''Trust is like fragile glass.

You break it once and instantly try to fix it.

But the cracks on the glad will still be visible.

And afterwards you just wait for the inevitable.

To be left alone by someone whom you once cherished,

perhaps more than your own self.

Sometimes the trickster called life plays games with us.

Games that if we don't win

can be fatal...''.

really have the guts to come here, huh? What else are you planning to do? Tell him the entire plan? Maybe you would let him fuck you from all I know'' Taehyung growled the instant he saw Jimin walking in the building. The man raked his fingers through his hair sluggishly, Taehyung's insults unable to penetrate his armor. He had Jungkook now.

''Or you have already let him take you? Is this why you deactivated the bathroom camera that I have had so masterfully placed? And what are you planning to do since you have disabled his bedroom's camera too? Ruin the plan? Lock us in? Like you did with your fucking sister?''.

''Listen here, you little shit...'' he snarled and pinned the younger blond to the wall catching him completely by surprise, ''The fact that I didn't bottom for you doesn't give you the right to offend me or her, I am doing this for her!''.

''So you will become a slut for her? You will have someone fuck you to save your precious sister? She is a murderer!'' he hissed and in a matter of seconds he felt the metalic taste of blood rolling on his upper lip. His eyes saw stars, the pain in his now broken nose growing.

''My sister is innocent, she was protecting herself from a rapist! And don't ever insult me again''.

''You are supposed to be a sociopath, a fucking sociopath Jimin! You are hiding yourself under a fucking mask because you are thinking that the man loves you? He has never been in love, he had told me that himself. Get back to your senses and let's end this... He is a fucking naive shit. And the plan is working so...'' he hissed in pain when Jimin punched him again. Even if the second collision wasn't as strong as the first one, Taehyung's eyes began to water especially when he saw no trepidation in the older's glance.

''Don't call him that. I am living there with him, you barely even interacted with him!''. It was this moment Taehyung began to laugh malevolently when realization hit him.

''Oh my God, he actually managed to change you... Don't tell me you have actually grown fond of him'' he chuckled, pulling Jimin to pieces. And in an instant, Taehyung brought his knee on the older's abdomen causing the man to fall down with a thud. Jimin curled himself in a ball, tiny whimpers escaping his mouth. ''You a-aren't playing fair'' he stammered.

''I am a socioapth darling. Of course I am not playing fair''.

''Taehyung... you are becoming more and more like Yoongi...''.

''The guys are on their way... I don't think Yoongi will like what you did Jiminie. I don't think he will like it one bit''.

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After finishing his second chapter considering if he enjoyed the ending or not, Jungkook lit up a cigarette, finally noticing that he hadn't smoked in a while. Jimin was a much better distraction anyway. Ready to pour himself another cup of coffee and continue his new novel, Jungkook heard a knock coming from his door.

Certainly not expecting Jimin to be back so early, Jungkook hesitantly opened the door, his boyfriend's words oddly coming back to his head. And when he saw Jin's familiar smile, anxiety covered his features. This was certainly unexpected.

''Well... won't you welcome me inside?'' he smiled.

''I... I... You haven't called me for over a month'' he exclaimed.

''You didn't either. Someone had to make the first step so I put my ego aside and here I am... Did you bake a cake? It smells nice'' he pointed out and entered the residence. Jungkook's eyes opened widely surprised by the man's boldness.

''So, how are you? How is life?'' he inquired.

''Not how you left it off at least'' Jungkook mumbled and served him a piece of cake. ''Everything is basically different''.

''All good I hope... Oh,what about that monologue I told you to write about? I remember you told me that something was off ?'' Jin tried to bring the conversation where he wanted.

''Nothing, nothing... Just too many bad coincidences that's all'' he uttered.

''You lost me here Jungkook. What kind of coincidences?''.

''I thought I was controlling my character... Can you freaking believe that?'' he shrugged his shoulders. ''Damn, I sound like a lunatic, let's end this discussion''.

