things this place has seen and been
through were beyong ugly.
they quietly entered one of the rooms, the only one with the red door. the rest
of the doors were black.
minyoung closed the door behind her and leaned against the wall, crossing her
arms.
jungkook looked around the room and his heart dropped.
there it was, above the black satin sheets on the king size bed, a big neon
logo that read
'jungkook's room'
jungkook couldn't close his mouth, jaw dropping.
he looked wide eyes at the rest of the room, pictures of him with either
yoongi, sunjung, namjoon, seokjin and his friends were hanging all over the
wall.
he inhaled from his nose sharply, "what is this?," he turned around to face
minyoung, "what is this?!"
she pressed her finger to her lips, husshing the stressed boy, "i'm not sure,
but i found it by accident"
jungkook gently placed baby yoongi on the floor and kept snooping around the
place.
he opened the closet, he felt nauseous.
all kinds of sex toys, lingerie, and a few regualr clothes. with jungkook's
actual clothes.
"i'm going to throw up" jungkook breathed, sweat dripping from his forehead.
he sat on the bed, feeling light-headed.
he decided to open the nightstand drawer near the bed.
papers.
tons of papers.
he picked some of them up, looking at them.
a kid's drawing, a man with glasses, 'professor basket ball' was written next
to the man.
jungkook flipped the papers but the same man was in all of them, with the same
name.
the name sounded familiar but jungkook knew it wasn't his.
his head hurt.
he was so confused.
this was too much for him to handle.
 
-
 
"tell me everything" jungkook sat in front of tied up yoonah.
she took a deep breath and exhaled loudly.
"i just want you to know, that i really did love you. maybe i still do. but we
had something special"
jungkook exhaled sharply, closing his eyes to collect himself. he opened them
after a few seconds and looked her right in the eyes.
"talk"
"you understand me the best. you just... get me"
"yoonah-", "i'm getting there." 
 
"your father wanted you all to himself, and at the time he would do anything.
when he went to talk with my step dad he asked him to call off the wedding and
manipulate me to get an abortion.
and in exchange my step father wanted yoongi to kill my biological father"
jungkook frowned, "the one who's in jail?" yoonah nodded.
"why?"
yoonah took a deep breath.
"i know you've been cheating on me with your father, jungkook," jungkook's
features softened. "i've known you've been sleeping with him behind my back for
a long time"
"yoonah-", "and that's okay. i understand. even though he abused you, raped you
and mentally destroyed you," jungkook breathed deeply, "you grew up thinking
that it was normal. that this was what fathers supposed to do. you grew up
thinking that your father will show you the right way, that everything he says
or does is law. a chil'd mind is a fragile mind, and you never had the chance
to grow so your mind is still so, so fragile. and i get that, cause i'm the
same"
jungkook didn't even notice the tears on his face until he felt one dropping on
his hand that he placed on his own thigh, tightening his grip. hurting himself.
"i am in love with my father, too. and that's why i had to do what i had to do,
you've got to understand" yoonah was crying too.
jungkook couldn't believe what he was hearing. 
he couldn't believe this was actually happening.
that his father was supposed to kill his wife's father, and that his wife
actually tried to kill his father.
his body was trembling, this was too much for him to handle in one day.
 
"why don't you tell him the truth, yoonah?" they both heard a voice behind
jungkook.
 
 
jungkook could feel a tight grip on his shoulders, he peaked to look at the
hands holding him and he knew who those hands belong to.
jungkook was losing it, he let out a sob.
everything was falling apart.
"who don't you tell him that you were sleeping with your father behind his back
too everytime you went to meet him in jail, hmm?"
jungkook bit his lower lip, looking at yoonah through tears.
"dear little bunny," mr kim leaned down to whisper in his ear, but loud enough
for yoonah to hear as well, "so trusting of everyone... even after everything
the person you trusted the most have made you gone through, you still trust and
forgive everyone around you. i don't know if you're an angel or just too
fucking stupid. can't blame you though, the nasty shit your dad did to you
probably completely ruined your capability to distinguish between wrong or
right"
jungkook closed his eyes and cried openly.
mr kim cooed and hugged the boy from behind, nuzzling at his neck.
"what are you doing?" yoonah asked, obviously shocked as to what is happening
in front of her.
"aw, she doesn't know?" he grabbed the back of jungkook's head and turned him
around to face him, planting a wet kiss on his lips.
"what are you doing?!" yoona raised her voice.
"this has been going on for awhile now" yoonah turned to look at jungkook for
comfirmation, jungkook just looked down, he started to feel breathless.
"you're using him exactly like everyone else used him his entire life" 
"and you didn't use him, yoonah? want me to open everything now?"
"stop" she shook her head.
"so trusting, my angel," mr kim ruffled the boy's messy hair, "didn't you find
it weird that yoonah gave birth so early? she was only two months pregnant when
she told you, wasn't she?..."
"stop it!!!" yoonah screamed and thrashed around while still being tied up.
jungkook froze.
"you didn't wonder why your child turned out sick?"
"sick?" yoonah widened her eyes and looked at jungkook.
"he has autism, yoonah, so disappointed of you jungkook for not telling her"
jungkook cried harder. he just wanted this to end. he needed yoongi. this was
getting too much.
"why do you look so surprised, yoonah? i thought you knew children of incest
usually come out with birth defect"
jungkook had stopped crying.
everything turned silent.
he looked up at yoonah, guilt all over her eyes.
mr kim chuckled.
***** Chapter 18 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
"you didn't tell him that the kid isn't his, yoonah?" jungkook could hear mr
kim's smug voice, but couldn't see anything. his vision turned black.
he just looked at yoonah, frozen. paralyzed. 
yoonah was facing down, clear wails ringing in jungkook's ears.
"i'm sorry, i'm so so sorry..." she cried, shaking her head.
"tell me this isn't true, tell me he's lying i-" he couldn't talk. he couldn't
breathe. "please... please yoonah tell me he's lying" he begged, tears forming
in his eyes yet again.
"i'm sorry" she kept repeating, but for jungkook 'i'm sorry' didn't mean
nothing anymore.
"also, please do tell the kid the real reason behind his father's murder, tell
him who you were working with. that you weren't alone in this"
"why are you doing this?!" she lifted her head, screaming. veins visible on her
throat.
"you killed a man behind my back. you broke one of my rules. we aren't
murderers, yoonah. we do business, you made business to take a man down,
manipulating an innocent man, hurting other people on the way" he squeezed
jungkook's shoulder.
jungkook just kept looking at yoonah, thousand thoughts running through his
mind.
"like you're so perfect yourself-", "hush, now. i'll figure a punishmet for you
when we get home"
jungkook felt the grip mr kim had on his shoulder tighten.
"and you..." mr kim turned around to face jungkook, crossing his arms and
smirking, "what should i do with you? what punishmet should i give you for
locking my step daughter in your office and keeping things from me" he leaned
down again, placing his hands on jungkook's shoulders and staring deep in his
eyes. the look of the devil.
a click.
a loaded gun.
"take your hands off of him"
yoonah gasped and widened her eyes, mr kim turned his head towards the door,
still wearing a smirk.
"min yoongi, didn't expect to see you here. i thought it would take awhile
before bunny tells me the truth"
yoongi felt shivers down his spine hearing his boy's new pet name coming out
from this man's lips.
yoongi was holding his gun, pointing it towards mr kim's face with shaky hands.
jungkook turned around, worried.
"i said take your fucking hands off of him" he fired. it was a warning, hitting
slightly through the wall in a loud noise, startling the three in the room.
mr kim lifted his hands in defeat, still smirking at yoongi. "here, i took my
hands off. can you put the gun down, dead man?"
"how is this possible? i- we-", "shut your mouth up" yoongi pointed the gun at
her. 
"hey, come on now. let's keep it civil. i will take her home, and in exchange i
will keep your secret with me. and so does she. deal?"
"do you think i'd actually believe you? what if she tries to kill me again?"
yoongi pointed the gun towards mr kim again.
"she won't be able to, believe me"
"and how do i know you're not going to rat on me?" 
"i have no reason to, i have no reason to kill you either since you partly kept
your promise"
jungkook frowned, what was he talking about?
"if you complete it, you will be safe"
yoongi took a deep breath and put his gun down.
mr kim chuckled and turned around to untie yoonah's hands and legs. "let's go"
"don't make me go there, jungkook, please. please. my baby is here!!! my baby!
jungkook!" she pleaded, sobbing.
mr kim had a tight grasp on her arm, pushing her towards the door. she wobbled
from not using her legs for so long, almost tripping over.
"jungkook please!" she reached for jungkook's hand.
jungkook looked at her with a numb look, "i'm sorry, too"
 
 
 
"sit your ass down and tell me fucking everything. everything." it was not a
request. it was a demand. 
yoongi slowly sat on the chair jungkook was sitting on a minute before, taking
a sip from the bottle of soju he grabbed for the fridge after mr kim and yoonah
left.
"i made a promise i wasn't going to keep, i lied for you"
jungkook leaned back against the pc table, barely sitting on it, crossing his
arms and legs and listening.
"i asked him to rethink his threat, to make her second guess the wedding. maybe
in the back of my mind i did it because i was jealous and wanted you all to
myself but i did this because i knew you can do better, have a better life. i
didn't think it was your only chance like you did"
"you didn't have the right to interfere in my life, you're the last person who
knows what's best for me"
"i know, i know i didn't. and i tried to relent, but it backfired" 
 "what did he want? what was the deal?"
yoongi looked at him, jungkook could swear he could see yoongi's heart breaking
behind his sad eyes.
"you texted me that you found some new information, tell me about it"
"don't change the subject"
"just... tell me, jungkook"
jungkook sighed, "minyoung took me to her 'working place' and guess what"
yoongi blinked.
"it's that red building next to your place"
yoongi widened his eyes.
"you lied to me about no having ownership over that place"
"i did not. i'm not. for years. i just know that no one knows about this place,
and i knew i could hide there"
"there was a room there," jungkook continued, "called 'jungkook's room', with a
bunch of photos of me from every age. my actual clothes are there, women's
lingerie, sex toys..."
yoongi closed his eyes and inhaled through his nose, lifting his head up.
taking a big gulp from the bottle.
"you know what this is all about"
yoongi nodded, still in the same position. jungkook noticed tears at the corner
of his closed eyes.
"what did you promise him, dad?"
yoongi let out the breath he was holding, not daring to look at jungkook.
another big sip.
"what is this room? did you make it? is it some kind of sick stalking room? was
he planning on kidnapping me? did you sell me to him? di-" yoongi suddenly
lifted his eyes, finally looking at jungkook.
his eyes told everything.
another sip.
jungkook snorted, "did you sell me to mr kim?" his voice was mocking, but his
heart was beating fast.
yoongi bit his lower lip and nodded slowly.
jungkook's surprised smile had disappeared, his raised his eyebrows.
"mr kim made this room? he wanted me to work there? as a whore?" 
yoongi shook his head, "he wanted you all to himself. and i agreed but i didn't
mean it, i-", "where is my opinion on the matter? was he supposed to just
kidnap me and lock me there?! was i just supposed to take this? this-,"
"i wouldn't let anything happen to you, i was going to figure out something. i
wouldn't sell you for the world-", "but you did. you did sell me i-" it was too
overwhelming for jungkook.
he just sat down on the floor, drained.
he just wanted to tell yoongi about his baby boy, who was atually not his
biological baby boy and be comforted by him. he just needed him.
but yoongi was the cause of all of his problems. 
"you... when mr kim told you that you kept half of your promise... he meant...
when you told me to sleep with him, you didn't tell me that to get information,
did you?" he looked up at yoongi.
"you told me to sleep with him cause it was a part of your deal"
yoongi closed his eyes again, "i'm so so sorry. i didn't want him to hurt you
for not keeping my part of the deal-"
"i don't believe your sorrys anymore." jungkook got up from the floor, eyes
red. tears running down. "i'm done. i'm over this. i'm tired of you ruining my
life. i'm tired of you using me to get out of trouble. i'm tried. i'm tired of
being hurt by you. i'm tired of me. i'm tired of you. i'm tired of us"
yoongi looked at him with glossy eyes, "jungkook don't-", "get out of my
house."
yoongi frowned, "you don't mean that"
"get the fuck out. i'm not going to repeat myself"
yoongi got up from the bed and came closer to jungkook, "baby-"
"don't call me baby, and get the fuck out!!!" jungkook screamed and pushed the
older away harshly, almost making him lose balance.
yoong looked at him wide eyed.
jungkook could hear cries in the background, he woke baby yoongi up.
"get out" 
 
-
 
jimin jumped when he heard the wooden door opening, he could hear loud stomps.
he perked his head up, looking at the hallway waiting for the figure to reveal
itself.
"hero" he smiled sweetly, almost like a puppy welcoming its owner.
yoongi looked at him, everything was blurry.
blurry from rage.
blurry from tear.
and most of all, blurry from the alcohol.
yoongi could feel the animalistic instinct taking over him.
he turned the light off completely to full darkness, taking off his mask.
"what-" jimin couldn't finish his question before he felt set of hands grabbing
his face and a pair of lips on his.
Chapter End Notes
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***** Chapter 19 *****
Chapter Notes
     WARNING - Yoonmin
jimin exhaled sharply when his back was pushed against the wall with a thump.
he pressed his hands against yoongi's chest to push him slightly, he opened his
eyes to complete darkness. all he could see is yoongi's reflective glistening
eyes, his heart was thumping in his ears.
"what...?"
"tell me if you want me to stop," yoongi rasped, head spinning from the alcohol
and in his blood mixed with jimin's scent, "if you want me to continue, i might
not be able to control myself" his grip on the younger's waist has tightened,
making jimin's breath hitch.
jimin blinked, mind confused. 
 
"okay," he whispered, holding yoongi's biceps for his dear life, "okay"
"okay" yoongi repeated, chuckling darkly and attacking jimin's lips again.
he just wanted to let out his steam, forget about everything that is happening.
and jimin is just... there.
he knew what he was doing was wrong, but he grew used to doing things he wasn't
supposed to.
yoongi pushed jimin further against the wall, almost crashing him.
jimin let out the most sinful of noises.
not as sinful as jungkook's.
yoongi grinded his hips down, pressing against jimin's body while caressing his
tongue against the blonde's.
his hands slipped down to grab jimin's ass through the boy's pants, rolling his
hips, feeling jimin's excitement.
"you're so sensitive" yoongi growled, nuzzling his nose against his neck and
biting on it. sucking on it. leaving his mark on the boy.
jimin let out a desperate moan and wrapped his hands around yoongi's neck.
yoongi quickly turned the boy around, jimin placed his hands on the wall for
support, pressing his cheek on the wall as well. breathing hard, the room was
getting hot.
yoongi held the boy's hips and started grinding his lower region against
jimin's covered ass.
jimin closed his eyes and let out a whine, pushing back against yoongi in
desperation.
"want to get fucked? want to get fucked hard?" yoongi pulled at the younger's
hair, pushing his head back.
"fuck" jimin cried out, pressing his ass against yoongi's crotch tighter. he
wanted to feel everything.
 
yoongi wanted to fuck jimin from behind on the floor, and jimin obliged.
with the boy on his hands and knees, ass bouncing on his cock. 
it was dark but yoongi could see jimin's body glistening with sweat.
it was dark but yoongi could imagine the marks he left all over the younger's
body.
jimin was tight, so tight he almost couldn't move inside of him.
not as tight as jungkook.
jimin was loud, giving yoongi everything he needed.
not giving it to him as good as jungkook.
yoongi let the anger take over him, nails biting rudely at jimin's skin, hips
slamming mercilessly.
"oh god" jimin's hands gave up on him from the intensity of yoongi's thrusts.
he just let yoongi use his body for whatever he needed.
and yoongi used him to his fullest.
 
