''

and unfortunately in the most unexpected moment.

did he feel that something was so terribly wrong?

Why did something feel ... odd? More than usual at least...

He was holding the world in his arms and he was peacefully sleeping in the safety of his own house. Why did he feel so unfortified? Like the walls of his bedroom will suffocate his boyfriend and him inside.

As a loner, Jungkook had many nights consisting of depressing cigarettes and dancing tears. He had lost his mother, his father moved out and he was left alone, trying to start everything from the beginning. The task obviously proved to be monumentally nettlesome. The fact that he was spending most of his days between four walls and in front of a typewriter didn't do any help. Sometimes avoiding the world seemed like the most exceptional solution for solving his problems when it actually wasn't.

It was pretty easy. He was just ignoring the truths that were happening in front of his eyes only to find instantaneous happiness. Jungkook knew it was wrong, locking himself inside to escape reality but he mirrored it as an easy task. But having Jimin by his side... maybe not everyone was a liar. Perhaps love did exist cause the author believed he had found it now. And so blind he was, so desperately in despondency to find a lifeboat not knowing that he ate up all the lies for his heart was hungry to be saved.

And suddenly everything he never wanted to happen to him, did occur by his own doing.

And much to his dismay, the world that he was embracing now seemed too fragile, too unexplored... too good to be true. Jimin, his world, wasn't as real as he thought of him.

Jungkook preferred the ugly truths rather than the pretty lies. He despised liars to the bone and despite the wonderful night he just had with his lover, Jungkook figured out that Jimin must have been hiding some stuff from him. Hopefully harmless and negligible.

It seemed as if Jungkook was doing a better job loving the older than his own self.

He hugged the male's waist tightly bringing his lips to the nape of his neck, locking them on the spot not wanting to let go. Ever. The older's sweet scent helped him to sleep, his skin becoming his favorite thing to touch. Just like that, Jeon Jungkook drifted to sleep in an attempt to forget the random thoughts.

But in the middle of their sleep, a heavy breathing began to flood the room waking Jungkook up abruptly. His eyes scanned the room cautiously and he could have sworn that it wasn't his boyfriend that was breathing next to him. Trying not to panic, thinking that his own senses were the ones that deceived him, he gently woke the older up to inform him of the matter.

''Gorgeous... Jimin, you were breathing really heavily my angel''.

''Kook... I wasn't... What are you talking about? Go back to sleep. Did you have a nightmare?''he groaned, stretching up.

''No... I swear I heard someone breathing... I am sure'' he stood up brusquely taking the blond aback.

''I am sure is nothing Kook...'' he gave him a back hug attempting to reassure him but it didn't seem to work.

''I am not delusional Jimin! I know I heard something'' he untangled himself from Jimin's grip and slowly made his way out of the room. The blond began to feel anxious especially when he saw his boyfriend's fraught expression. The man seemed terrified and Jimin started to sense the uneasiness in the room. Tying a robe around his figure, he ran downstairs following the younger.

The man opened the door and stepped on his porch checking if someone was outside. It was five o'clock, the cold air and the black sky bringing shivers down to the younger's spine. Jimin's phone vibrated and the older hesitantly read the message that flashed on his screen.

''I hope this scared him enough. You fucked him good Jimin''.

Jimin threw the device on the couch and threaded a hand through his hair. Did... Did they see?No, this was impossible. He had deactivated all the cameras, having searched the house- especially the bedroom- countless times and Jimin was certain he didn't leave a camera. He had searched the entire room, from the ceiling to the floor, each corner, each left shelf, ...each...

''Fuck!'' he cursed out loud and climbed up the stairs as fast as he could when it hit him. He cleaned the sheets, the blankets, the pillowcases but he never checked the actual pillows. Grabbing the soft fabric with his hands, Jimin removed the pillocase angrily and began to search between the cottony fibers in an attempt to find something. He knew it wasn't a camera since they couldn't have placed it somewhere so dark but when his hands touched the small microphone, Jimin let out a clamorous, infuriated blare.

He should have known. Sure the microphones were already impacted in the cameras but of course Yoongi wouldn't trust him with the information that they had added additional microphones for a clearer sound. They heard them. They heard their intimacy, their lust, their affection... their love.

Quickly dialing the man's number, Jimin closed the door and waited for him to answer.

'' I knew you would call me. Are you worried Jimin-ah?''.

''Why !? Microphones? As if you couldn't hear him enough from all the cameras!''.

''We placed them there in case someone decided to deactivate the cameras... Hoseok's idea not mine... but I am so disapponted in you. You have grown soft. Where is the sociopath I chose for this job?'' he provoked him through the call.

''I never was one. My parents made me believe I was one, I always identified myself as one due to them and you. But I am not a sociopath...I love him. He makes me feel things that I never thought my heart was able to feel. Leave Jungkook out of this. I quit, I will make sure that he will stop writing once and for all if that's what you want just p-please... let us be''.

''You are getting crazy... You actually said please. ''It's alright. I want to... we will both guide each other, okay?'' he mocked him, the words Jungkook so sweetly used yesterday were now dripping like poison from Yoongi's mouth.

''Shut the fuck up''.