''Fine by me, if it makes you uncomfortable'' he grinned. ''Can you imagine controlling someone though? I mean it's crazy and all but the freaking potential''.

''No... It's terrible'' Jungkook spoke quickly, startled by his ''friend's'' sudden statement. ''You need consent in everything you do'' he swallowed his saliva.

''Yes but imagine making a person your puppet... The things you could do''.

''Jin, I think I asked you not to continue this conversation'' he repeated sternly.

''For instance if the person didn't oblige... just grab a piece of paper and write ''do what I want''. If the man disagrees just type ''I want you to obey''. Oh my God, this sounds so cool''.

''You are fucking pushing it'' Jungkook closed his eyes.

''Especially when it comes to sex. If someone doesn't want to do something , write it down on the paper and you have them on their knees... It's pretty effective if it could actually happen''.

''Shut the fuck up!'' he shouted for once again Jungkook feeling culpable. But why did something feel so off?

''Relax... I am sorry''.

''Jin... Can you just leave ?''.

''Jungkook... I didn't mean to take it that far''.

''But you did, didn't you? Leave please'' he pleaded and placed his face between his hands to calm himself down. Jin stood up with a prizewinning smile and ran to the door, closing it with a loud noise afterwards.

He sat there breathing heavily, utterly disappointed that people could so easily play with his mind. This was a coincidence and nothing more. Relax, think of nice things. Think of your boyfriend that will live with you from now on. Think of your future together, of the novel you are writing. Think of Jimin, think of Jimin, think of Jimin and Jimin only.

And like a thunder bolt, the thought hit him. The fact that he had only one last paper reminding him of this whole concurrence. He stormed off his cupboards and dragged a small paper where he had written everything he wanted to do to the older. It was just a preview of a sexual scene that was going to occur in the novel yet he had completely forgotten about it when he met the real Jimin face to face.

He stared at the paper repeatedly, knowing that if he writes Jimin's name on the surface, the man would succumb to him and give him all the pleasure he's been desiring for so long.

His fingers didn't even move.

If Jimin needed time then he would wait for an eternity if he had to. This man was his support through thick and thin, this man was now his. And he wasn't going to blow everything for a night of pleasure. He tore the paper in half and threw it in the fireplace. Jungkook did the right thing, Jungkook was in love.

Cause Jimin wasn't just a man between the pages. It was the man between his arms.

It was a man he cherished.

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[half an hour before Jungkook threw the last note in the fire]

''I am so disappointed Jimin darling. I even gave you a lecture about the repercussions but you decided to ignore my warnings. Terrible choice may I add''.

To be frank Jimin had never seen that room before. And Yoongi's calm demeanor brought him fear. Because he knew how to handle Taehyung, the man was maybe a little more twisted than his own self but he was still a sociopath. Jimin knew how to hurt him if he wanted to. Hurt his pride, mock him about his skills or even insult the way he looked. Namjoon, Hoseok and Jin were simple people that unfortunately decided to win their fair share of assets by trusting the wrong man.

However Yoongi was a completely different story. He wasn't a sociopath, not even in the slightest. He was insane, the definition of a psychopath not even bringing his character justice. This man was unpredictable and if there's one thing that Jimin was afraid of his entire life, it was unpredictability. Not knowing where his next step will lead him to, not being aware of what is wrong or right. But to Yoongi these things were negligible.

Cause his bellicosity was unforeseen, his artifice unmatched. No empathy for his actions cause he simply didn't care. He was willing to engage in immoral acts- whatever immoral means to people's dictionaries-. Who is hurt and wronged didn't matter as long as he was pleased. His steps were so calculated, so precise... and with a flip of a switch he could just change the entire plan just to confuse you.

Yoongi was a psychopath... and he had learnt to use his skills for his own benefit.

Perhaps that's why Taehyung looked up to him. Both of them were pathological liars but Yoongi created storylines, he could make a normal person turn insane. Cause if he couldn't escape his insanity he was going to make more people drown in it along with himself.

