''Behind every puppet, every tiny string

there's a master who controls the thread of life.

Will the doll eventually fall?

Will it stay standing no matter the predicament?

Are we all guided by someone else's steering wheel?

And when that ropes get torn...

Does this mean we get to hold our lives in our own hands?

Who is the puppet on the string?

Who is the man hidden between the pages ?...''.

one hour he was locked in the bathroom.

The raven haired really wanted to burst in the room and check on the older but he decided to give him some space. They solved their argument, they made out, they slept. Yet Jungkook managed to wake up when Jimin abandoned his embrace.

He wasn't going to push him. Things would eventually get better, he ws going to make the older feel loved, he would grand his every wish, he would make him breakfast and cuddle him to sleep... He would be the ideal boyfriend Jimin deserved. No more secrets.

On the other hand, Jimin was staring at his reflection as if he was a stranger trapped in the mirror. He was observing his appearance yet he wasn't bothered by the messy hair and baggy eyes. He was annoyed by what was within him. His heart wasn't reflected on the glass for a soul cannot emerge on the transparent surface.

Sociopaths will do anything to win.

That's what he was taught from a very young age.

That's what he has been believing all this time.

His family didn't hold the best name and unfortunately when parents aren't the best example for their child, things tend to go downhill. And that's what happened in Jimin's case.

His father was dealing with drugs, the blond- then raven haired- still remembered numerous occasions when the man returned back home, stoned or unable to wake up. His mother was a different story. She didn't even care about Jimin's well being as long as the boy obeyed the rules. Rules that no parent would never give its child.

In his mother's eyes Jimin was three things.

Beautiful liar.

Excellent story teller.

A puppet on a string.

And as a natural result, Jimin wanted to change that. And he managed to alter himself into something worse than he already was. A lovable sociopath; this was the precise description of his first ever lover. Charming, using his looks to get what he wanted -never going further than a mere make out due to his narcissistic self- Jimin could entice everyone with a simple glance.

Jimin learned that he could never be wrong. Living in a household where everytime he spoke his mind resulted into punishment, the blond decided that if his own opinion wasn't the correct one, no opinions mattered at all. That's when manipulation of the senses- especially the dysfunction of the mind- came to play. He had the extreme ability to turn everything to his benefit, either by playing the victim or actually letting the others create their own, enjoyable downfall.

Beautiful liar. Excellent story teller. Yes, his mother was right about these traits. However the value of these sentences had changed over the course of time. When he was young he was lying about negligible things and imagining unexplored lands with magical creatures. Now that he was older, his lies consisited of falling in love and describing a fake life that he had never, ever actually lived.

He had his way with words, twisting the endings, using his tongue both literally and metaphorically to get what he wanted. That's how he proved his mother wrong. He wasn't and won't ever be a puppet on a string. Hopefully his parents were proudly observing him from whenever they were at the moment.

The initial plan was to drain his identity, inject the syringe of self doubt in Jungkook's veins letting him incapable of thinking straight, causing him to question his sanity. To the point the man was going to get insane. Jimin just happened to be the syringe.

However, the mirror was depicting another Jimin this time around. A man whose eyes were sparkling, a man whose lips were lusting over more kisses not to allay his thirst but just simply because he needed them. A man whose neck was so delicately marked that he was completely unbothered.

A man that ''real'' Jimin didn't desire to approve.

He was told he was a sociopath. Was he really one though?

Wiping his eyes with a towel, forbidding himself from ruining the plan, he shed a last glance to the left corner of the bathroom. The twisted thought crossed his mind but they couldn't, could they? Placing a camera in the bathroom was atrocious. Yet looking wouldn't bother anyone. Jimin knew they were crazy but this would be sickening.

Standing on the corner of the bathtub, Jimin began to scan the corners of the ceiling, hoping that there's was no camera in the most private place of Jungkook's -or anyone's- house. And when his hands managed to touch the device on the bottom of the left corner, somewhere hidden between the overhang of the man's ceiling, the blond let out a small gasp. How did they dare to do that?! And he wasn't informed about it, meaning that if he ever used Jungkook's bathroom, he was going to be seen too. The guys were able to see everything Jungkook was doing and Jimin was disgusted just by the thought. The instant he disconnected the camera, he shoved the tiny appliance in his pocket and unlocked the door, only to be met with Jungkook's soft gaze.

''Are you okay?''.

''How long have you been awake?'' Jimin questioned, the soft mask back on display in a desperate attempt to hide his disgust.

''You have been in the bathroom for almost an hour so... almost an hour'' he chuckled.

''I woke you up? I am sor ... I shouldn't have woken you up''.

''I am going to make us some tea cause I don't think we will sleep anymore. Someone called you like a few seconds ago by the way'' he pointed out and climbed down the stairs, Jimin following him with a frown on his face.

''What person is calling its friend this time of night?'' the younger questioned weirdly.

''My friend apparently'' Jimin muttered and hesitantly answered the call.

''I think we both know why I called''.

