🌞chapter eight 🌞
Sometimes Seokjin wonders what his life would be if he had ran away with his mother who asked him to come with her, it was that day when his brother also died.
He always had a huge fight with his older brother, teasing Seokjin of his face and feminine features, taking his money forcefully and even try to hurt Seokjin emotionally, the older had always been the most handsome one between them and the most popular, how can he not be, he wasn't really related to him biologically.
His hyung was manly, the way he talk, walk and even by being talented he had swoon a lot of girls on their school back then, but he never hated him rather he just lost his trust for his brother, step brother actually.
So Seokjin has trust issues. He doesn't really like meeting new people, doesn't like going into a deep conversations, he tries to remind himself that there are people who can stab him from the back when he is not listening or people using him for their own greed.
Seokjin doesn't like being too close to someone, he prefers to be alone and is contented with the silence around him.
It's already seven am, Seokjin's eyes are wide open, mouth hanging in disbelief and body becoming stiff upon realizing who he is sleeping comfortably with.
The pink haired male had no shirt on, his toned and muscular chest in full view, arms found its place on his waist and caging him, he could feel hot air fanning on his forehead, lips on his brows and thick thighs on his own.
Seokjin feels like his head is spinning from the realization that he had slept with the man who whips him for a morning greet and even throws him a bucket of boiling water if his not that entertained.
Seokjin has trust issues and Jimin, is one of the people he has feared and doubt for.
He doubts him, but there's something that makes him want to trust the man, since his was the one telling him the secrets, the thoughts on his mind.
Seokjin knows Jimin isn't thinking right, his bipolar, theirs always a sudden shift within him, sometimes his looks conflicted and sometimes he does things without even thinking.
Seokjin tries to calm his beating heart, the distance from his torturer was too close for comfort, he needs to get out of his hold and out of this place.
He leans away, the touch of the pink haired man's warm lips disappears and Seokjin tries to slowly removes the both of the man's arms around him. He tries to be subtle as he reach on the side of his waist, Seokjin takes the man's wrist and lifts it slowly, tries not to wake the sleeping male and hopes that he can get off the position faster.
He smiles a bit when he had removed his one arm off his waist and placed it down in the space in between them, Seokjin then slowly turns around and removes himself off the bed. Until a strong pair of arms suddenly pulls him back down and he lands on a hard chest, the thighs drape on his own and those warm lips ghosting over his neck and shoulder, hot breath making him shiver.
" going somewhere without me? " Jimin says in a low tone, he sounds angry, and commanding. Seokjin doesn't respond out of fear.
" Talk, I'm asking a question " he says as his lips graze slowly on the brunets shoulder to his neck, licking his jawline after, Seokjin couldn't stop a gasp from escaping as the hand that grabs his small waist had moved north under the clothed fabric, his mind suddenly dizzy.
" I-I'm just going to go back J-Jimin! " he feels his body warmed as Jimin played his chest, warm hands teasing him under the pink fabric, Jimin starts to bite and suck his neck, his other hand returns to hold Jin's waist to keep him steady.
Jimin watched Jin in pleasure, dusted cheeks, eyes shut seductively, mouth slightly open and letting those sweet moans escapes making Jimin hard. He felt his dick twitch from the though of stripping him off his clothes and taking him raw on his own bed, morning sex in his own bed, he can even bang Seokjin in his bathtub or in the shower, or on the million dollar carpet floor where he always fantasized about.
His really turn on now, fck.
Jimin suddenly hover about Seokjin, the younger looks at him, the mans eyes had stared at him with lust and adoration, Seokjin can't help but stare back on those beautiful eyes and felt his stomach somersault. Jimin stares down to his lips, Seokjin wad surely a creature crafted carefully by gods with their hands, the man looks so beautiful and perfect underneath him, he wanted to own this man, he wanted to make him his.
He leans down and grabs the sweater, Seokjin suddenly looks a bit shock, since when did I own a pink sweater?
" what? " Jimin says, his hand stops halfway on removing the fabric on Jin, the younger looks at him still in shock Jimin suddenly smiles, his eyes turned into crescent moons, then he laughs.