''Just...''.

''Did I say you can speak cause I honestly don't remember allowing you too...'' Yoongi scolded him. ''I thought that you were suitable for this job but you fell into turpitude, how lovely'' he chuckled. The young blond could see the other three faces staring at him from behind a glass. Three faces... Where was Jin?

''So here's how it's going to be... since none of my men can go back to the boy's house and now you are the only one who has access to it, I suggest you continue the plan like the good toy you are. Unless you like the boy manhandling you. He was supposed to be the puppet gorgeous'' he teased the younger, '' not you''.

If Jimin admitted that he loved him, things would end right then and there.

''He isn't fucking manhandling me! He has stopped writing about me since forever'' he yelled.

''Oh really? Then what is he doing now?'' Yoongi folded his hands on his lap and turned on the monitor. The camera of the living room was focused on Jungkook who was holding a paper filled with sexual actions. Jimin was staring at his lover intently not knowing how to react. ''As you can see, he is still writing about you'' Yoongi added and paused the tape, zooming even more clearly into the page.

''No...''.

''Yes Jimin. Your name might not be on the page directly but he wrote this paper the moment you left from his house this morning. All he wants is to fuck you... that's all I can see written here. You told me you made him love you but all I see here is lust. Pure and utter yearning for your body and not your soul''.

''I was there... he burnt all the papers in front of my eyes'' he gulped.

''That's because this is recent darling... So let's sum up, shall we? You will go back there, place a camera in the bedroom again.... and then let him fuck you. We don't want to foil his plans''.

''No!''.

''Yes. He wrote it on paper, in the next frame he even adds your name. And when he writes your name this means you must do it'' Yoongi lied. He was surprised with how willing Jungkook was to wait for the older to be ready. Of course he loved him, it couldn't be more evident. ''You need to obey''.

''I have never done this in my life'' Jimin breathed heavily.

''First time for everything, right? And since you did a terrible job... here's a small punishment'' he chuckled. In a matter of seconds, Jimin found himself falling on the floor, coughing, unable to breathe properly. A kick to the diaphragm can be deadly. His lungs began to spasm when a muscular pair of hands cupped his face;

''I was just following rules... You should try it too sometime'' Namjoon exclaimed and hit him once more. Jimin could detect fear in the older's eyes. He clearly didn't want to punch him but he was just complying with Yoongi's orders.

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Tea. With two drops of rum.

Seriously, this particular infusion was extremely calming. No wonder why Jimin enjoyed it so much.

It had brought a sense of tranquility to the younger, the words ''it's going to be just fine'' repeating in his mind. Until someone knocked on his door. The sound was barely audible so Jungkook couldn't pinpoint who it might be. Jimin always knocked on the door intently. However when he opened the door and saw the said male his smile faltered, especially when he observed how arduously he dragged his feet.

''Hey gorgeous'' he whispered softly. ''How... How was work?''.

''I am really exhausted Kook...ple-... I just don't want to talk about it''.

''Jimin... You can tell me everything, be sure of that''.

''And why is that?'' he retorted, taking the younger aback.

''Cause I love you. And I trust you with my secrets... You can trust me with yours'' he hugged the older. There's this doubt again. Jimin felt sick. Disgusted not just with Jungkook's lies but with his own self for allowing this to happen. Two liars forming a relationship built on the foundation of other people's lies? Pathetic.

''You want to fuck me, right ?'' he fidgeted.

''Wh... What? How did you think of that?'' he inquired. Has he seen the paper? No, that's impossible...

''Oh come on Jungkook! If I gave you my consent, you would fuck me right now. And be honest'' he uttered. Please lie to me, I want you to tell me you love me, I want you to kiss me gently. Lie to me. Lies are too beautiful even if they aren't true.

''I would. If you said yes, I would... But I can wait for...''.

''Fuck me. Now''. Let's get over with this. I thought I was the bad one betwen us. Liar. Get what you always wanted.

Liar.