''What's the matter with you? In the bathroom? That's fucking repulsive Jin!''.

''If Yoongi finds out that you deactivated a camera you are dead''.

''Then don't tell him. I wasn't even aware that there was a camera in the bathroom!''.

''If I don't then we are both dead'' Jin retorted.

''Taehyung did it, didn't he? This is sickening, we are invading his personal space'' he hissed.

''And you are invading his heart. What's worse?'' he shouted and ended the call, leaving Jimin breathless.

''Shall I add rum? Or is too late?'' Jungkook yelled from the kitchen. Jimin found himself smiling - someone actually cared for him- however he quickly neglected the thought.

''No add some... It's fine''.

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One and a half month ago

''We have to dye it blond though. He wants it to be blond''.

''My hair is going to be utterly ruined... And you said I can't let my roots appear'' the boy countered back.

''You are supposed to be a natural blond. Whenever you see the black hairs appear just come here and I will fix it. I know how hard it is to maintain the color'' Taehyung smiled, pointing at his own hair.

''We are really deceiving him. My entire life is a huge lie''.

''You should be proud of yourself. You are a fantastic liar... Teach me''.

''Taehyung, you have been doing a great job so far.''.

''I know'' he chuckled and removed the towel from the man's hair, revealing the beautiful, soft, blond locks. ''It is soft now but after too many times, your head will resemble chaffs'' he mocked the older.

''Shut up... What else did he write?''.

''Fortunately for us, he doesn't care about heights and weights so we are good on that aspect. Jin also gave me the fake id. You are named Park Jimin from now on... Nice name, I have to admit. Yoongi did a great job finding you by the way'' he remarked.

'' I have changed so many names during my life that Park Jimin doesn't sound so bad. Park was already my surname which makes everything better. I am just not used to the change, that's all. Did he write anything else that I shoud alter?''.

''Let me see... You also have to have a honey-like voice. Damn, the man basically desribed you like a God. Apparently, you're also a sinner''.

''Can't argue with that'' Jimin smirked.

''We have the attitude from what I see. But we don't have the attire. He is describing you as an elegant creature dressed in black and red, with silk suits and lavish jewellery. Guess we need to go shopping...Oh, you are also gay, did I forget to mention that?'' he laughed awkwardly.

''I swing both ways but whatever'' Jimin shrugged.

''So far, so good... brown-amber eyes check, arched eyebrows... I will fix that and golden skin check. Irrelevant question but did you find him handsome? I mean I find him quite attractive but what about you?''.

''I have seen him three times Taehyung and I was covered in clothes from head to toe but yeah... he was pretty charming. His house was pretty, he has a problem of finding his wallet most of the time though'' Jimin replied.

''From what Namjoon and Jin had told me, he tends to be like that. He hasn't opened up that much to me but from what I can read, if my eyes aren't deceiving me, Jungkook must be a kinky piece of shit'' he mumbled, his eyes almost falling from their sockets.

''This isn't that bad... Yoongi promised me that I won't need to go that far, you know to the point of having sex with him''.

''Well, I had no idea what Yoongi told you but this sentence has equivocal meaning to me. '' A body that could easily bruise yet could easily hurt his opponent... or lover'', he actually wrote this''.

''He must be into shit like that. B.D.S.M, ropes, you get the idea''.

''Sounds like you had experimented'' Taehyung raised an eyebrow.

''I won't experiment with him if that's what you are asking. Any other habits I need to follow?''.

''Lick your lips... a lot. He likes them glossy, so be sure to moisturize them frequently. Shave your face oftentimes, what else? You should also create a sad past, he has written that as well. And from tomorrow morning you should start following his orders''.

''So what am I going to do ?''.

''Wake up at nine? Drink tea with two drops of rum rather than coffee''.

''I fucking hate rum! It tastes like shit'' he retorted.

''Learn to love it then. And if possible, please try to abolish any sociopath habits. He might be naive but sooner or later he will find out''.

''We can always throw some dust in his eyes'' the now blond suggested.

''What do you mean ?''.

''We can make him believe that he is the sociopath for a while, you know let this thought root in his mind''.

''Cunning, I love it!''.

''What are you thinking about? You haven't said anything'' Jungkook murmured and kissed the blond's shoulder. Jimin's mind was still stuck on that day, the day he first saw the boy that was holding him into his arms now. The raven haired was the exact opposite from what Yoongi had described him as. Jungkook was loving and real. More real that he will ever manage to be.

''I like our silence. It doesn't bother me'' the blond uttered, earning a small chuckle from the younger.

''You look pretty Park Jimin''.

''You look good too'' it was one of the times Jimin didn't have to lie and saying the truth felt so good.

''If you think I look good then imagine how I taste'' the younger kissed the palm of his hand, trying to tease his boyfriend.

Yet the sentence had the exact opposite effect on Jimin. Because the man knew that if Jungkook loved him for real he would want more than he was willing to give.

You might be slightly confused but I am here for explanations.