''You couldn't fully succumb, huh?'' Yoongi continued teasing him. ''Tell your 'boyfriend' to be afraid of the whisper men. The conversations in your head might be answered eventually'' he provoked the younger until Jimin ended the phone call to prevent his anger from getting released.

''Jimin... are you okay?'' the raven haired asked from the door.

''Yeah, yeah... I just saw something terrible on my phone'' he lied and let the younger enter.

''And why is the pillow like this then?''.

''I will fix it, don't worry''.

''I didn't ask if you will fix it or not. I asked why is it like this ?'' he repeated his query.

''I was ...''.

''Don't lie to me Jimin. I love you more than my life but if you ruin my trust, your ruin us'' he warned him, leaving the older startled.

''Why would you say that?''.

''I might be blinded by love but I know you're hiding things from me. I am just hoping it's nothing serious that might affect us'' he stated and with unsteady breathing he walked down the stairs letting Jimin alone and ruminative.

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''We are failing''.

''Jimin is failing... Not us'' Hoseok interrupted Jin's statement. For an odd reason, just by remembering the heated night the duo shared, his blood turned into ice. He was unable to see anything but watching Yoongi getting turned on by listening to the moans of a gay couple made him somehow grow possessive.

'''We can't kill his sister. Therefore we have nothing to hold him from. He can easily hide the truth from Jungkook and convince him to move out far away. We lose and he just wins. Insusceptible''.

''Why is that so bad? If Jungkook isn't here he can't surpass you Yoongi. Maybe this is actually the best option we have had so far and...'' Namjoon's words stuck in his throat when the edge of Yoongi's pistol touched his forehead.

Taehyung grinned slightly, knowing that he was the only one who was actually bringing his mission to justice.

''Namjoon... I like you so much but you make it so difficult. I really don't want to see your brains scattered all over the floor. Do you?''.

''No sir''.

''Good boy'' he retrieved the gun and placed it in his belt again. ''I have been hiding information from Jimin just in case he decides to play the good Samaritan. And the poor boy fell in love'' Yoongi made his way to Taehyung's lap, sitting on his thighs casually causing Hoseok to avert his gaze elsewhere. ''Taehyung'' he spoke in an undertone.

''Yes boss''.

''Looks like you have to pay a visit to Mrs. Park in jail''.

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The morning

''I love you. I hate when we are fighting'' Jimin muttered and after taking a sharp breath, sat next to the younger. ''What are you thinking Kook?''.

''I am doing everything, literally everything possible to make this work. I asked you to live with me, I am trying to cut down smoking because of you, I am writing something totally different from the prototype just so you won't feel controlled, I even bottomed for you when all I wanted was to make you feel good...''.

''Didn't you enjoy it?''.

''Of course I did, it was the best night I ever had... but that's not the point Jimin. I am so sorry to say this but I have this thought that you hide so many things from me yet I think you have a reason you do so. I don't care if they are negligible to you, you can always tell me what troubles you... at least that's how I think relationships should work. I promised I would do everything you asked me and all I am asking of you is to be real with me. With us'' the younger looked himself in the mirror, staring at their reflection.

''If I asked you to run away with me, would you do that?'' Jimin's chest rose and fell with rapid breaths.

''I... I would. If there was a good reason, I would''.

''Look at us'' Jimin turned his gaze to the mirror. Their hands were intertwined as if love was locked between their fingers. Jimin swore that if he could stare deeper in the glass, he would see Jungkook unlocking his hand from his and leaving him forever. ''What do you see? Don't you see two men in love?''.

''I see two lost souls trying to find themselves in each other. Mine would bleed for yours but you would have caused the bleeding in the first place''.

'You think I will hurt you? The person I love?''.

Jungkook didn't reply to him, the silence replacing his answer. A quietness that spoke a thousand words that Jimin didn't want to hear. Maybe, the boy began to understand. Certainly not this entire fabrication but definitely the fact that he wasn't the man Jungkook believed he was.

Out of all the souls in the world, why did his have to find true love in the eyes of Jeon Jungkook?

How did heavy manipulation turn to everlasting love and adoration?

''I am trying to make things work for us too Kook. I try... and fail. I miserably fail'' Jimin shouted before the younger left the room. The blond quickly followed him knowing that even if he didn't aim for a fight, his yelling had the exact opposite result.

''Do you know why I was a loner Jimin?'' he asked the blond. ''Because I found nobody to share my loneliness with''.

''I will stay with you, I cherish you more than anything else in my life''.

''I kn-know'' he stuttered.

''I do... I... People don't say goodbye to the ones they love, you taught me this''.

And as if the situation couldn't get worse for the older, the picture of his sister handcuffed behind bars popped on his screen causing more chaos in his mind. He was in a dilemma; either his sister or Jungkook.

Perhaps letting go off the younger was the one and only solution after all.

Had he stayed with Jungkook, his sister would spend the rest of her life in jail. Saving his sister and turning the boy insane to the point of mental disability, would break his heart. Only one answer remained in his head.

He was going to make the younger hate him so much to the point of Jungkook initiating their break-up. He was going to make the raven haired despise writing as well. And then he would leave, having succeeded his mission one way or another. Yoongi would give him his fair share of the job and afterwards, Park Jimin would disappear from the map called world.

It's easier said than done...