-
 
"what do you mean yoongi is not yours?" namjoon was sitting in front of
jungkook on the younger's bed.
jungkook was holding sleeping baby yoongi in his arms, dancing him lightly from
side to side.
"yoonah was sleeping with her father behind my back"
namjoon widened his eyes, "don't tell me..." jungkook let out a breath that
sounded like chuckle.
"oh god" namjoon covered his mouth with his hand, looking at jungkook with
shock clear in his eyes.
jungkook looked tired. broken. exhausted. drained. 
"mr kim found out about me locking her up, he took her with him"
"what?!" namjoon stood up, "he let you keep the baby? he let you go unharmed?
he didn't threaten you?"
jungkook shook his head, "he was mad at her too, for breaking his rules for
trying to kill dad or something, i don't know..." 
namjoon features softened, he looked at jungkook and sat down on the bed
again. 
"i don't understand anything"
"me either"
 
jungkook told namjoon everything about minyoung, the brothel seokjin and yoongi
used to run, the room mr kim made for him...
namjoon was behind surprised. behind shocked. he felt like everything he knew
was a lie.
he couldn't imagine how jungkook was feeling.
"dad tried to sell me to that man, and he almost succeeded" jungkook chuckled,
looking at baby yoongi.
namjoon frowned, "i thought you were the one who decided to sleep with mr kim
to get information"
jungkook cleared his throat, trying to think of a quick way to get out of this
conversation, "it was probably all a part of dad's plan"
"that motherfucker..." namjoon whispered under his breath. "even after his
death you still can't get a break from him, jesus christ... what more can he do
to ruin your life?" 
jungkook took a deep breath, "i'm tired of everything, namjoon hyung. i don't
know what to do. i want to just... give up"
for the first time in his life namjoon just didn't know what to say to comfort
his baby brother, he didn't know how any of this could get better for him.
"it's good that i have him though," a small smile, he looked down at baby
yoongi, "i don't know what i would do without him, probably fucking kill
myself"
namjoon looked at yoongi as well, "are you still going to take care of him? act
like he's your son?"
jungkook's smile disappeared, he looked at namjoon, "nothing has changed. he's
still my son, he doesn't have to be blood related to me. i've raised him all by
myself for almost a year, i'm all he has"
namjoon nodded and smiled, heart filled with pride.
he stole a glance at the nightstand next to the bed, jungkook's bottle of pills
was still full and closed, looked like it hasn't been opened at all.
"do you still take your medicine?"
jungkook followed namjoon's eyes. he was caught.
"i will, i promise. i think i need it now, now that everything is falling
apart"
namjoon's eyes came back to jungkook, the most painful part about seeing
someone you love so much being in so much pain is the fact that you know that
there is nothing you can do. nothing you can do to help the pain go away.
"do you still see yoongi?"
jungkook perked up at that, spacing out.
he inhaled loudly, "no. not anymore"
"that's good... that's good..."
 
 
"you're going to be okay, kook, you know that right?"
jungkook shook his head slowly, "i don't think so"
 
namjoon let jungkook lean his head on his chest, hugging him tightly while
trying not to crush the baby. 
namjoon let jungkook cry loudly in his embrace.
 
"i'm sorry, baby brother, i'm so so so sorry..."
 
these words meant nothing for jungkook anymore.
nothing.
***** Chapter 20 *****
the next day jungkook asked namjoon to babysit baby yoongi while he was buying
groceries. 
he was just looking for an excuse to get out, clear his head.
he walked through the market with an empty cart, just looking around. 
"jungkook?"
jungkook was out of his trance, he turned around and his mouth was open wide.
"hoseok seonsaengnim!" 
hoseok smiled, "you can call me hyung, jungkook-ah, it's okay"
"how are you, hoseok hyung?"
"i'm fine! you've matured so much, you're a man now"
jungkook blushed.
"how old are you now? the last time i've seen you you were almost eighteen, i'm
surprised i even recognized you"
"i'm almost twenty seven"
"shit," hoseok chuckled, "time is flying. how are things? do you still dance?"
"things are good," lies. "and no, i realized it was not for me" more lies.
"that's why you dropped out?" 
jungkook nodded.
lies.
lies.
lies.
"do you still teach dancing?"
hoseok nodded, "same place, different students. although jimin and taehyung
still come by from time to time"
"damn, so many years... i figure you have more than three students now?"
jungkook snorted.
hoseok laughed, "thirty five to be exact"
"that's great, hoseok hyung. you're a great teacher, and a great dancer"
hoseok grinned.
"buying groceries alone? so good looking, i thought you'd have someone by now"
jungkook chuckled, "trying to hit on me, hoseok hyung?"
hoseok laughed and shook his hands in dismiss, "taken, sorry kook"
"i actually am married, plus one" well, he technically was still married to
yoonah, so he wasn't completely lying.
hoseok widened his eyes, "oh my god, seriously?!"
jungkook nodded proudly, taking out his phone from his jeans pocket and showing
hoseok his screen lock.
a selfie of him kissing smiley baby yoongi's cheek on his one year birthday.
"oh god, he's the cutest," hoseok cooed, "doesn't look like you though, your
wife must have some strong genes"
jungkook could feel his heart clench, he quickly unlocked his phone and put it
back in his pockets.
"i'm happy for you. you were a good kid, you deserve the best in life"
jungkook bowed lightly, "thank you, hyung"
hoseok cleared his throat, smile is all gone.
"i've heard about... i've heard about what happened to your father, i'm so
sorry for your loss"
jungkook bowed once again. 
"how are you? and your brother?"
"we're fine, actually namjoon hyung is babysitting my kid right now"
"aw, that's cute. your wife is away?"
oh shit.
jungkook scratched the back of his head awkwardly, "yeah, for business"
hoseok nodded, "how is namjoon? i haven't seen him since he dropped out of
college from his first year"
jungkook was about to answer but then what hoseok said registered in his head,
"namjoon hyung dropped out from his second year"
hoseok looked puzzled, "we were in the same class. pretty sure i haven't seen
him in class after our first year"
jungkook knew hoseok and namjoon were in the same class.
but he was sure namjoon dropped out on his second year, maybe hoseok was wrong?
 
 
 
when jungkook got home he saw namjoon sleeping on the couch with baby yoongi
sleeping in his arms on the couch in front of the muted tv, it was late.
jungkook put the bags of groceries down quietly and went to nudge namjoon
lightly.
namjoon groaned and opened his eyes with a struggle, looking at jungkook with
half closed eyes.
"thank you, hyung," jungkook whispered and smiled, "you can go home now"
namjoon hummed groggily, handing yoongi to jungkook's hands gently, trying not
to wake the toddler up.
when namjoon tiredly put on his shoes, jungkook couldn't help himself.
"hey, joonie hyung"
"mmm?"
"you dropped out of college from your second year, right?"
namjoon didn't look tired anymore, eyes completely focused.
he looked at jungkook, "yes. why are you asking?"
jungkook shrugged, "no reason"
 
when namjoon was gone, jungkook tucked baby yoongi in his crib and quickly went
to the room's closet. 
since yoongi didn't need that much clothes as for now, jungkook made his closet
a storage.
he went through his and namjoon's old stuff, taking out a dusty box. coughing a
little and blowing the dust off.
he placed it on the floor and sat on his knees, searching.
his breath hitched when he found what he was looking for, namjoon's college
report card.
he widened his eyes.
his hands were shaking.
hoseok was right.
namjoon dropped out after his first year.
 
-
 
yoongi woke up by the sound of his buzzing phone.
he groaned and propped himself on his elbows, he looked around, how did he end
up on the floor?
he was cold, the room was still dark except for a little peaks of the bright
sun from behind the curtains.
he looked down at his body, he was cold because he was naked.
he frowned, head spinning. he was hungover.
he looked to his left only to see jimin sleeping peacefully next to him with a
head tucked under his head, just as naked.
"fuck, fuck" he quickly got up, memories of last night coming back to him.
he ran towards the exit, wearing his sunglasses, face mask and hat. what was he
thinking? what if jimin had seen him?
most importantly, 
did he just cheat on jungkook?
did he actually sleep with another man?
yoongi wanted to die. he wanted to kill himself.
he can't believe how can one person can fuck up so many times.
he had to stop drinking, this has to stop.
if he wants to keep jungkook, everything needs to stop.
he needed to get that fucking kid out of his house.
yoongi heard jimin yawning loudly, stretching his hands above his head and
sitting up slowly. 
blonde hair messy, eyes red from sleep, lips puffy from last night's
activities, the marks he made last night decorating his tanned skin.
"morning" he smiled sweetly.
yoongi groaned and looked at his phone, 
'i need to talk to you' from jungkook.
"i need to go" he will deal with jimin later.
jimin's face fell. 
jimin's hurt feelings was at the bottom of yoongi's concerns right now.
***** Chapter 21 *****
"it doesn't make any sense" yoongi was standing crossed armed in front of
jungkook who was sitting on his bed.
"i know, namjoon hyung dropped out of college after..." jungkook cleared his
throat, yoongi inhaled deeply, "that day. which was on his second year"
"did you ask him about it?"
jungkook nodded, "i asked him if he dropped out on his second year and he told
me he did"
yoongi frowned, "that's weird. i don't understand why would he lie to us, maybe
he was failing?"
jungkook shook his head and handed namjoon's report paper to yoongi.
yoongi looked through it, reading every word. 
"he was doing pretty damn good"
yoongi took a deep breath, "maybe something happened"
"what could've possibly happened? he barely had any private life. the only
thing that happened in his first year of college was-" they could both hear
baby yoongi's loud wails.
"fucking hell" jungkook cursed under his breath and got up, he walked out of
the room and came back with the crying toddler in his hands, dancing him in
annoyance.
"he wouldn't fucking stop crying all morning"
yoongi studied jungkook, the younger looked tired and mad.
"maybe he's hungry? maybe shat himself?"
"you think i'm a moron? don't you think i thought about it? he ate well and
then i cleaned him, he still kept crying"
yoongi was startled by jungkook snapping at him. 
baby yoongi's cries were hurting their ears, screeching.
"how do i make him shut the fuck up?"
yoongi frowned.
"let me" he reached his arms towards the two, jungkook handed the baby to
yoongi.
"shh..." yoongi was rocking him lightly from side to side, patting the baby's
back. baby yoongi had stopped crying.
"thank fuck" jungkook sat down on the bed again, sighing.
"maybe he feels that you're stressed"
"maybe you should mind your own fucking business"
yoongi was about to snap back, but the corner of his eyes catched the unused
bottle of pills on the nightstand next to the bed.
that explain it.
suddenly jungkook sneezed.
"bless you"
jungkook groaned in response.
"want me to make you some tea?"
"no"
another sneeze, baby yoongi suddenly laughed.
"oh, now he's laughing, when i'm suffering" he sniffed.
"i'm going to make you some tea" he handed yoongi to jungkook, jungkook held
the baby and was about to protest.
"i know that you're still mad at me, i'm not going to buy your trust with tea.
i just don't want you to get sick"
jungkook rolled his eyes and focused on his son.
yoongi used this opportunity to quickly grab the bottle of pills and tucked it
under his coat.
 
 
he was at jungkook's kitchen, waiting til the water was boiled.
he quickly opened the cap of the bottle of pills and took one, he was
hesitating at first but then he took too.
he took a tea spoon and crashed the pills, turning them into powder.
if jungkook didn't want to get better, he was going to force him to do that.
as sad as it was, forcing jungkook to do anything wasn't foreign to him.
he poured the hot water into the teacup and spilled the powder into it, mixing
it with the tea spoon.
he let the tea steep a little before holding the cup with both of his hands and
walking back to jungkook's room.
jungkook was just sitting on his bed, alone.
"he fell asleep, i brought him back to his room"
yoongi nodded and handed the cup of tea to jungkook, jungkook took it silently.
yoongi looked at him, waiting for him to drink it.
jungkook blew air at the warm tea and took a small sip.
he let out a satisfied "ah", and sat back, relaxing.
"good?"
"mmm," jungkook nodded, "thank you"
 
"has mr kim came back?"
jungkook shook his head.
"good"
"what's that got to do with anything? we were talking about namjoon hyung"
"well, it's namjoon's life. maybe something happened that made him want to
quit, if he doesn't want to tell us then it's his decision"
"don't you think it's weird?"
"why are you so stuck on this? what's that got to do with anything that's been
happening right now?"
"maybe it does have something to do with it"
yoongi raised and eyebrow, "do you suspect namjoon of anything?"
jungkook shrugged.
"you're losing it"
jungkook frowned.
"jungkook, you need legitimate help."
"i'm the one who needs legitimate help? my father tried to sell me to a head
mafia and the owner of a brothel, and you think i'm the one who needs help?"
yoongi should've just kept his mouth shut.
guilt taking over him, he was starting to feel sick.
"why did you want me to come if you're this mad at me? didn't you want me out
of your life?"
jungkook widened his eyes.
"if you want to leave you can fucking go, you don't listen to me anyway. you
think i'm crazy"
yoongi softened, "i don't think you're crazy. i just think that everything is
becoming too much for you"
"oh, and nothing is becoming too much from you? that's why you drink so much?"
yoongi hugged himself, trying to even his breaths.
"maybe you should look at yourself first."
"i am"
"are you? and you think that you're fine? you actually think that you're doing
better than me?"
yoongi shook his head.
"i'm probably just as messed up, or even more. i just don't want you to be the
same"
"i won't. i won't run to a new addiction, i won't do things i'll regret later
just because my life is falling apart in front of my eyes"
yoongi could feel his eyes stinging, memories of last night haunting him.
"i won't hurt people just cause i'm a useless coward. i won't use people i love
and care about, i won't use people at all." 
yoongi licked his lips, couldn't keep his tears.
"i won't try to ruin my already ruined life"
yoongi let out a sob.
jungkook was shocked.
"w- why are you crying?" jungkook looked at him, and yoongi hated, absolutely
hated how concerned he looked. how he still fucking cared. 
jungkook sat on his knees, closer to yoongi.
yoongi shook his head, crying openly. "i'm so sorry"
jungkook was getting tired of these words.
"is guilt eating you alive?"
yoongi nodded and bit his lip. so much he made it bleed.
"so you finally realized what you did wrong? you understand why i'm mad?"
"it's not about that"
jungkook raised an eyebrow.
"well, not only because of that"
jungkook looked confused.
"what happened?"
yoongi took a deep breath.
he knew,
he knew what was about to come out of his mouth will ruin everything.
every chance of jungkook to ever forgive him.
but he doesn't want to lie to him.
not anymore.
 