" I can't believe you, I was about to fck you hard and long on this mattress and the only thing that made you surprise is the pink sweater?! Jin I can't even! " he laughs, hands on his stomach, his head falls back and Seokjin only looks dumbfounded in the realization that he might had been thinking out loud.
Seokjin only pouts and Jimin laughs louder, his now lying on the bed, Jin can't help but smile a bit, softening his features and eyes turned into warmer than before, this cause Jimin to stop all of a sudden and sat back up again, staring into the heart fluttering expression that caused the smile to fade and into a thin line.
" you smiled " Jimin points out and Seokjin looks at him a bit puzzled. Ever since the day Seokjin arrived, Jimin never saw him show any emotions other than being scared, confused, hurt or blank. The small smile was something foreign to the older male but he wanted Seokjin to wear it, he looked innocent and even more beautiful.
" do that again " Jimin says, sounding a bit spoiled, he tries to keep a straight face but failed to as Seokjin shook his head and lowers his gaze.
The pink haired male glares at him, he knows maybe his a too harsh on him but a simple smile isn't that hard for him to do right? Jimin feels anger bubbling up his system, his fist suddenly clenched.
He was about to open his mouth but Seokjin beats him up to it.
" I need to go " he says, Jimin looks at him, feeling pained at the brunets eagerness to escape away from him. Jimin doesn't talk anymore, he let Seokjin slip off his bed and out of his door.
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Yoongi turns on his laptop and viewed the recent reports on their other territory in Seoul, Busan, Daegu, Ilsan, Gwanju, and now Gwasheon he nods to himself, satisfied by the sent pdfs and calls he got this day.
Being a prominent mafia leader is a lot of responsibity and duty to handle, even the guts to become one is more burdensome than the job. Yoongi knows no limit and see no line to cross between good and evil anymore, growing up made him realized that.
His both good and evil, his right and wrong, the black and white. His both Min Yoongi and Suga, his both man and ruler in this life.
This wasn't Min Yoongi and Suga before, he was just supposed to be a free kid, he was supposed to graduate elementary, try making beats for competitions, have fun with other kids his age and make mistakes during his years and learn from them with his family and friends guiding him.
But Yoongi wasn't given that freedom and that happiness, dreams snatched away in the age of eight.
There's a knock on the door, earning his attention was no other than V, Taehyung.
" what brings you here? " Taehyung strides inside his office, taking a seat in the other chair facing Suga, not waiting for the leader to invite him.
" Damage control report from Gwacheon " Taehyung says yet Suga doesn't see the younger's usual eagerness in his face, Suga thinks he wants to talk about something else.
" no need, Cheol already sent me a document, so what else do you want to talk about? " Suga drops both of his hands to his own armchair, waiting for whatever conflict Taehyung is facing. Not like its gonna be a big deal, probably some teenage hormonal problem he doesn't want to handle.
" what do you think about Seokjin? "
The question was fired and Suga didn't expect that coming out of his mouth. Taehyung looks at him boredly, trying to cover his embarrassment, he doesn't't know why that came out of his mouth.
Yoongi knows why Taehyung and the others are acting like that, attracted to the light that is Seokjin, even he finds himself pulling closely to the kid.
But he says nothing to him, he knows the younger member already have the answer to his question.
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" I've clearing the second field and sent the plants to America " Namjoon spoke, he was currently in Miami, on the phone with Hoseok.
" Well, bring me some good stuff there, i heard their steak is delicious " Hoseok drools, it was like he felt the steak on his mouth, Jungkook rolls his eyes on his bed and smiled at his hyung.
" No way, if they track my bank account they'll know who i am they might imprison me here "
" well at least your fluent in english, so its gonna be less shtty for you " Hoseok smiles, he missed the witty and brainy person on their group.
There's a knock on his door, the elders smile widens when he sees Jimin enters the room but it seems he wasn't eager to see the other person in the other bed. Jungkook doesn't meet his gaze with the pink haired male, his in conflict whenever he sees the other.
" is that hyung? "Jimin immediately strides towards Hoseoks bed, the youngest of the three only closes his eyes and lean back on his pillow, his not really tired, he tries to avoid Jimin in the past hours.