"i slept with someone else"
***** quick update *****
HI MY LOVES
I know you're used to my daily feeding but I'm not gonna be able to post
chapters til Sunday since I'm on vacation
I promise I'll give you more juicy and angsty chapters starting form Sunday so
please anticipate ♡♡♡
***** Chapter 23 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
jungkook looked at yoongi and blinked, face blank.
yoongi hugged himself even tighter, tightening his grip almost like he wanted
to hurt himself. tears won't stop running down his face.
jungkook took a deep breath, 
"anyway, i'm going to find out more about uncle seokjin's deal with mr kim"
yoongi widened his eyes.
"jungkook..."
"i don't know," jungkook crossed his arms and leaned his back against the wall
on the bed, "i just don't think he's telling me the truth. and now we also know
that namjoon hyung wasn't being truthful either so-"
"jungkook"
"maybe mr kim or yoonah had tried to get uncle seokjin involved in this? maybe
i should talk to yoonah-"
"jungkook!" yoongi raised his voice.
jungkook's eyes changed that second.
something dark.
something scary.
yoongi gulped.
 
"what?"
"why are you ignoring what i said? i just told you i slept with someone else"
jungkook licked his lips and looked at yoongi right in the eyes, "and?"
yoongi frowned.
"and what? what do you want me to do with this information?"
"i- i don't know..."
"i think i do know," jungkook got up for the bed, "you want me to get mad? to
scream at you? to cry and look hurt?"
yoongi widened his eyes, "no jungkook i-"
"you want to see me vulnerable and broken? want to see the affect you have on
me? the control you have over me? that's what gets you off? 
your dick is hard just by seeing me so little in front of you, right dad? you
want me to break down cause you love it. you love it. you love the way you own
every part of my being"
"jungkook-"
"shut the fuck up!!!" jungkook screamed, face turning red.
yoongi did just that, just looking at jungkook.
"i'm..." jungkook inhaled a shaky breath, "you just keep dropping bombs on me.
i've been doing everything for you and you just keep on hurting me. but not
anymore, you're not going to hurt me this time. if you want to fuck other
people that's fine cause there's no we anymore"
"don't say that, i don't want to fuck other people"
"but you did. you keep talking but i don't believe any word you say anymore.
everything you ever said to me was a fucking lie"
"that's not true"
"oh it's not?" jungkook chuckled bitterly, "you said you would never hurt me
again yet you did,
you said you would bear with me yet you didn't,
you said you would help me with yoongi yet you're never here,
you said you would never lie to me yet you always do,
you said you would tell me everything but i know you're not planning to,
you said you..."
jungkook really tried to keep himself together,
but he can't.
not in front of his worst weakness.
with tears in his eyes and a broken voice,
"you said you loved me but you never did"
yoongi was crying again too,
"i do love you... i love you so much"
jungkook could feel his heart clench from these words.
"you don't.
people who love... don't do that.
they don't hurt the people they love,
they don't lie to the people they love,
they don't manipulate the people they love,
and they don't go around fucking other people"
yoongi closed his eyes and let out a sob, body shaking.
"i don't know why i keep fucking up"
jungkook closed his mouth and looked at yoongi through tears.
"but i do love you and i will do anything for you to forgive me"
"i... i don't think i can"
silence.
"i don't think i can forgive you"
"we can work this out, we can work everything out, i'll get better. i'll go to
rehab for you."
it almost convinced jungkook.
almost.
jungkook shook his head, "i don't think i can trust you again"
"it'll take time but-"
"there were to many secret, lies and betrayals from your side. i'm tired. i'm
tired of being stressed all the time because of you.
i have a little person to take care of, i don't have time for your dramas. this
isn't healthy for me"
"i can help you with yoongi-"
"you keep saying that but you never do, saying promises you can't keep. i'm...
i don't think we're going to be okay"
"jungkook, i swear i will do anything. i fucked up-"
"you fuck up too much. i may be dumb and forgiving like namjoon hyung but...
but i have my limits too. i'm tired of feeling dead because of you. you're bad
for me"
"don't say that" yoongi shook his head.
"i don't think we should continue whatever unhealthy relationship we have"
"jungkook-"
"leave"
"i'm not leaving"
"it's over, you can go fuck whoever you want"
"i don't want to fuck anyone else!!! i want you!!! i love you!!! i fucked up
and i'm sorry! i'm sorry jungkook, i can't change what happened but i can
change what's going to happen in the future-"
"it's not only about you cheating on me, it's everything. i'm just, tired. and
i don't deserve this"
"i'm going to get better, i will go to rehab, i will do fucking everything"
"it's too late" jungkook had stopped crying, expression cold.
yoongi looked at him through glossy eyes for a few seconds, heart beating in
his ears.
"give me your spare keys" 
yoongi widened his eyes, "jungkook..."
"i'm waiting"
yoongi breathed deeply, "i will tell you everything. i will tell you everything
now."
it was tempting but jungkook looked carefully at yoongi,
the man that ruined his entire life.
the man that fucked up his past, present and future. 
his worst addiction.
his worst weakness.
his worst nightmare.
"i don't care anymore"
yoongi widened his eyes.
"this is over, we're over. i can't deal with this anymore. i don't want this.
i don't want you"
it was like a shot straight to yoongi's heart.
"you don't mean this"
"give me your spare key, yoongi"
yoongi perked up at that.
'yoongi'.
he looked jungkook in the eyes.
this was over.
this was really, really over.
yoongi's life was over.
 
he gave jungkook his spare key.
and his heart, too.
 
he left.
 
-
 
"hero" jimin was surprised when he saw yoongi storming in straight to the
fridge to take a bottle of soju.
yoongi drink half a bottle before turning around to look at jimin.
yoongi was breathing deeply, tears still running down his face.
jimin couldn't see it.
yoongi looked at jimin, anger starting to fill his body.
the man in front of him was the last straw of his and the love his life's
relationship.
 
no,
anger wasn't the right word.
yoongi was beyond angry.
 
"wait for me on the bed,
naked. on all fours.
and don't you dare moving.
 
or maybe...
maybe you should move.
i'm going to fucking ruin you either way"
 
jimin widened his eyes and just looked at yoongi, confused.
 
yoongi slammed the bottle on the floor,
"did you fucking hear what i said?"
 
jimin was startled by that action, jumping slightly.
with shaky hand he stripped down completely in front of yoongi, chest moving up
and down.
 
the kid was turned on.
 
yoongi chuckled darkly.
he's going to take his anger on jimin.
 
like he used to take his anger on jungkook.
 
-
 
jungkook was still sitting on the bed,
numb.
empty.
he felt relieved and stressed at the same time.
he didn't know how to feel.
he felt alive and dead.
 
he suddenly heard knocks on his door,
he knew it was yoongi trying his luck again.
he decided to ignore it until the knocks started to get louder.
jungkook clicked his tongue and ran towards the door,
"jesus christ, yoongi stop you're going to wake baby yoongi up, i'm not going
to open up"
 
"min jungkook?"
oh.
it wasn't yoongi.
 
jungkook opened the door slightly, peaking through it.
"who are you?"
he saw two men wearing white robes, holding handcuffs with a hospital bed
between them.
behind them he could see namjoon.
"namjoon hyung? what...-"
"min jungkook, you were claimed to be a danger to yourself and others. please
do not-"
jungkook couldn't hear anything after that, he quickly shut the door and locked
it. heart racing, blood cold. 
 
only... namjoon had a spare key.
Chapter End Notes
     I MISSED YOU GUYS
***** Chapter 24 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
yoongi woke up with the worst headache. he was glad at least his mask, shades
and hat still stayed on his despite last night's activities. 
he dragged himself to the kitchen to make himself some coffee. 
mind filled with thoughts... memories... regrets...
he turned around when he heard footsteps, eyes wide when he saw jimin in front
of him. 
the younger was wearing yoongi's boxers, thighs covered with hickeys and
fingerprints,
hips red and angry from harsh grips,
neck wrapped with bruises,
lips split, bruised and puffed.
 
"jesus christ jimin..."
jimin smiled a small smile, "it's okay. i liked it"
yoongi shook his head, "this is not okay, you don't look okay" he stepped
towards the younger, brushing his fingers ever so lightly on the younger's
sensitive neck, making the younger hiss.
"you were pretty mad last night"
yoongi sighed and studied the boy, "i have a lot going on"
"wanna talk about it?"
"no" yoongi put his hand down.
 
silence.
 
"wanna talk about why you let me use you like that when i'm drunk?"
jimin smirked, "no"
yoongi chuckled.
"want coffee?"
jimin nodded.
 
-
 
"kook, please open the door"
it was namjoon's voice but all jungkook could hear was betrayal. 
with tears in his eyes he kept holding back the door, using all of his force to
not let namjoon and these people in.
"what are you doing?!" jungkook was panicking.
he wasn't stupid, he knew what was going on.
"i'm doing this for you"
jungkook was tired.
tired of namjoon's words.
tired of yoongi's words.
tired of everyone around him.
"i don't need your help, tell them to go" 
"let me talk to you, kook-ah, please open the door"
he could hear baby yoongi starting to cry in the background,
he cried too.
"you can't do this, namjoon hyung, i have yoongi to take care of"
"let's just talk, okay? i'm going to enter either way, let's not make a big
deal out of this"
"not make a big deal?! you're going to lock me up in a crazy house!!!"
"i want to explain everything, please let me"
jungkook shook his head even though he knew they couldn't see him, he kept on
pushing the door back against namjoon's strength.
they were fighting through the door for a good few minutes until jungkook was
pushed back from the force of the door opening.
baby yoongi cried harder.
jungkook quickly got up and ran towards yoongi's room, namjoon right behind
him.
"no!!!" jungkook screamed when he felt namjoon's grasping his arms and locking
them behind his back.
"lets me go!!!" 
namjoon hushed the boy, tightening his grip.
"i promise this is for the best, little brother. you need help if you want to
be a good father, unlike ours"
"namjoon hyung i'm fine i swear i-" his entire body was shaking, he lost signs
of reality, this isn't real. this isn't happening.
"your lies don't work on me anymore, baby bro, you will get all the help that
you need, and i'll come visit you. i'll take care of yoongi in the meantime
until you're better"
when jungkook felt the two men handcuff him, he knew it was over.
he knew he couldn't fight it.
 
-
 
"can i take a shower, please?"
yoongi raised an eyebrow and looked at the blonde sitting next to him on the
couch.
"you don't have to ask me, you know"
jimin blushed.
"oh, sorry"
"you don't have to apologize either, kid"
jimin nodded dumbly and stared at the tv screen in front of them.
yoongi kept looking at him.
he was a pretty boy, angelic face, soft features.
unlike jungkook.
jungkook was manly, sexy, strong features. 
though he did have angelic eyes,
pure eyes,
pretty eyes,
soft eyes.
god, he missed him.
he only saw him last night but he knew it was the last time.
and the last time he saw those pretty eyes he saw them crying.
because of him.
again.
 
when he woke up from his trance jimin was no longer there.
he breathed deeply.
he blinked when he felt vibration under him. 
jimin's phone.
he almost forgot he put in there so jimin wouldn't find it.
yoongi quickly searched under the couch and took the phone out, staring at it,
brushing his finger at the screen.
maybe he should give it back to jimin?
another vibration.
the screen turned on by itself.
 
it was a text.
the person sending it was called 'morons'
yoongi decided to unlock the phone.
'morons' was actually a group chat with jimin, taehyung, namjoon, seokjin
and... jungkook.
yoongi took a deep breath ans scrolled through the messages.
"i did it, baby yoongi is with me" from namjoon.
"is he okay?" from seokjin.
"shit, he's probably freaking out" from taehyung.
"yeah, he wasn't really happy about the idea but it's for the best. he hasn't
been taking his medicine lately"
"can we visit him?" taehyung asked.
yoongi frowned, looking through the texts again and again, trying to figure out
what was going on.
a few texts were exchanged after that,
one of them read, "has anyone talked to jimin? he hasn't talked to me in a
while and hasn't been answering his phone-" but yoongi couldn't care less.
he quickly tucked the phone in his coat pocket and got up quickly.
he ran as fast as he could.
 
 
 
yoongi waited impatiently for someone to open the door, jumping his foot up and
down and crossing his arms.
he jumped when the door was finally open.
the person in front of his widened his eyes, "mr min"
"mr kim" 
 
Chapter End Notes
     okay so i've seen some of you asking the same questions
     SPOILERS -
      
     yes, there will be more yoonmin ahead, i'm sorry :(
     but there will be plenty of yoonkook too so don't worry ;3
***** Chapter 25 *****
jungkook was tied to a white bed, wearing a white robe, in a white room,
staring at a while ceiling.
he closed his eyes and breathed deeply.
thoughts running through his mind.
how could namjoon do this to him?
is his son okay?
will he ever get out of this place?
does he really need help like everyone claims?
is someone going to save him?
is yoongi going to save him?...
yoongi...
yoongi.
yoongi.
yoongi.
 
his eyes were snapped open when he heard someone opening the door.
"morning, mr min" jungkook ignored the voice.
jungkook could hear the person dragging a chair and sitting next to him, he
inhaled sharply. 
"how are you doing today?"
jungkook didn't answer.
"i know you're probably mad at everyone, you probably don't understand why this
is happening to you... but i will help you. i will help you with whatever you
need, and we're going to get through this together"
he was supposed to get through this with yoongi.
yoongi was supposed to be there for him, help him.
"your son is completely fine and is in good hands, your older brother is taking
good care of him"
inhale.
exhale.
breathe, jungkook, breathe.
don't snap.
"my name is song jaehyun, i'm going to be your therapist for your stay. i won't
force you to take anything yet,"
yet.
"i just want to get to know you better, try to figure out what made your
brother so scared that you'd hurt yourself or someone else"
jungkook turned his head towards the man slowly.
he looked young, around jungkook's age.
jungkook snorted.
"you think you can help me?"
the man, jaehyun, was surprised at first but then he smiled a small smile.
"i know i can help you"
 
- 
 
"and why would i help you again, mr min? it took you so long to actually go
through with our deal, what more would i need from you? i already fuck your
son."
yoongi closed his eyes to regain himself. 
he knew what was going on between jungkook and the man in front of him, but to
actually hear it from him was almost too much for yoongi.
"i don't have anything left to give you. i've lost everything i had."
"what exactly do you want me to do?"
"find out where jungkook is, if he needs help... i- think he's in trouble"
"and why would you think that?"
"i went to his house and he wasn't there" yoongi lied.
mr kim chuckled, sitting across the big brown living room table, looking at
yoongi with squinted eyes and circling his finger around the tip of the tea
cup.
"you've got to give me more than that, mr min"
"i wouldn't lie to you about my son's well being, please..." yoongi wasn't the
one to beg, only when it came to jungkook.
always jungkook.
"i can't help you for free, dear mr min, you know that right?," mr kim smirked.
yoongi gulped.
"what can you offer me? i want some fresh meat, someone to replace your son...
though i don't think anyone can suck dick like he can," he hummed smugly,
yoongi's hands turned into fists.
"i bet no ass is tighter than his, god..."
yoongi bit his lower lip, drawing blood. he is going to kill that man, he
promised himself that.
but not now, now he needs his help.
"you get me, right?," mr kim winked at him, "the same little sigh he makes
every time you get inside of him, his moans when you fuck him deeper. harder.
faster. 
his innocent eyes when he looks at you while sucking your dick, down to your
balls. 
his bunny teeth biting his lower lip when you eat his sweet, delicious ass.
his-"
"okay!!!" yoongi didn't even think before shouting. 
too blinded by anger.
mr kim raised an eyebrow in amusement.
"okay"
"okay, what?"
"i have someone for you, fresh meat"
"how do i know that she's good?"
"he"
mr kim nodded, "even better"
"and he's good, eyes even more innocent, looks even younger and more pure"
"what about other stuff?"
yoongi frowned.
"how do i know he's worth it if no one here tried him?"
yoongi took a deep breath.
"believe me, he's worth it."
mr kim studied him, "you fucked him"
yoongi kept quiet.
"aw," mr kim cooed, "you cheated on little jungkookie?"
 yoongi should get an award for not jumping on that man and pulling his eyes
out.
mr kim chuckle darkly, "you don't know what you had in your hands"
"i do. i do know. i do know what i had in my hands, that's why i need you to
help me"
"he was probably hurt when he found out"
yoongi didn't feel like it was any of that man's business.
"was he worth it?"
yoongi decided to play his game.
"worth hurting jungkook? no. worth the fuck? yes."
mr kim seemed satisfied with his answer.
"i want to see him first before i agree to do anything"
"i have another favor to ask"
"don't you think you're overdoing it?"
"i want to talk to yoonah."
 
***** Chapter 26 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
yoongi walked into a dimmed, huge room.
only a single king sized bed was at the center of the room, yoonah was lying on
it wearing nothing but laced panties.
yoongi cleared his throat and adverted his gaze.
yoonah chuckled, "came here to fuck your son's wife? the one who tried to kill
you? you truly are sick"
yoongi looked at her, unamused. 
"i came here to talk to you"
"my step dad let you in to talk to me? i doubt that" she smirked.
"that's your punishment? letting men fuck you for money again?"
her smile was gone, a frown decorated her face.
"what do you want?"
"i want you to tell me everything"
"i don't need to tell you anything"
"jungkook is in trouble"
she widened her eyes.
"what happened to him? where is my son?"
yoongi shook his head, "i don't know. i'm trying to figure out, thought you
might help me"
yoonah scowled, "i didn't do anything to them"
"i know you didn't. but maybe you'll give me enough information to figure out
where he is and what happened to him"
"what do i get in return?"
"your husband is in trouble and your son might be too, you really want to talk
about favors?"
she took a deep breath.
"will you let me see my baby? i need you to promise me that"
"how about you give me the information i need and i won't tell the police that
you tried to kill me?"
she closed her eyes, "please let me see my son" she whispered.
"i want to see my son, too."
 
-
 
"you know, i used to go to your speeches" 
jungkook chuckled and let out the smoke he inhaled, holding the cigarette
between two fingers.
they were sitting on the grass outside the building, it was bright but no one
other than them was out.
it wasn't allowed for the patients to smoke but jaehyun allowed jungkook only
if jungkook would talk to him.
jungkook looked at the young man next to him, "you know who i am?"
jaehyun smiled and nodded, "i used to go to your speeches when i was still
studying, you were like an inspiration to me"
jungkook snorted, "you're probably deeply disappointed" 
"i was disappointed that you quit. why? you were helping so many people"
"i helped everyone but myself" 
jaehyun blinked, "nightmares? flashbacks?"
jungkook looked at the sky and exhaled the smoke, "worse"
"depression?"
"him."
jaehyun was confused.
"he came back into my life, and i took him back"
jaehyun kept quiet.
"how could i help people when i couldn't help myself? how could i teach people
how to move on when i let that man back into my life again? let him love me
again, let him fuck me again, let him lie to me again i-" jungkook didn't even
notice he was losing his breath, cigarette long gone.
"hey, hey..." jaehyun put his hand on jungkook's shoulder and squeezed it. 
"i'm sorry" jungkook quickly wiped the tears that were threatening to come out.
"you have nothing to be sorry about. you also need to stop blaming yourself"
"how could i not blame myself?" he looked at the his therapist in the eyes, "i
already had a bright future, and i let him ruin it. look where i am because of
him"
"did you stop taking your medicine because of him?"
jungkook never admitted it out loud.
he nodded.
"why?"
"i used to be addicted to heroin, and he helped me with my addiction. he locked
me in his house and help me with the withdrawal.
i didn't have my medicine with me so obviously i didn't take them the week he
locked me up.
that's when i let him back.
before that i was cold and distant.
when i take this medicine, i think from my head. and when i'm not, i think from
my heart.
i was afraid that if i take the medicine again i will stop loving him"
 
-
 
when yoongi entered his place he dropped on the floor.
eyes red and puffy, covered by pitch black shades.
his world came crashing down on him, he couldn't believe what yoonah told him.
he couldn't believe this was happening.
how could he tell jungkook that? 
how could he recover from that?...
 
"hero?" yoongi looked up and saw jimin peaking from the living room.
he wasn't the only one who was crying, it seems.
"what happened?" yoongi asked, trying not to sound like the broken mess that he
is.
"oh, nothing," jimin laughed lightly and wiped his tears with his fists, "just
missed my friends, it's nothing"
"i'm not locking you up here, you can go see them"
"yeah but where would i go after?"
yoongi looked at the younger.
"tell me"
jimin raised his eyebrows.
"tell me about your friends"
 
 
jimin was sitting to yoongi on the floor.
"seokjin hyung is the oldest, he's also namjoon's and jungkook's uncle. their
father's older brother. he's obviously older than us but he's like the mother
of our little group, always takes care of us and makes sure we are all alright"
yoongi smiled behind his mask, that was seokjin alright.
"namjoon hyung is the second oldest, he's cool and cute at the same time, very
overprotective of jungkook. he'd do anything to protect his friends... and
jungkook" jimin chuckled, yoongi felt like crying again.
taehyung is younger than me. he's not the smartest but he's a good friend.
jungkookie..." jimin cleared his throat.
"what about him?" yoongi could feel his heart starting to beat faster at the
mention of his jungkook's name.
"jungkook is the youngest. the wounded soul. he's been through so much and no
one really knows what goes on in his head"
"what did he go through?"
jimin took a deep breath, "he was raped and abused by his own father" 
yoongi held his breath.
"thankfully his dad died but we think it only made things worse"
"worse in what way?"
"he distanced himself from us, he stopped taking his medicine, started
hallucinating... i think we weren't there enough for him considering all the
shit he had to go through, i wish we could help him"
yoongi studied the boy, "you care about him a lot"
"i care about all my friends a lot" jimin smiled.
such a pure smile.
such a childish smile.
yoongi hated himself.
"jimin, you have to leave"
jimin looked at yoongi with wide eyes.
"what?"
"you can't stay here, you have to leave."  
"d...did i say something wrong?"
yoongi shook his head, "no. i just don't want to get you in trouble."
"what trouble?"
"just listen to me"
"where would i go?"
"i don't know, jimin fuck... i'm sorry, i don't know. you just can't stay here"
"if you're lying just to make me lea-"
"i'm not." yoongi got up, jimin got up after him, "i'm not lying. you don't
deserve it, you don't deserve anything that's been happening"
"what are you talking about yoongi-"
yoongi widened his eyes. his world stopped.
did jimin just say his name?
Chapter End Notes
     1. the translators that want to translate my story
     yes i approve but ofc only with credit and please link me the
     translated story :3
     2. i lied this one is gonna be longer than poison ivy
     AND there will be epilogue
     AND MAYBEEE maybe part 3 i don't want to promise anything
     but epilogue for sure
***** Chapter 27 *****
"what the fuck did you just say?" 
"i-" jimin stammered, eyes wide.
"how do you know my name?" he didn't even notice he cornered jimin, pressing
him to the wall.
"p-please don't hurt me, i'll explain everything"
"talk"
 
 
"did he send you?"
jimin gulped.
"did you know who i was from the beginning? was it all planned?"
jimin nodded slowly.
"fuck" yoongi punched the wall behind jimin, making the latter flinch.
"were you planning on killing me?"
jimin looked at him, "i don't know. you took my phone, i couldn't communicate
with him. he knows where we are, though"
"and here i thought you were a sweet little innocent boy"
"that's why he picked me" jimin smirked.
"do you know where jungkook is?"
"what do you mean?"
"i went through your phone, they said the baby is with namjoon, where the fuck
is jungkook?!" the last time their faces were this close it wasn't in this
circumstances.
"mental institution"
"what…?" youngi could feel his chest tightens.
"he stopped taking his medication so namjoon hyung and seokjin hyung thought it
was the best idea"
"they forced him?"
jimin nodded.
yoongi was furious.
"did he tell you to sleep with me, too?"
jimin took a deep breath, "no."
yoongi waited.
"he told me to try to seduce you to get information, not more than that"
"so you're a complete fucking trash... information about what?"
"you fucked me too so that makes the two of us. and information about my
father" 
"your father?" yoongi frowned.
"the man that you murdered."
yoongi widened his eyes.
 
 
he suddenly felt the strangest sensation in his heart, shooting to his left
arm.
he grabbed his arm and groaned loudly.
everything turned black.
"mr min, are you okay?" 
"fuck..." yoongi gasped, he never felt anything more painful in his entire
life. "i-"
"i think you're having a heart attack" jimin grabbed the man in front of him.
yoongi looked at him and panted, panic obvious on his face. he could feel his
throat closing. 
everything was blurry.
"we have to call the ambulance"
"you can't-" yoongi's voice was barely heard, "i can't let anyone know i'm
alive"
"you're going to die!"
"that's what you wanted, wasn't it?"
"not like this, come on, let's go"
yoongi was about to protest but he couldn't, he couldn't let the words out.
 
-
 
jungkook suddenly groaned, feeling tightness in his chest.
"is everything okay?" jaehyun asked.
they were in jungkook's room, jungkook was lying in his bed while jaehyun was
sitting next to him on a chair.
jungkook frowned, "my chest hurts"
"it's probably due to stress"
jungkook nodded and focused on breathing evenly. he bit his lower lip and
rubbed the aching area while shutting his eyes tightly.
"do you want me to give you anything to help?"
jungkook shook his head.
"it'll pass soon"
 
-
 
yoongi was lying on his couch, focusing on keeping calm and on his shallow
breathing.
jimin had given him so aspirin he found in one of the kitchen counters.
"are you starting to feel better?" jimin asked.
yoongi nodded slowly.
"has it ever happened before?" 
yoongi shook his head just as slowly.
jimin let out a breathy laugh, "i can't believe it helped. you could've died.
not sure if it was a heart attack or a panic attack"
yoongi felt weak.
"good thing i was in med school for a few months"
yoongi looked at him, "thank you for not letting me die"
jimin smiled.
"but that doesn't mean we're finished."
jimin gulped.
"wait… you were in med school?"
the younger shrugged, "not for long, it wasn't for me. i faint everytime I see
blood"
yoongi groaned and searched for jungkook's medicine in his coat, his entire
body was still traumatized and in pain.
he handed the medicine to jimin.
"how long do these meds stay in the consumer's blood?"
jimin checked the bottle and read what was written behind.
"three weeks max"
"I need you to do me a favor"
jimin frowned.
"I know we have a lot of things to discuss but I need to help jungkook"
"I need to help jungkook, too"
"locking him there isn't helping him"
"that's what you think"
"I'll do anything, jimin, please. I need your help"
"anything?"
they looked at each other.
"anything"
***** Chapter 28 *****
jungkook woke up by a knock on his door.
he yawned and stretched his hands above his head, "mm?"
the door opened slowly and he could see jaehyun's head peaking behind it.
"jungkook? you've got a visitor"
jungkook perked up, heart beating fast.
could it be...?
the door was open completely and jungkook could see jimin standing at the door
with a big smile.
 
 
"how are you doing?" jimin was sitting on jungkook's bed beside him.
jungkook looked at him with a blank stare, "how do you think i'm doing?"
jimin cleared his throat and scratched the back of his head.
jungkook sighed, "i don't know what i'm doing here"
"namjoon hyung was worried about you"
"so you knew about this"
"he mentioned it before, i didn't think he was serious"
"what a wonderful joke. best joke ever. now get me out of here"
"do they treat you well?"
jungkook clicked his tongue, and looked at jaehyun who was sitting far away
from them, watching them.
"he's nice"
jimin turned around to look at the man and then turned his head back to
jungkook and smirked, "looks good too"
jungkook looked at jaehyun, long wavy hair, strong jawline, naturally squinted
deep brown eyes, beautifully bow shaped lips, strong body.
jungkook shrugged, "i mean, i guess he's not ugly?"
"please, if you weren't here i would be on my knees right now calling him
'daddy'" 
jungkook chuckled, and then jimin realized what he said and to who he said it
to.
"oh shit, jungkook i'm sor-" jungkook shook his head in dismiss, "it's okay,
jimin"
that's when guilt started to take over jimin's entire body.
he looked at the younger in front of him, and memories of him and yoongi
popping into his head.
"are you okay, though?"
jungkook looked at him.
"you keep saying that you're okay, but are you?"
jungkook took a deep breath, "i don't know. i don't know if i'm okay but i want
out. i want to see my son and live peacefully without being reminded that i'm a
fuck up all the time"
"you're not a fuck up"
"everyone has their dark secrets, everyone has their dark thoughts and dark
past. why am i being punished for mine?"
"you're not being punished. this is not a punishment. namjoon felt like he
couldn't help you on his own"
"i don't need help, i'm a grown man, i can take care of myself. and you know i
would never hurt myself nor anyone around me"
jimin sighed and studied jungkook.
maybe jungkook was right.
maybe yoongi was right.
maybe this place wasn't right for jungkook.
 
jimin looked behind him at jaehyun who was busy on his phone.
he quickly turned to jungkook and searched for something in coat pocket.
"take this" jimin whispered and took jungkook's hands in his own. 
"don't open it until you're all alone, got it?"
jungkook frowned, "what is that?"
"just listen to me. okay?"
jungkook hesitated yet nodded.
 
 
after saying goodbye to jimin, jaehyun walked him out and jungkook was alone.
he slowly opened the piece of paper jimin gave him.
'ask them to take a blood test or urine test,
trust me on this one, kookie.
 
y.'
 
jungkook widened his eyes.
 