" oh he hung up " Hoseok looks back to the phone " probably needed to cut the call short, he might be tracked "
" If he got pass all the security in Korea and America then he can get pass to simple inspections " Jimin lifts the males shirt, checking at his wound that starts to look like a scar and the bandages were removed by him as he replaced it with new ones. He starts to collect the bloody gauze when Hoseok speaks
" aren't you going to replaced Jungkook's bandages? " with a raised brow, he watch as Jimin looks from to Jungkook who was keeping his eyes closed yet the two of them knew he wasn't playing anybody.
" if he apologized to Seokjin for blaming him on the poisoning, then i might do it "
The younger male's brow furrow, Jungkook open his eyes to see the anger in his hyungs face. His sure that the last time he was acting like this was when they had successfully became a team to overthrown Jungjae and Taehyung had been injured by taking on four men at the same time without any back up.
Jungkook would have snort, would have rolled his eyes if he was still the douche that hated Kim Seokjin, but he wasn't that Jungkook anymore-- no, that was Justin, he realized he wasn't himself for the past weeks, he couldn't sleep properly thinking about Seokjin and how he acted to him, he had resurrected his inner demon as well as the others, but Jungkook hadn't bury Justin, yet Jimin looked like he had shut off Christian and Taehyung had killed Jack.
They had already moved on from vengeance they long wanted, they know it was pathetic but keeping Kim Seokjin as slave, torturing him like how his father did to him, making his life miserable, that had made them stoop lower than the devils when they felt the pleasure of the Seokjins pained state.
He had hated the younger since before for his freedom, his carefree personality, his father, his smiles, and his beautiful angelic personality that he didn't believed.
Now Jungkook buries Justin six feet under, there's someone telling him reasons why he should continue hating, why he shouldn't be guilty, but Jungkook knew that what that person on his head was saying is wrong as he rethinks all the things he had done, they had been shts to him since the day one, and he can't believe he had almost tried to kill him, everyone tried.
Except for Suga, no, except for Min Yoongi. Never had he brought back Yeonki to life, he was calm and controlled even, the leader had been too subtle, too silent, no contact involve and looked like he never wanted revenge, except the time they took Seokjin to their territory and made Seunghyun as trap for Seokjins father to appear once again.
Jungkook was silent and was thinking a lot again when Jimin stands in front of him, he sees the shorter males eye's had look at him with less anger, but their is still a small frown on his lips.
" Don't think too much " Jimin says, seeing Jungkook was not replying to him, Hoseok only watch and was slightly confused at the two " this sht we had started, we can end it "
Jungkook looks down to his hands, he starts to grip the sheets, Jimin sees the reaction and shove his hands on his pocket. Jungkook and the others had hated Seokjin and his family for years, he thought he wanted nothing but to see the brunet die in front of him but right now, his chest tighten at the idea.
" I thought he should die, " Jimin glares at him, Jungkook still hasn't looked up and Hoseok tries to fit the puzzle on what's going on between the two. " I wasn't thinking straight--all of us weren't, I got too obsessed , I was mad, he didn't seem to recognized us he was just looking at me the first day like he didn't know my name, it was making me hate him more "
Jimin remembers Jungkook was smiling, way too happy for just the lamb skewers, acting giddy and wasn't himself at all. When Seokjin exits the room, Jungkook had clicked his tongue before shoving away the dish that night.
" I thought he really deserved those scars, those bruised, the threat but now I can't even imagine why I even thought of those things--" Jungkook's grips tighten and he bites his lower lip, suddenly the door opens and everyone turn their heads to see the new comer and Jungkook's eyes widen.
" Seokjin "
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Hoseoks heart had been thumping too loudly over the monitor, sht, he knows nobody needed to hear the angry beeping of his heart but he wasn't concerned of that rather he was more focus reaching the man and holding the males hand and kissing his face because what in the fcking world is happening, did the gods pity his whining ass for always praying to see the college student again and sent him his angel to finally let them have their peace?
Well for whatever reason, Hoseok thanks whoever heard his prayers and immediately called out to the name, Seokjin, it was the childs name he was too familiar, Jungjae's son, the first and last time he had seen the kid was at the ceremony on Gwacheon, Hoseok was still a new slave that day.