-
 
"i did it"
yoongi exhaled loudly, like he was holding his breath for months.
"thank you"
"now you have to go through with your part of the deal"
yoongi sat down on the couch, jimin sat after him.
"i didn't know he was your father"
"would it make any difference?"
yoongi shook his head.
"the both of them sent him to kill me, you probably knew that"
jimin bit his lower lip and nodded.
"he was the brothel maid"
jimin nodded.
"he was about to shoot me but i was faster"
jimin closed his eyes.
"the body in my grave is his"
"i figured as much"
"that's all you wanted to know? i thought you hated your old man"
"i did... i do. but you made my mom hate me too. after he died, she treated me
the same way he did"
"i'm sorry, i was just trying to protect myself"
"i know that now"
"there's more to it, right?"
jimin took a deep breath.
"you don't remember me at all?"
yoongi frowned.
"of course i remember you, what are you talking about?"
"before you saw me in jungkook's dancing class"
yoongi was confused.
"i used to work in your place, mr min"
"what place?"
"yours and seokjin hyung's place, where my dad used to work, too"
yoongi froze.
"or did you forget that you guys used to take in underage kids?"
 
***** Chapter 29 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
jungkook bit his bottom lip when he worriedly watched the cleaning lady
cleaning up his room.
he cleared his throat before asking, "can i ask you something?"
she turned to him and smiled sweetly.
jungkook wanted to punch her in the face.
"of course, honey. do you need anything?"
jungkook played with his fingers, he didn't know why he was doing that.
he didn't know why he was listening to yoongi.
"can i ask for a blood test or a urine test?" the woman in front suddenly
wasn't smiling anymore.
"we don't do that here"
jungkook gulped. 
"especially since you've been given medicine ever since you arrived, so there's
no use in doing that"
medicine?...
what was she talking about?
"can you please call mr song?"
"sure thing, sweetheart" that annoying smile was back, jungkook groaned.
 
-
 
yoongi kept looking at jimin with wide eyes.
"that's why your wife killed herself, right?"
yoongi felt like he was about to collapse. 
"we-" he swallowed, his throat felt dry. "seokjin hyung and i didn't know there
were underage kids there"
jimin chuckled, "do you really think i believe that?"
"when we signed the contract they told us it was a shelter for kids from a
broken home that turned into a brothel, we didn't know it was with the same
fucking kids"
"it was a shelter, at first"
"we just wanted to make quick money. we weren't involved in anything that was
happening inside, we didn't know anything"
"so why did your wife kill herself?"
yoongi inhaled deeply.
"it was a lot of things. but yes, finding out that her husband of over a decade
was the running an illegal underage prostitution chain was one of many reasons"
"does jungkook know any of this?"
yoongi shoot a glance at jimin, jimin blinked.
"he knows half, not the entire story"
"does jungkook know about-", "no. and jimin, i wouldn't hesitate murdering you
in torture if you say anything to him about that"
"i wasn't talking about us having sex"
"i wasn't talking about that, either"
"he will find out eventually" 
"it will kill him, he wouldn't be able to handle it. i know him.i can barely
handle it"
"will you ever talk to him about it?"
"i don't know. i'm not ready."
 
-
 
"did something happen, jungkook?" jaehyun quickly got inside jungkook's room
and closed the door behind him.
"i asked the cleaning lady if i could get a blood or urine test and she said
there's no use for that since i take medicine here, what does she mean?"
jaehyun looked behind him even though the door was closed.
he coughed awkwardly and sat on the chair next to jungkook's bed, looking at
him.
"i was supposed to give you your medicine, it's usually what we do to new
patients"
"so why...?"
"i obviously couldn't release you from here, but i knew you were here for the
wrong reasons. i didn't want to force you to take anything you believe you
don't need, i don't think you're as screwed up as your brother think you are"
jungkook chuckled in disbelief, "is this even legal?"
jaehyun smirked and shook is head.
"okay, so i need you to do me another illegal favor, then"
"what do you need those blood or urine tests for?"
jungkook didn't know what to answer.
he didn't know why he needed that.
but...
he did trust yoongi at the end of the day.
and he hated himself for that.
"please"
jaehyun took a deep breath, "i'll see what i can do"
 
-
 
"why did you sleep with me, jimin?"
"why did you sleep with me, yoongi?"
"i was drunk and pissed, and you were just there" they were looking at each
other.
"i don't know...
i don't know. 
i wanted revenge and i got lost in the way"
"you let me get... rough on you"
"i would let you do it again any day" jimin chuckled.
yoongi frowned and looked at the younger in front of him.
everyone has their dark secrets,
everyone has their dark thoughts.
everyone has their dark past.
"you were probably not as rough with jungkookie. afraid you'd hurt him"
yoongi froze at the mention of jungkook's name in such manner.
"missed abusing people, mr min?" yoongi felt a hand squeezing his thigh.
"don't push it, jimin"
"or what?
you should probably take your anger on me, so you won't take your anger on
jungkook.
again."
yoongi felt animalistic when it came to jimin.
he just wanted to fucking ruin the boy in every way.
yoongi inhaled sharply and grabbed at the younger's neck, pinning him back
against the couch and straddling him. 
jimin gasped and gripped yoongi's hand on his neck, looking scared at the man
on top of him. 
they were both startled when they heard a knock on yoongi's wooden door.
they both widened their eyes.
 
-
 
jungkook was sitting in his room, hugging his legs and nibbling at his lower
lip.
he was nervous. 
jaehyun secretly took his blood and urine tests and went to the place's lab, he
told jungkook to wait in his room.
he suddenly felt stupid.
stupid for listening to yoongi again.
stupid for believing yoongi again after everything that man has put him
through.
he jumped when the door was suddenly opened.
he looked at jaehyun in anticipation.
jaehyun quickly closed the door behind him.
"why didn't you tell me?" 
jungkook frowned, "didn't tell you what?"
"why didn't you tell me that you do take your medicine?"
"w...what?" jungkook was confused.
"you can go, jungkook. there's nothing for you to do here anymore"
what?
what?
what?!
Chapter End Notes
     the end is near >:3
     the next 2-3 episodes are gonna be intense af
     there's probably gonna be part 3
     i hate myself
***** Chapter 30 *****
"is that him? is he supposed to come here and try to kill me again?" 
jimin shook his head violently, "no, no! i don't know"
yoongi tightened his grip on jimin's throat, making the boy wheeze and close
his eyes. 
"did you tell him to come?"
"no, i swear!" jimin struggled against yoongi's hold.
"who is it then?!" another loud knock on the door.
"i don't know! i swear i don't know!" jimin sobbed. 
"fuck" yoongi gritted through his teeth and released his hold on jimin quickly,
jimin gasped for air.
yoongi got up from the couch and pulled his gun from his back pocket, loading
it. 
he slowly walked towards the door, small steps.
"who is it?!" yoongi called, but there was no answer.
"who is it?" yoongi asked again and looked at jimin.
jimin was rubbing his sore neck and shrugged.
yoongi went up the ladder and slowly pulled the rod of the wooden door,
after then everything turned black.
 
-
 
"what?"
jaehyun looked at the papers he was holding in his hands, "the results show
that your medicine stayed in your blood and urine. your brother was worried
that you've stopped taking them but you clearly didn't, so we have no reason to
keep you here"
jungkook frowned, he hasn't taken his medicine in over a year. "this doesn't
make sense"
"what doesn't make sense?"
jungkook didn't want to ruin it for himself, he wanted out of this place.
"nothing, nothing. get me out of here"
"do you have someone to call for? to pick you up?"
oh, right.
jungkook didn't get there by his own car.
he didn't want to call yoongi to pick him up, he wasn't ready to face him yet.
he absolutely didn't want to call namjoon nor seokjin.
he didn't want to bother taehyung with his issues, and jimin didn't have a
license. 
"i'll just call a cab, it's okay"
"nonsense, i'll drive you home"
jungkook widened his eyes, "you really don't have t-"
"you live outside of this town, taxi is going to cost a lot. it's no problem,
really"
"i can-"
"i'm not going to argue with you on this one, come on. you need to sign some
security stuff and we're free to go"
 
 
jaehyun parked outside jungkook's building.
the drive was nice, they were just chatting about this and that.
it was nice talking to someone subjective, someone who didn't know who he
really was despite showing up to his speeches.
it was nice talking to someone who isn't involved in his shit.
"thank you" jungkook smiled.
"it was nothing, i just didn't want you to spend too much on a cab"
"not just for the ride. just... thank you for everything"
jaehyun smiled back, "my pleasure"
jungkook licked his lips and studied the man before him.
"want to come inside?"
jaehyun widened his eyes, "i- i don't think i should-"
jungkook laughed, "i'm just inviting you over for coffee, mr song, not a quick
fuck"
jaehyun swallowed.
"unless you want that"
jaehyun opened his eyes so wide jungkook could swear they would fall off his
head.
"i'm kidding, let's go"
 
 
"god, i missed home" jungkook breathed the scent of his own house.
"what about your son?"
jungkook took a deep breath and closed the door after jaehyun walked inside.
"i'll take him back first thing tomorrow morning, it's late now"
"is your wife-", "we're separated"
"oh"
jungkook went to his kitchen, looking around like it was his first time in this
place. everything felt familiar yet new.
"you can sit on the couch, i'll get our coffee ready"
jaehyun nodded and sat on the couch.
 
when jungkook was done he handed jaehyun his cup of coffee and sat beside him
on the couch, sipping from his coffee and letting out a satisfied 'ah'.
"are you raising him by yourself?" jaehyun asked, jungkook followed jaehyun's
and noticed him staring at the huge picture of baby yoongi hanging above his
tv.
"mm" jungkook hummed and looked at the picture, smiling.
"he doesn't look like you" 
that sentence felt too real now. 
before, he just said that he looked like his mother.
but now, with the knowledge that yoongi isn't his real son...
"don't you feel lonely sometimes?"
jungkook perked up at this question, he looked back at jaehyun.
"raising a kid on your own, living in this big house alone"
"i was in a relationship until recently"
"oh" jaehyun felt like he was intruding jungkook's private life to much.
"he cheated, amongst other stuff"
jaehyun looked at him, "how could someone cheat on you?"
jungkook raised an eyebrow in amusement.
"i mean," jaehyun blushed, "you're such a great person. such an inspiration.
you went through so much and grew up to be such a strong person, everyone
around you should be appreciative of you"
jungkook was flattered. "no one really appreciates me, they usually baby me.
treat me like i'm made of glass, so scared to hurt me as if i break"
"they're stupid, everyone around you is stupid if they treat you like that. you
should be respected as a grown man, a man that has seen stuff. hell, even after
everything you're raising a kid on your own. you're like a hero"
"you're too kind," jungkook giggled, "but you don't really know me"
"i don't need to know you to know that you're an amazing person, and i don't
need to know you to know that the person who cheated on you and hurt you
doesn't realize what he had in his hands, doesn't realize what he gave up on,
doesn't-" jungkook didn't know what came on to him. all this talk about yoongi
just made him want to forget about him.
forget about yoongi cheating.
forget about yoongi hurting him.
forget about yoongi.
period.
he kissed jaehyun.
jaehyun hummed and backed away, looking at jungkook with half hooded eyes.
jungkook cleared his throat, "i'm sor-" jaehyun placed his cup of coffee on the
tea table in front of them and attacked jungkook's lips.
jungkook moaned and grabbed the man's face.
he just wanted to feel appreciated.
loved.
cherished.
not by yoongi.
not anymore.
jungkook gasped when he felt jaehyun's warm hands touch his cold skin.
the kiss got hotter, more wild. 
clothes were off in a blink of an eye.
jungkook was spread on the couch, body heaving and glistening with sweat.
jaehyun was above him, hair damp, eyes unfocused.
"do you top or...?"
jungkook was dumbfounded. he blinked stupidly.
he was never asked that before.
then again, the only men he ever slept with in his life were his dad and
taehyung.
and me kim.
"both"
jaehyun chuckled, "what do you...?"
"i don't mind" jungkook breathed.
"good, cause i really want to fuck you silly right now"
jungkook's dick twitched at that.
"good, that's... a good idea, i like that idea" he was nervous. 
jaehyun chuckled, "yeah?" he whispered and nuzzled his nose against jungkook's
cheek, grinding down his lower body.
jungkook moaned and the friction of their members touching, he arched his back
so they were chest to chest.
"yeah" he breathed back, grabbing the back of jaehyun's head and lowering him
down for a wet kiss.
 
the sex was great. 
jungkook hasn't felt another man inside of him willingly for years. it was
strange, yet thrilling.
jaehyun was whispering compliments in his ear all night long, savoring every
taste, every sound.
jaehyun fucked him slow and hard. 
it was different.
different from yoongi.
his cock inside jungkook's walls felt different, 
touched him differently.
different from yoongi.
his cock on jungkook's tongue tasted different, 
weighted different.
different from yoongi.
his cum in his mouth tasted different, 
went down his throat different.
different from yoongi.
he wasn't yoongi.
 
when it was over they were both lying naked on the floor, jaehyun put an arm
over jungkook's shoulder and pulled him closer.
jungkook hummed comfortably and circled his finger on jaehyun naked, sweaty
chest.
they were both startled when they heard a knock on his door.
jaehyun frowned, "does anyone know your'e home?"
jungkook frowned too, "no" he got up with a struggle, his back and ass were
sore, he quickly got dressed.
jaehyun did the same.
"are you okay?"
jungkook nodded.
"should i stay or-"
"wait here for a second" 
jungkook walked towards the door, "who is it?" he called.
but no one answered.
he looked through the peephole but everything was dark.
he opened the door and suddenly everything turned black. 
 
***** Chapter 31 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
when jungkook opened his eyes the first person he saw was yoongi in front of
him.
chained to a chair.
mind still foggy, he gasped loudly and tried to move but something held him
back.
eyes wide, he looked down only to find out that he was chained as well.
he looked around him and saw everyone.
everyone he knew.
next to him was namjoon, chained as well.
seokjin,
jimin,
taehyung,
minyoung.
they were all sitting in a circle, chained. only a single tea table in front of
them.
"what is going on?!" minyoung screamed, thrashing around.
"who did this to us?!"
"what is happening?!"
"get me out of here!"
"mr min! how are you alive?!"
"yoongi" seokjin breathed, tears visible in his eyes.
"jin..." yoongi looked at him apologetically.
namjoon looked wide eyed at yoongi, yoongi diverted his gaze from seokjin and
looked at him. eyes saying so much.
"how is this possible?!"
"who is doing this?!"
everyone was screaming, panicking, trying to get the chains off of them.
jungkook looked around in shock, chest heaving.
his eyes caught yoongi's again, they looked at each other.
"are you okay?" yoongi mouthed calmly.
jungkook nodded.
"what is going on?" jungkook almost whispered.
it was as if yoongi and jungkook were having their own conversation in the
middle of a chaos.
"i don't know" yoongi sighed, looking nervous.
"so glad everyone is here"
everyone turned their heads around to the same direction.
mr kim.
"i'm so happy everyone could make it to my tea party" he chuckled and walked
slowly around the circle of panicked people.
"so sorry there's no tea, but," he placed a bottle of soju in the middle of the
table. "tea is not really the concept of this party"
"what do you want from us?!" taehyung shouted in anger, veins visible on his
neck.
"i want to play a game with you guys, that's what people do in parties. am i
wrong?"
"i swear i will fucking-", "relax, namjoon" it was supposed to be a demand, but
it sounded more like a plea from seokjin's mouth.
"i want to play a game called 'never have i ever', do you guys know this game?"
the room got quiet.
"that's what the youngsters play these days, am i right?" he smirked and looked
at everyone, one by one.
"get us out of here!!!" jimin screamed.
"everyone calm the fuck down!" yoongi called.
the room got quiet again.
"thank you so much, mr min. always knew you had my back"
jungkook bit the inside of his cheek.
"so," he walked behind jungkook and placed his hand over his shoulder, yoongi
took a deep breath.
"the rules are very simple. i'm going to point actions that i've never done
before, and anyone who's ever done those actions will drink.
only in this game,
only yoongi will drink"
yoongi closed his eyes, trying to collect himself.
jungkook looked at him with teary eyes.
"the others will verbally say 'i have'.
understood?"
mr kim suddenly pulled out a gun from under his coat.
yoongi's gun.
mr kim loaded the gun and pointed it at the wall,
"and if anyone lies..."
everyone jumped at the sound of the shooting gun.
"let's try it out, shall we?" his voice sounded way too cheerful considering
the situation they were all in.
 
"let's start with an easy one.
never have i ever...
slept with my own father"
jungkook inhaled sharply when he felt the tip of the gun touching his temple.
his entire body was shaking, he closed his eyes and gulped.
"i have" he said with a broken voice.
"good, bunny"
"why are you doing this?" seokjin couldn't hide his tears anymore.
mr kim pointed the gun at him.
"i'm tired of everyone's secrets. tired of being lied to. tired of people not
keeping their promises"
seokjin didn't ask anymore questions.
"now let's continue" mr kim hummed and looked around.
"never have i ever...
cheated on someone"
jungkook and yoongi looked at each other.
"i... i have"
mr kim looked at yoongi.
"i can't reach the bottle, my hands are chained" he said numbly.
mr kim chuckled and took the bottle of soju, walking behind yoongi and pulling
his hair back, almost shoving the bottle down yoongi's throat.
"come on, alcoholic piece of trash, you know you love it"
jungkook couldn't look.
when mr kim pulled the bottle out of yoongi's mouth, the latter coughed
violently.
"next.
never have i ever...
slept with someone to get information"
"i have" jungkook said.
"i have" it was jimin.
jimin's eyes caught yoongi's.
"i just love this game, don't you?"
no response.
"never have i ever...
slept with someone in this room"
"i have" jungkook.
"i have" taehyung.
"i have" minyoung.
mr kim forced the bottle down yoongi's throat again.
"i have" jimin.
almost everyone looked at jimin in confusion.
except for yoongi.
yoongi couldn't look at him.
"never have i ever was a whore, nor slept with one"
"i have" minyoung.
"i have" jungkook.
"i have" jimin.
jungkook looked at jimin with frowned brows.
"never have i ever owned a brothel filled with underage kids"
yoongi and seokjin looked at each other.
mr kim pointed the gun at seokjin, while with the other he forced the bottle of
soju on yoongi again.
"i have" seokjin said and lowered his head in shame, sobbing openly now.
now everyone was looking at him and yoongi in surprise.
jungkook almost didn't feel the tears that were threatening to fall.
everything he knew was a lie.
"never have i ever... lied to someone in this room"
"i have"
"i have"
"i have"
"i have"
"i have"
"i have"
yoongi was gasping, he couldn't handle any more.
"are you getting tired of the alcohol, mr min?"
yoongi hanged his head, shaking his head. "please..."
and he was forced to gulp the strong beverage yet again.
"never have i ever...
hurt or wanted to hurt someone in this room, i'm not included"
and yet again yoongi felt his throat burning, body filled with alcohol.
"i have" minyoung.
"i have" namjoon.
"i have" taehyung.
mr kim hummed again.
"i'm bored...
let's make this interesting."
he shook the bottle only to find it empty, the threw it away.
"mr min, it seems like we're out of alcohol so you will play like the rest.
now,
never have i ever...
slept with yoongi"
jungkook frowned, he already asked that question if he remembers correctly.
"i have" he said.
the room was silent.
mr kim walked behind jimin, and pressed the gun to his temple.
jimin let out a sob.
yoongi's head was still hanged low, tears staining his jeans.
jungkook looked at the scene in front of him.
something felt wrong.
"i... i have... i'm so, so sorry jungkook" jimin looked at jungkook through
tears, face red.
jungkook lost the ability to react.
his ears were buzzing.
he couldn't have heard right.
this isn't happening.
he couldn't keep his eyes off of jimin, like he's waiting for him to tell him
that he didn't hear right.
this this isn't happening.
jungkook slowly moved his head to look at yoongi with the same shocked
expression.
shocked.
hurt.
confused.
sick.
jungkook felt sick.
yoongi couldn't look at jungkook.
he just kept on crying.
jungkook could hear namjoon cursing under his breath but... nothing made sense.
it doesn't make any sense.
"aw, bunny. i'm so sorry you had to find out that way"
jungkook knew he was crying but his facial expression didn't change.
blank.
betrayed.
"never have i ever lost my virginity when i was fourteen"
jungkook was still out of it.
until he noticed that the trigger was pointed at him.
"i have"
he was still looking at yoongi.
even though he could feel everyone's stares.
even though he could still hear jimin's cries.
he just looked at yoongi.
if he thought he couldn't handle the fact that he and his uncle used to own a
brother filled with underage kids...
this...
this was on another level.
"never have i ever lied about leaving college"
"i have" it was namjoon.
seokjin looked at him.
"never have i ever broken a promise i made to the mafia"
"i have" yoongi.
"i have" minyoung.
"never have i ever stolen millions of won from my uncle"
"i have" namjoon breathed deeply.
yoongi lifted his head up to look at him.
everyone looked at him.
"what...?" this was too much information for seokjin to handle.
"never have i ever slept with my therapist"
jungkook gulped, "i have"
yoongi blinked.
"never have i ever fallen in love with my best friend, and am still in love
with"
"i have" taehyung.
jungkook closed his eyes.
"never have i ever locked my wife in a room for months for trying to kill my
father"
"i have..." jungkook couldn't open his eyes, he couldn't handle the stares.
"and for the most important question...
never have i ever made a deal with yoonah and tried to kill yoongi."
silent.
dead silence.
mr kim pointed the gun.
 
 
"i have"
Chapter End Notes
     part 3 is confirmed
     ps have you seen our boys in the amas i cried
     EDIT- WTF HAPPENED IDK WHY THE CHAPTER LOOKS LIKE THAT ON PC IT LOOKS
     ANNOYING AF IM SO SORRY
***** Chapter 32 *****
all heads turned to one direction.
jungkook felt lightheaded.
jungkook felt nauseous.
he looked to his left aghast, eyes almost popping right out of his head.
tears keep streaming.
mouth agape. 
sight turning dark.
he was seeing right.
he was hearing right.
"what?" he almost couldn't get the word out of his mouth.
voice hoarse. 
 
"and now everyone finally knows the truth" mr kim was heard in the background.
but jungkook was still looking at the person.
the person he thought he knew. 
couldn't tear his eyes off of him.
he wanted him to tell jungkook that he was joking,
that he was only trying to protect someone else who actually did that, 
he wanted him to tell jungkook that this wasn't happening.
he wanted him to tell jungkook...
something.
something.
something.
"say something!!!" jungkook suddenly screamed, crying openly. 
everyone was startled by jungkook's sudden outburst. 
but jungkook didn't care.
jungkook was tired.
his mind was filled with new and hurtful information.
"say something..," this time it was quieter, almost like a plea.
"say something, namjoon hyung, say something. tell me this isn't true"
 
namjoon was crying as well.
trying to keep it in but the overflowing emotions were stronger than him.
his licked his lower lip, looking down at his lap.
he was shaking his head repeatedly like a madman. 
almost like he was losing his mind.
jungkook felt like he was losing his mind as well.
"i'm sorry..." voice so little.
so small.
"namjoon, what is he talking about?" seokjin asked, it was getting hard to
breathe. 
seokjin felt like he was suffocating.
"please, do tell us all what i am talking about" mr kim walked behind namjoon
slowly and pressed the gun to the latter's temple. 
namjoon lifted his head, looking directly at yoongi. 
"i tried to kill yoongi, i tried to kill my father" he sounded like he was
trying to convince himself.
like he couldn't believe it himself.
yoongi just looked at namjoon blankly. 
empty.
emotionless.
 
"you two knew about this. didn't you, cotton candy and skinny legs?," mr kim
pointed the gun at jimin and minyoung, "you two knew about yoonah's and
namjoon's deal. big brother here knew that mr min was alive, he sent the girl
to distract jungkook yet she fell in love with another. so he sent the little
one to find out about mr min's whereabouts yet little one couldn't keep his
legs closed"
everyone was crying at this point.
everything was falling apart.
"oh, and i could i forget the reason why they both agreed to this deal.
brother and sister that worked in the same brothel when they were underage,
searching for revenge of the man who murdered their father, what a movie plot"
brother and sister?
"i'm so sorry! how could i forget? 
i'm just going to ask two last questions...
never have i ever had a brother or a sister sitting in this room"
"i have" namjoon said with a broken voice.
jungkook didn't know if namjoon was still his brother.
he didn't know the man sitting next to him.
"i have" but his life was at risk at the moment.
"i have" jimin cried.
"i have" minyoung.
too much information.
too many secrets.
too many lies.
"you said your little brother was autistic" jungkook looked at minyoung, stare
cold as ice.
jimin took a deep breath, "i was diagnosed with asperger syndrome" 
yoongi widened his eyes. 
everything made sense now.
everything weird he found about jimin's behavior all made sense.
mr kim let out a loud, obnoxious laugh.
"oh, mr min... first you fuck your own son, then you fuck an autistic kid...
the devil saved you a warm place in hell"
yoongi was about to throw up.
 
"and now, last but not least.
never have i ever murdered the father of two siblings here"
yoongi and jungkook were looking at each other, tears still falling.
"i have"
 
"stop." jungkook's bottom lip was trembling.
eyes were stinging from too much crying.
"what were you saying, darling?" 
"i said stop! stop!!! i don't want to play this game anymore!!!" jungkook
sobbed loudly, thrashing in his chair, pulling against the chains, growling.
"hey, hey," mr kim frowned, "calm down, bunny"
"stop this! i don't want to hear any of this anymore!!!"
"you have no choice" mr kim was pointing the gun at him.
"jungkook!" yoongi and namjoon called in unison. 
"shut the fuck up!!!" jungkook was done.
done.
done.
he wanted all of this to be over.
or for someone to tell him this was all one sick joke.
"don't do anything stupid, bunny"
"fucking kill me already"
mr kim's frown deepened. 
"shoot me.
i just found out that...
my father who i have- had a relationship with had... cheated on me with one of
my best friends.
and that friend was also a part of some kind of murder deal with my brother.
my brother... who tried to kill my father.
my father... who murdered a man.
i found out that- that everyone was lying to me.
that everything i knew was a lie.
that everyone i trusted had betrayed me. 
and i'm... i'm assuming my son is with yoonah now, so...
 
i have nothing left to live for.
so fucking do it, 
fucking shoot me.
shoot me!
shoot me!!!"
 
the gun went off.
***** Chapter 33 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
jungkook gasped when he saw mr kim dropping on the floor, shouting in pain with
a bleeding shoulder.
he lifted his gaze and looked at jaehyun. 
jaehyun, who was wide eyed, breathing hard.
holding a gun, and baby yoongi in his arms, calm as ever.
"yoongi... jaehyun..."
"what is going on? who is that man?" jaehyun asked. 
"we don't have time to explain, get the keys and get us out of here" 
"you'll regret this" mr kim coughed, holding his aching and bleeding shoulder.
jaehyun gulped and searched for the keys in mr kim's pockets.
when he found it he quickly went to yoongi first, inserting the key into the
chain lock with shaky hands when suddenly,
"jaehyun!"
jaehyun's held his breath when he felt a gun pressing into the back of his
head.
"hand me the baby"
jaehyun turned around slowly, blood turning cold.
he handed baby yoongi to mr kim.
mr kim pulled the trigger, making jaehyun drop violently on the floor. 
chest bleeding rapidly. 
"jaehyun!!!" jungkook called.
"no!!!" minyoung screamed and closed her eyes.
"you thought you can mess with me? win over me?" he chuckled darkly, though the
older was started to get pale from the blood loss.
he pointed the gun towards the baby in his arms.
"let him go!!!" jungkook thrashed around, panic in his eyes.
"we will do anything, just please leave the baby out of this" it was seokjin.
"the baby isn't your anyway, why do you even care?"
everyone but yoongi and namjoon turned their heads to jungkook's direction.
"he is. he is my son, and i swear to go if you do anything to him i-"
it all happened so fast.
no one noticed when yoongi released himself from the chains,
no one noticed how yoongi stole the gun from mr kim's hands and pointed it at
him. 
"now you're going to play my game."
mr kim squinted his eyes.
"let's play 'yoongi said'. shall we?"
mr kim didn't answer him, they were just looking at each other.
"yoongi said get your hands off of the baby, you sick piece of trash"
mr kim smirked and literally let go. released his hold on the baby.
baby yoongi hit the floor with a thud.
everyone gasped loudly.
"no!!!" 
yoongi pulled the trigger.
right between the man's eyes.
mr kim managed to widen his eyes in shock before collapsing on the floor, soul
leaving his body.
yoongi quickly ran towards baby yoongi, who was crying loudly.
he dropped the gun and took the baby in his hands, cooing at him and hushing
him.
he checked if everything was alright, and sighed in relief.
"he's okay, he's okay" his whispered and hugged the baby tightly, brushing his
little hairs with his fingers. heart beating fast.
"come on, let us out of here. we need to call an ambulance to save that man"
the sweet moment was interrupted by taehyung.
yoongi woke up from his trance and quickly took the keys from his chains, he
was still holding the baby in his arms while unlocking jungkook's chains.
jungkook quickly took the baby out of yoongi's arms and held him closely, both
are crying together.
yoongi released seokjin right after, "call the police and the ambulance, hyung"
seokjin looked at him with red eyes, lips puffy from crying. "you have a lot to
explain, yoongi"
"i know, i'll explain everything later. please just call"
seokjin nodded and searched in his pocket for his phone.
yoongi released jimin, taehyung and minyoung after that.
he took a deep breath when it was namjoon's turn.
he walked behind him and inserted the key to the lock.
"you don't have to do this" namjoon whispered.
"shut the fuck up" yoongi gritted through his teeth and released him.
namjoon turned around, "why?"
"you're my son, that's why. not get up, we will talk about this later"
taehyung and minyoung hugged tightly, asking one another if they were okay.
seokjin was on the phone with either the police or the ambulance, he walked
towards jungkook and put a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it.
jungkook was dancing the panicked child in his hands, humming songs into his
ear while trying to also calm himself down.
 
staehyung and jimin looked at him, both wanting to hug the younger so much.
but they knew they shouldn't.
namjoon just stayed sitting in his chair.
"you three need to get away" yoongi suddenly said.
the room got quiet.
"minyoung, jimin and namjoon. when the police comes they will want to know the
truth about what happened.
you three are involved in something serious, and you will go to jail. 
so you need to get the fuck out of here before they come"
"what about you?" jimin asked.
"i'm tired of running, everything i did was for self defense. i haven't done
anything wrong"
seokjin hung up his phone, "they're on their way. do you three have anywhere to
go? you obviously can't stay with jungkook or i, since the police will look for
you in our houses first"
"i know a place, i can take jimin and namjoon with me"
"what about us?" taehyung asked and looked at minyoung.
"we will be okay. but they're right, we will go to jail if we don't get the
fuck out of here now"
yoongi turned to look at namjoon.
"you can stay at my place"
namjoon widened his eyes.
"yoon-", "later, i said. we will talk about everything later. but you can hide
in my place, i know you know where it is thanks to jimin, i'll give you a key"
"where would you stay?"
yoongi looked at jungkook, jungkook was still fully focused on trying to calm
himself and his son down.
"i'll figure something out" he said while still looking at them, heart filled
with so many emotions.
 
the three were gone.
yoongi, jungkook, baby yoongi, seokjin and taehyung were waiting for the police
to come.
each busy with their own thoughts. 
yoongi walked closer to jungkook, who was numbly looking two bodies in front of
him.
"is he okay?"
jungkook nodded, still looking at the bodies.
"are you?"
jungkook closed his eyes and bit his lower lip, shaking his head.
yoongi took a deep breath and wrapped his arms around his son.
jungkook didn't return the hug, 
but he didn't push yoongi away.
he was tired,
too tired.
 
the door was pushed open,
and everything was over.
 