" Seokjin " the male was holding a basket, inside were bunch of fruits, he had stood still one hand was still on the door knob as he looked at Hoseok, flinching when he heard his name being called by an familiar voice. The brunet had made eye contact to the man lying on his bed next to Jungkook's and his eyes widen went he remembers the stranger trying to rob his phone with a knife and was bleeding.
" Mister--" he stopped when Taehyung follows from behind him with a smile as he casually drapes an arm on the males shoulder and kissed the younger's crown.
Suddenly Hoseok wants to reach and punch Taehyung
" seems like you met our Hoseokie hyung " he says before reaching for Seokjins hand which was on the door knob and removed it softly before kicking the door closed.
" Mister " Seokjin tries again now his pointing at the man and was too shock on seeing a familiar face than minding Taehyungs hand now touching his hair.
Jimin and Jungkook looks at Hoseok, the man had frozen on his spot as the room was filled with the sound of his heart racing, Jimin and Jungkook were definitely not jealous.
Seokjin only remembers Taehyung when the man tries to grope his ass and now Seokjin squeaks as he slap the hand away and Taehyung laughs loudly.
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And Suga stood infront of Jungkook and Hoseoks room after two hours of paperwork and checking up on his men around korea through video meetings over his computer, he had expect it to be silent like usual or just small voices with just the two but he could hear shouts, laughter and even music playing inside.
He opens the door and was greeted by Taehyung laughing loudly on the floor like a maniac, Jimin's head up with a hand covering his face looking so done, Jungkook terrified and eyes wide, and Hoseok looking angry over either Jungkook or Jimin or maybe both as Seokjin looks as equally terrified as their youngest while his hand where held by the angry male while Come Back Home is being played on someones phone, probably Taehyungs.
Suga closes the door and finds Seokjin looking at him, eyes pleading for help and it look funny to be seeing the whole situation unfold.
" You fcking what?! "
" Please hyung I can explain--" Jungkook was looking at both Suga and Jimin, the pink haired male was sure to step away from Hoseoks reach because he looked like he could murder them both. Taehyung only howls and laughs with his ass on the carpet floor like the idiot he is, he doesn't help the two.
" This is comedy gold!" he wipes an nonexistent tear of his eyes " wait till I tell you that one time--" Jimin and Jungkook snaps their head towards Taehyung, they dont want to feel Hoseok wrath even more, and the bastard Taehyung is enjoying their suffering too much
" Taehyung shut the fck up you ashole even tried to touched Seokjin! " and Seokjin doesn't want to remember, he blushes as he look at Jimin with wide eyes
" Jimin!! " he half shouts and half whispered, Hoseoks angry eyes turned to Taehyung and now the male had stop laughing while Jimin smiles smugly.
Take that btch
" Don't-- i know all of us here have!! " Jungkook tries to open his mouth, wants to defend that he was no idiot like them who wanted to sexually harassed the youngest.
Seokjin turned red and Hoseok could feel the heat radiating from the hand he holds, he looks at Seokjin, he cant believe he hadn't realized the college student was Seokjin, son of the person who was the strongest Mafia boss and the enemy of their own.
Hoseok had never hated the boy since he only saw him once, the others had held on their hate for years for the family of the old empire but Hoseok can't find the reason to blame the kid.
" Did they treat you badly? Sht, Yoongj did you made him step out to the field?! " Hoseok glares at their boss, Yoongi sees the anger in his eyes thats now directed to him.
" Hoseok, i never made him stand near the enemy prisoners " he says " at least not me " Yoongi's says in hush eyes shifts to the pinked haired male yet Jin had heard him and also stare at the man, Hoseok seems to not catch on the last statement yet he looks down and seems to be silent for a second.
" S-Scars " Seokjin tries to speak, Hoseok immediately looks at him " I o-only have scars now, i dont receive anymore beating " and Seokjin can see the mix emotions in Jimins face as Jungkook mirrors the same expression.
Hoseok had intertwine there fingers, he leans his head to Seokjins chest, the youngest feels his face redden.
" Don't worry, my angel, I'm here now, no one is going to hurt you again " Hoseok had been kind to him, even though their first
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