-
 
after casual check up at the hospital and hours of investigation, especially
for yoongi, they were all released.
taehyung went back home, alone.
jungkook and seokjin decided to stay at the hospital, jungkook preferred that
baby yoongi will stay the night there after his intense fall and he also wanted
to check on jaehyun.
seokjin wanted to be there to support him.
yoongi decided to leave jungkook alone for now, he had issues to take care of.
 
when he arrived at his place, namjoon was sitting on his couch. doing nothing.
staring at nothing.
"hey" yoongi crossed his arms and leaned his back against the wall,
namjoon turned his head and looked at him back,
"hey."
"we need to talk"
namjoon nodded.
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     there will be an epilogue
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     part 3 will be mainly YoonKook focused again
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yoongi was still leaned back against the wall with his arms crossed, eyes
focused on namjoon.
namjoon lit up a cigarette and exhaled the toxic smoke while looking at the
closed tv in front of him.
"when i found out..." he started, "the day jungkook told me everything about
you two, i promised myself that i would do anything to protect him - even if it
means he's going to hate me" 
yoongi just stayed quiet, listening.
"he was so stupid, so young, so naive... so in love. i knew there was nothing i
could do to change his mind, to talk some sense back to him. but i knew i had
to do something, i knew i had to stop whatever was going on between the both of
you"
"why didn't you come and talk to me?"
namjoon turned his head to look at him, "you were drunk every time i saw you,
every time i was home. something changed about you, i didn't think i knew you
anymore. and the day i found out about everything only proved my point"
"my relationsh- whatever i had with jungkook started seven years before you
found out, namjoon"
"and you changed, a lot. i didn't think like i should talk to you about it, but
i knew i needed to stop this from continuing.
i had another plan before, i had a plan to get you out of his life. i
couldn't... i couldn't believe jungkook at first, you know? 
like, you're my dad. i know you. you were never like that with me so... if i
didn't catch you sleeping together, naked, i would have never believed him.
finding out that the person you trusted the most, loved the most, looked up to,
is a sick perverted pedophile is... i lost it."
yoongi looked down, inhaling through his nose.
"i was mad, i was hurt, i was confused, i was disgusted, i was disappointed, i
was... i was full of hate. full of hate towards you.
i always knew you had a special place in your heart for him, i always knew i
came in second while he was your favorite-" yoongi opened his mouth to say
something but namjoon lifted his hand up to stop him.
"and it was okay, i- i was okay with that. i may have held some resentment over
the years, but... i had to live with that. 
but that day. 
that day, the day that jungkook had come into my house, bawling his eyes out,
screaming at the top of his lungs, covered with bruises,
shaking, panicking, pained. 
that was the last straw.
trying to bring back my happy, innocent, joyful baby brother back after he was
being scarred so, so hard.
waking up in the middle of the night of him screaming for you to stop, to not
touch him anymore.
scared to leave him alone cause i knew, i knew he would've done something to
stop the memories coming back to him"
the cigarette was long forgotten between namjoon's finger.
tears running down his cheeks, voice quivering.
"knowing that i will never, ever be able to fix him. that nothing will be able
to fix him,
knowing that i could never help him. 
knowing that i wasn't there to stop it. help him. take the pain for him.
jungkookie is... he's too good for this world. he still is. he was born too
nice,
too forgiving,
too loving, 
too trusting, 
too giving.
and it will never change but- his happiness. his never ending happiness,
joyfulness... is never going back.
and it's not because he grew up, no" he shook his head to emphasize. 
"it's because you," he looked at yoongi, yoongi lifted his gaze and their eyes
met, "you broke him so harshly that i couldn't even find the pieces. 
you killed every life he had in him. 
you turned off every light he had in him.
you messed up his entire life. every action, every decision, every move he made
was the result of what you did to him.
the purest soul, wanted to end his life, because of you.
because of what you did to him.
because of what you made him go through.
 
you taught me, since i was a baby, that family is above all.
that the brother or sister i might have in future, would be the most important
thing to me.
and funny enough, that's the advice i've been living off of.
 
you killed my brother - i will kill you.
that's what i had in my mind.
i didn't think of you as a father anymore. no, not after jungkook told me
everything you did.
i didn't care that you paid for my college, it didn't change the fact that you
abused my baby brother.
i wanted you dead, i wanted you out of jungkook's life.
he was still-" namjoon took a deep breath, "he was still so in love with you,
'cause he didn't know anything else.
you've showered him with "love" since he was ten, brain not even developed
enough to understand what you were doing to him.
so in his mind, he grew up thinking that this was normative, that this was
okay. he couldn't fathom what incest was, what it actually meant.
and you never taught him otherwise."
 
it was silent for a couple of seconds.
 
"i wanted to kill you.
i wanted to kill you without anyone knowing i had a motive,
without anyone knowing it was me.
so i planned it, 
i planned it for years.
 
i actually quit college the day i found out, which was a year before i told you
guys i quit.
i knew about your and uncle seokjin's brothel.
i found out his bank account password and stole from him, with that money i
bought the brothel from you two anonymously. 
that's when i met yoonah, mr kim, minyoung and jimin and that's how it all
begun.
 
at first, taehyung and i made a deal but he fucked up.
taehyung was supposed to be a distraction, but instead he drugged him and
fucked him - so he was out.
 
i knew jimin already, he was one of jungkook's best friends.
but when i found out he was working at that brothel, i thought he would be
perfect for my plan.
i introduced jungkook to yoonah, and everything that happened after was a part
of my plan.
mr kim wasn't really a part of my plan, but the obsession he had over jungkook
helped me a lot, and he bought the brothel with me.
so jungkook getting her pregnant, him marrying her, with you witnessing that -
was all our idea.
i wanted you to hurt. i wanted you to see him happy before i fucking kill you.
that you will die with the knowledge that jungkook is happy, without you.
that he is fine, finally.
but you two... no one can leave you two together.
like a sick obsession.
he has that power, doesn't he? everyone loves jungkookie." 
 
i knew i had enough people to throw as suspects already, i
i knew it was time.
and we thought we did it,
we thought we actually killed you.
and although it hurt me to see jungkook in so much pain, i knew he was going to
be okay.
i knew the only way he would be away from you is if you die.
'cause there was no other way.
you two would've found each other either way.
and... i knew that somehow you were alive.
and when i found out how and who you killed,
i sent jimin and minyoung for revenge.
although i myself didn't know that jimin was sick and that he couldn't keep up
with the plan,
and minyoung... 
taehyung. taehyung who is still madly in love with jungkook knew about what was
going on because jimin can't fucking keep his mouth shut.
so he tried to save jungkook, he tried to to help jungkook.
he distracted minyoung, that's the reason it all started between them.
he actually suggested himself so that minyoung wouldn't get involved with
jungkook.
of course, she doesn't know anything about it. too blinded by love.
that's why mr kim said that taehyung is still in love with him, he's dating
that whore so she wouldn't get close to jungkook and trying to ruin his life.
his life meaning you.
i- i know that i hurt him on the way.
i know that.
i just hoped that he will be alright in the future, without you.
i just hoped that he will be alright, period"
 
yoongi tried his hardest not to cry.
he slowly got closer to the couch and sat next to namjoon, hiding his hands in
his sleeves.
"i thought i was doing good.
at being a father, that is.
i thought i raised you good, and you did turn up an amazing person.
very smart, loyal, caring. after everything, i am still very proud of you.
but i can't help how you feel, 
and i may have been the worst father.
i know i hurt you, too. and i understand, i do.
i would've done the same.
i wanted to kill myself too.
living with the memories of what i did to him is the hardest thing in my
everyday life.
i am sorry.
i'm sorry that i disappointed you, and you don't think of me as a father
anymore.
i'm sorry that i can't change the past.
i'm sorry that you felt second to jungkook, i... i know that you don't care but
i love you both the same.
i love you two so much,
you are all i have.
you are my blood, my flesh. the love i have for the two of you is above all.
with jungkook- it's different since there was an attraction. but without the
attraction, if i look at jungkook as only my son - i love you the same.
the most.
i'm sorry that you never got to feel that.
i'm just... sorry.
i'm not mad at you, i'm not hateful towards you.
i know none of this will change anything or will mean anything to you but,
you're my son. and i will love you no matter what.
and i'm proud of you, and am sorry towards you.
i hope that one day, someday, you will forgive me"
 
namjoon let out a sob and shook his head.
"i don't think i can.
i don't think i can ever stop hating you.
i don't think i can ever forgive you..."
 
yoongi licked his lips, eyes watering.
heart breaking.
"but... thank you."
 
yoongi looked at him in confusion.
 
"it does mean a lot...
what you said.
 
i'm not going to forgive you,
i'm not going to want to be back in touch with you,
but...
i won't try to kill you again" they both chuckled through tears.
 
"and i think i will turn myself in"
yoongi widened his eyes, "are you sure? you have so much in your futur-"
namjoon took a deep breath and nodded.
"if you need seokjin hyung to bail you out-"
namjoon shook his head. "i'll be fine, yoongi. your job is to fix things with
jungkook"
yoongi looked at him, silent.
"i will never, ever approve of what is happening between of you.
i will never be okay with this,
and will never support this,
but- i can't do anything to prevent this.
i've tried, and failed. so maybe it's god's way of telling me i should just let
it be.
but you have to fix this.
and stop,
just stop hurting him"
 
yoongi let himself cry.
namjoon let himself cry too.
they didn't hug.
they didn't say goodbye.
 
but they felt relief.
they said everything they needed to say to each other.
 
they will never be okay,
but it's okay.
it's okay.
 
yoongi was startled when he suddenly got a text,
he checked his phone.
 
"can you come over?" jungkook.
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***** Chapter 35 *****
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yoongi reread the text at least five times before coming back to his senses.
"i need to go" he quickly got up and looked at the text one last time before
lifting his gaze to look at namjoon.
"is that him?"
yoongi cleared his throat and nodded slowly.
"fix this, and don't hurt him anymore" namjoon reminded him. warned him.
"you two need to talk too, namjoon"'
namjoon looked down and shook his head, "i'm not ready for that yet, i'm not
ready to face him"
yoongi shrugged, "me neither. i'm not ready to talk to him about jimin's and
minyoung's father, i'm not ready to talk to him about jimin, i'm not ready for
him to tell me how another man touched him... but i have to, he deserves an
explanation. from you, too" 
namjoon looked at him, thinking. "maybe one day"
"are you going to stay here or do you need to me to give you a ride?"
"i'll stay here a little bit, i'm tired"
yoongi nodded and breathed deeply, "if i don't get to see you when i'm back...
please know that i love you, and take care of yourself and if you need
anything, you can always talk to me"
namjoon smiled a small smile, "thank you"
both knew it wasn't going to happen, they both knew it was probably the last
time they're going to see each other.
and it killed yoongi.
he blinked to dry his eyes from the tears that were about to come and turned
around.
 
when he was about to come out, pulling the rod and going up the stairs, he was
surprised to see seokjin standing there from above.
"hyung..."
"i came here to talk"
"we will talk, but i need to go right now"
"did jungkook send you a text?"
was he that obvious...? yoongi nodded.
seokjin crossed his arms, "is namjoon here?"
"yes"
"can i come in? i need to talk to him too"
"of course" he reached his hand to grab seokjin's and helped him go down the
stairs.
namjoon perked up at seeing seokjin, he quickly stood up from the couch.
"are you going to stay the night there or should i wait for you?"
it was the first time seokjin and yoongi had an awkward atmosphere around them,
both felt weird.
"jungkook and i... we're not like this. well, not anymore. so i'm not going to
stay the night there, wait for me here"
seokjin nodded.
"i'm going"
and he was gone.
 
seokjin looked around the place, trying to digest the fact that his very much
alive younger brother had hid in this place for over a year.
his wandering eyes stopped when they reached namjoon, namjoon looked at him
too.
"you know, i don't know how to feel"
namjoon's breath hitched.
seokjin hugged himself, "hurt? mad? disappointed? i feel everything, yet i feel
nothing"
namjoon blinked, body shivering.
"i know that what yoongi made jungkook go through is something that we will
remember all our lives, 
i know that you've seen jungkook in his worst condition, i know that you were
scarred and traumatized too. 
you were so young, and your little brother was so broken and the reason was
your own dad who you always looked up too, i know.
but-" seokjin's gentle eyes changed.
there was something else in them.
something that scared namjoon.
"what you did, or at least tried to do - is unacceptable. 
there are so many ways to deal with this stuff and you chose the worst one.
you got many people involved and you got everyone in danger.
you stole from me,
you almost killed us,
you made two people lose their lives,
you played with your baby brother's life, 
and you tried to kill mine.
 
you hurt jungkook even more. you broke him even more. 
he found out that everyone he trusted in his life was a part of your plan,
everyone he thought he knew lied to him.
you made him mess with the mafia, you made him raise a baby on his own, you
made the person he loves sleep with someone else, you made him witness terrible
things as if he hasn't seen enough.
you... you're almost as bad as yoongi was"
namjoon let out a sob at that, covering his mouth with his hand.
"yoongi was in jail, he went to rehab and went to therapy - all in seven years.
seven years that he hasn't tried to reach either of you, seven years that all
of you could move on and live your separate lives.
why? why, namjoon? why did you have to ruin everything? he was getting better,
and jungkook was getting better.
you're the reason they got back together again, you're the reason everything is
happening.
cause you had some stupid thought that if he dies jungkook will be happy...?
will get his revenge...? 
jungkook will never know anything else other than to love him, not matter how
hard we try to change that. it's already been imprinted in his mind since he
was ten.
what you did to him, had made things worse.
you hurt everyone on the way.
and i-" seokjin took a deep breath, "you don't have my back on this one,
namjoon"
"i decided to turn myself in"
seokjin nodded, "you need help like yoongi did"
"stop comparing us"
"you both hurt jungkook the same. from you, it wasn't directly like yoongi but,
you two killed every piece of happiness he ever had in him"
and namjoon knew seokjin was right.
he knew his journey for revenge ended up hurting jungkook even more, he knew.
he just wanted to protect his little brother...
and when the question 'how could you forgive yoongi and not me' popped in his
head, he looked at seokjin and realized,
that seokjin wanted to protect his baby brother too, as fucked up as he was.
namjoon will always be second to anyone.
 
-
 
yoongi's breath hitched when jungkook opened the door.
they just stood there looking at each other for a few moments before yoongi
opened his mouth,
"is everything okay? is yoongi okay?"
jungkook seemed to be shaken back to reality, as if he was too lost in his own
thoughts while looking at yoongi.
"yeah, yeah... they did some quick check ups and released us, said he's just a
little stressed but is completely fine"
"what about mr kim and the other guy?"
jungkook inhaled from his nose, "mr kim was declared dead even before we were
interrogated, and jaehyun is unstable but he's alive for now..."
yoongi wanted to ask who that man was, but there was a more important question
dancing on his tongue at the moment,
"do you want to talk or-"
"i- no, not now. i don't think i'm ready for talking now, i'm tired.
i'm just-
i don't want to be alone"
yoongi widened his eyes.
jungkook hugged himself, "i really don't feel like being alone right now,
and..." he chuckled darkly, "i just found out that every person i loved and
trusted had lied to me and took advantage of me... 
and as fucked up as it sounds you're the only one i can trust right now"
"what...?"
"i know that you're the only one who really cares about my well being, about
me. 
i just- we will talk about everything later, i just don't want to be alone
tonight"
it hurt yoongi's heart too see jungkook this vulnerable. 
this broken.
his mind was already fragile, and what happened today had probably ruined him
for good.
yoongi wished he could save jungkook.
wished he could feel his pain instead of jungkook.
 
jungkook suddenly chuckled, "i always want to come back to you at the end of
the day"
yoongi wanted to say that he was on the same boat, but the words just couldn't
come out.
 
they were inside jungkook's house and yoongi was about to make himself
comfortable on jungkook's couch.
"what are you doing?"
yoongi raised an eyebrow and turned around, "going to sleep...? i thought you
said you were tired and didn't want to talk-"
"sleep with me"
yoongi could feel his heart starting to beat faster, sweat forming on his
forehead.
"jungkook i don't think this is a good id-", "not like that. literally. go to
sleep with me, i don't want to sleep alone"
yoongi gulped.
"okay...
okay"
 
they were lying in bed, one on each side, facing one another with a hand tucked
under each of their heads.
with a warm blanket covering them, they were looking at each other.
"i'm almost mad at you for always coming back to me" yoongi whispered.
"you can go if you don't want to be here" jungkook frowned.
"you know there's no other place i'd rather be than with you, you know that i
will run, swim, crawl, whatever i need to, just to see you.
if it was up to me we would never be apart, but- i always hurt you. i wish you
would kick me out of your life so i would never make you cry again"
"i wish so too" jungkook fisted at the bedding beneath him nervously. 
"but i can't, i can't imagine my life without you again. i don't want to
imagine my life without you again...
i thought about it today when everything happened, that i'd never get to see
you again" 
yoongi took jungkook's hand in his own, intertwining their fingers.
"when mr kim pointed the gun at you... i promised myself that if we both got
out of there alive i would never let you go" yoongi admitted, "even if you
don't want me to. but i sometimes wish you didn't"
they both didn't make sense.
but nothing about them made sense.
they understood each other.
they're the only ones in the world who understood one another.
they completed each other, as fucked up as their relationship was.
"i don't want to know about that man you killed.
i don't want to know about jimin.
i don't want to know about namjoon.
i don't want to talk about anything. 
i just want us to be okay"
yoongi shook his head, "we can't hide things under the rug, i don't want to
hide anything from you. i don't want to lie to you ever again
we will be okay, we will always be okay as long as we have each other.
but not tonight, we will not talk about this tonight.
let's just sleep and figure all of this tomorrow, okay?
i'm not going anywhere, i'm not leaving you ever again.
i've made my mistake and i'm never doing that again"
jungkook burst into tears, too tired to control his emotions.
yoongi snuggled closer and hugged the boy tightly, kissing the top of his head.
jungkook lifted his head and let yoongi kiss his lips gently.
"i love you"
"i love you, too"
jungkook fell asleep peacefully to the sound of the breathing of the man that
ruined his life - the man he loves more than anything.
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it's been two weeks since jungkook welcomed yoongi back into his life.
it's been two weeks since yoongi texted seokjin that they will talk after he
fixes things with jungkook. 
it's been two weeks, yet they yoongi and jungkook haven't talked about
anything.
it's been two weeks and yoongi and jungkook haven't even touched one another
other than hugs and quick kisses.
it's only been two weeks but yoongi wants this forever. craves it forever.
 
it was late at night, baby yoongi was already sleeping in his room.
jungkook wore his favorite black robe, he was holding a warm cup of tea in his
hands, hair damp after a warm shower.
he sat next to yoongi on the couch, blowing cold air at the hot tea while
looking at the boring tv show yoongi was watching.
yoongi looked at him, heart getting jittery. 
he can never get enough of jungkook's unending beauty, he can never stop
falling in love with him more every single day.
jungkook felt yoongi looking at him, he hasn't moved his head but his eyes
caught yoongi's. 
yoongi smiled, making jungkook smile too.
"what?" yoongi bit his lip at the beautiful pinkish color starting to paint
jungkook's cheeks.
"nothing, i just love staring at you"
jungkook rolled his eyes, though affectionately, and took a small sip from his
tea.
 
"do you think now is a good time to talk about everything?"
jungkook inhaled and exhaled deeply from his nose and put the cup of tea on the
tea table in front of them. 
he knew they had to talk about everything someday, that he was trying to avoid
it.
jungkook licked his lips and hugged himself, looking down.
"if you're not ready-", "i'll never be ready" jungkook lifted his gaze and
looked at yoongi, stare meaningful.
"i'll never be ready to hear how you killed an innocent man, 
i'll never be ready to hear how you fucked one of my best friends, 
i'll never ready to hear about namjoon trying to kill you, and that everyone i
trusted was involved as well"
yoongi took a deep breath.
"but i have to"
"tell me when you're ready"
jungkook sighed and closed his eyes, "i'm ready"
 
and yoongi told him everything.
yoongi told him how jimin's and minyoung's father was the brothel's cleaning
maid and namjoon's right hand.
yoongi told him how he was the one who tried to murder him, that he was just
trying to protect himself.
yoongi told him how namjoon planned everything since he first found out,
how meeting yoonah was planned, how getting yoonah pregnant was planned, how
getting him into the asylum was planned.
but he also told him about namjoon's motives, his side of the story.
 
jungkook looked blankly at the the tv screen, lifting his feet on the couch and
hugging his legs.
"you know, when i saw mr kim's room, that one inside the brothel, the room that
was dedicated to me... i found some stuff.
i found drawings, of a person that looked familiar, and 'doctor basketball' or
'mr basketball' was written on every drawing. 
it was you, right? it was namjoon's, and he was drawing you, right?"
yoongi took a deep breath and nodded, swallowing.
"he always wanted to please you, to be the best son for you" 
"and i disappointed him"
jungkook leaned his head back, looking at the ceiling, trying to stomach
everything yoongi had just told him. "i don't know if he did that because of
me, because he was jealous 'cause he thought all of your attention was towards
me or because he found out that his hero was a monster"
yoongi flinched as if jungkook threw a knife at his heart.
"i think it was a little bit of everything"
jungkook nibbled at his bottom lip, "i feel bad for him"
yoongi blinked.
"i- don't think i can ever forgive him, and i will probably never see him the
same again. but i think we forgot how much in pain he was, too"
"if you could forgive me after everything i made you go through, you can
forgive him too. at the end of the day, everything he did was to protect you. i
just never showed him the right ways to handle shit like that. i failed both of
you."
jungkook finally looked at yoongi, "it's your time to make up for it"
"he wants to turn himself in"
jungkook nodded, "maybe it's for the best"
"i'm sorry" yoongi whispered.
jungkook raised his eyebrow.
"i'm sorry that everyone you loved and trusted had lied to you and kept so many
secrets for you, and that i was one of them.
i'm sorry you had to go through what you went through..."
"i'm fine now and- thank you. thank you for sending that letter to the asylum,
you saved me.
i don't really want to know how you did that 'cause it would just make me mad
but... thank you.
and also thank you for saving my and yoongi's life that day with mr kim..."
"i'd do it again in a heartbeat, you know that"
"i do, that's why i texted you two weeks ago. even after everything, i know
you're the only one who i can really trust"
 
"tell me about jimin"
yoongi's breath hitched.
"namjoon sent him too"
"i figured as much"
yoongi cleared his throat, hands sweating.
"he was just there. when i was mad, when i was drunk, he was just there"
jungkook's played with his fingers, trying to look at anything but yoongi.
"was he a good fuck?"
yoongi's heart dropped.
"i barely even remember since i was drunk those two times, but yeah he wasn't
bad"
jungkook pouted and looked at him, "that was your chance to lie to me and say
he was bad and that no one is better than me"
yoongi chuckled, "i don't want to lie to you anymore. and he was just- sex with
him was different. and you know no one is better than you, our feelings
involved add so much"
"how different? did he let you do what you want to him? things you're too
scared to do with me again?"
they looked at each other for a few moments.
"yes"
jungkook nodded in understanding and licked his lips.
"did he let you spank him until his ass was angry red? did he let you shove
your dick down his throat so deep that he almost threw up? did he let you choke
him until he almost passed out? did he let-", "jungkook."
"did he?" jungkook pressed.
"why are you asking all of this?"
"i want to know."
"that guy that mr kim has shot... that was your therapist, right? the man who
fucked you?"
jungkook got up from the couch, "how can you fucking compare? you fucking
cheated on me, i was allowed to do what i wanted. and it wasn't with one of
your best friends"
jungkook was right.
jungkook had every right to ask yoongi all of that.
yoongi didn't.
he sighed deeply, "i'm sorry, i'm sorry. i- yeah, he let me do all these things
to him but i was pissed and drunk, jungkook. i just let out my anger on him
instead-"
"instead of me"
"instead of you"
"dad, if you want us to work you have to stop drinking"
"i haven't been drinking since i came back here, i don't need to drink when i'm
with you"
"yeah but what happens if i'm not here? what happens if i find a job i- i don't
want to handle this again, i don't want yoongi to have to deal with this
either"
"i'll go to rehab for you"
"promise me. you said you'd never lie to me again"
"i promise"
"i-" jungkook pouted, crossing his arms, "why are you so easy? i was ready to
fight with you"
yoongi chuckled and got up as well, reaching for jungkook and placing his hands
on the younger's waist, pressing his body closer to his.
"i don't want to fight with you anymore, i want us to be okay"
"i want us to be okay, too" jungkook wrapped his arms around the older's neck,
nuzzling his nose against yoongi's.
 
-
 
yoongi and jungkook were sitting in front of each other in a fancy sushi
restaurant with baby yoongi in yoongi's arms.
yoongi felt like spoiling his loved ones.
he also wanted to finally be able to go out to jungkook, take him out.
even though it was a small town and a lot of people knew them, he was pretty
sure they'd be more surprised to find out that yoongi is actually alive instead
of him having a date with his own son.
he can always say he was just a grandfather wanting to take his dear son and
grandson for dinner, can't he?
yoongi looked at jungkook's soft, delicate hands that were on the table, he
wanted to hold them in his so much yet he knew he couldn't.
"this is nice" jungkook sighed and took off his coat.
"it is, isn't it?"
"i don't think we've ever done this before"
"we haven't. there's going to be a lot more where that came from" yoongi
smiled, jungkook smiled too and placed a hand under his chin.
"right, baby?" yoongi looked down at baby yoongi who was smiling and laughing,
touching yoongi's face.
jungkook's heart was filled with warmth. he felt as if he was hypnotized. 
"what?" yoongi looked at him and smirked.
"did you ever- have you ever thought about future together?"
yoongi blinked.
"what do you mean?"
"i don't know. like, normal people future? buying a house together, getting
married, having kids..."
yoongi widened his eyes and looked at jungkook in shock.
"never mind, forget what i said" 
"no no i... no. i haven't. knowing that all of this are illegal for us for so
many reasons, it never crossed my mind"
"oh"
"why? have you?" yoongi smirked.
"no" jungkook blushed.
"tell me" he knew he shouldn't, but he took jungkook's hand in his own anyway.
sometimes yoongi felt like he and jungkook were the only ones in the world.
"i don't know. i always imagined us ending up getting married and adopting a
kid together, in a perfect world where everybody would be happy for us"
yoongi's eyes lightened up.
"tell me about what you pictured our wedding to be like"
jungkook was red as a tomato and yoongi found it endearing.
"i don't know?... i always pictured us in this big beautiful church... you in a
blue suit, and i was in a grey one. and we would read our vows, and everyone we
love would be there. everyone would support us. everyone would think this was
normal"
yoongi was touched, he was getting emotional. jungkook escaped eye contact.
"and kids? what about our kids? what did you have in mind?"
jungkook looked in yoongi's eyes for a long time before diverting his gaze
towards baby yoongi, "i couldn't imagine someone more perfect even if i tried"
yoongi followed jungkook's eyes and looked at baby yoongi too.
when realization hit him he widened his eyes and looked at jungkook.
"jungkook..."
"i- you don't have to. we don't have to. forget what i said-"
"what...? how are we- what to do we tell him when he grows up...?"
"we don't have to tell anyone else. it would be between the three of us only.
and he doesn't have to know if anyone else doesn't know"
"he would always be yours, though-", "that's not true. i raised him by myself
for over a year but that's- but i didn't know you were even alive i... he's not
blood related, it would be the same if we adopted"
yoongi looked at jungkook, still with wide eyes.
jungkook shook his head, "forget it. these fantasies were a long time ago when
i was young and in love. i'm more realistic now i-"
"i will raise him with you as his other father, if you want me to"
jungkook widened his eyes as well. "i- i want you to want it too"
"i do. i do."
they were both still looking at one another, yoongi hugging baby yoongi
tighter, both jungkook and yoongi had tears in their eyes.
they were starting something.
it was a progress. 
they're okay.
they'll be okay.
 
 
"would you like to order anything?"
yoongi and jungkook almost forgot they were at a restaurant. 
they both laughed and wiped the tears from their eyes, ready to eat. 
ready to start their new lives together.
 
 
 
he was an angel craving for chaos
and the other one was a demon seeking for peace 
Chapter End Notes
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     part 3 would be about the struggles and happiness yoonkook will
     experience in their incest, illegal relationship
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