Jimin laid down in a big bed that was much too cold before he felt Taehyung slot himself behind him and Jungkook in front of him. "I'm sorry" Taehyung whispered into the back of his neck as they spooned.
"Nothing is your fault" Jimin said as Jungkook slid down in the bed to put his head on Jimin's chest. "I'm just glad he gave us space"
"I really don't think he wants to hurt us" Tae said softly closing his eyes.
"I don't think he would, but he lied. Strung us out for a year. Made us fight each other and love one another for his personal benefit. Even if he does love us that is fucked up" he grunted out.
"I know he loves you Jimin" Jungkook whispered "when we used to hang out he would talk about you sometimes and his face would soften and he'd smile"
Jimin didn't say anything just ruffled Jungkook's hair. "Doesn't matter" he replied after a few minutes "I want Jin and Hoseok and Yoongi too" he croaked tearing up.
"Me too" Tae sighed "I want everyone"
Jungkook stayed silent nuzzling against Jimin's chest once more. He had been fighting with everyone up until recently and even though he missed them he didn't want to get his hopes up that they missed him back. They probably still hated him.
•••
Namjoon looked up from his desk when a tiny knock was heard outside his door. He had left the young trio to explore his house and hadn't expected visitors. "Yes?" He called.
"Can I come in?" Jimin asked from the other side of the door. After Namjoon shouted back that he could Jimin cautiously entered and shut the door behind him.
"Is everything ok?" Namjoon asked curiously as he set his pen and paper down. "Where are the other boys?"
"Napping" he whispered softly standing barely a foot in front of the desk that separated them. " and nothing is ok"
"Elaborate" Namjoon said leaning back in his chair giving his full attention to the boy.
"What the fuck" Jimin said breaking down his face morphing into a soured expression as tears streamed down his rounded cheeks. "Why the fuck would you do this to me?" He asked "did I even fall in love with the real you?" He asked walking around to stare down at him "was anything real?" He grabbed the collar of Namjoon's shirt. In his peripheral vision he happened to glance towards the window seeing the pretty pink ashtray he had bought him and seconds before making up his mind on whether to punch him in the face he ended up smashing his lips into his.
Namjoon kissed him back with the same amount of bruit force teeth clashing and lips being sucked til swollen. Namjoon had pulled him onto his lap with ease. One of Jimin's thick thighs on each side of his hips. "Jimin" he rasped out as the younger sucked bruises to his neck "it was always real"
"I know" Jimin said kissing his lips a bit gentler "but that is no fucking excuse for what you did this past few months" he bit out. Jimin stood up from his lap hugging his arms around himself. "You made me feel used Namjoon. You're starting to make us all feel that way"
"I never intended to do so" he whispered reaching out his hands to reel him back in again. He softly rubbed up and down his sides "I was wrong and I know that" he whispered kissing his tummy "I will apologize every single day if you'd like, but please understand my perspective. I've grown up in this situation. My parents were always mixed up in the wrong crowds and I learned how to lie to get what I want"
"Don't try to guilt me into your sad backstory. Every single choice was your own" he whispered back.
"I know..." he murmured looking away quite sadly as he let go of Jimin. "Would you mind leaving me?" He asked looking away from him "please?" He asked a second later sounding a bit choked up.
"Are you seriously the one fucking crying right now?" Jimin asked.
"Jimin just fucking leave please I'm begging you" he asked sniffling now like a small child "you don't understand"
"Then fucking explain it" he snapped "I should be the one crying"
"Then cry!" Namjoon shouted "but you can't tell me how I am supposed to feel!"
"You're acting like you're the victim!" Jimin shouted back "you fucking kidnapped us!"
"It was for your own safety! I only lied and made jobs for you guys to make it seem not so fucking bad! I wanted to try and live a normal life and I found you and picked you all out. My men were getting uneasy without me near. I've had three of my best men killed just for saying anything bad about you" he glared at him "so I made fucking jobs for all of you because I love you and don't want you to be hurt" he rubbed his nose "and you are being a bitch"
"Don't try to lie to me again" Jimin glared "I am not sure I'll believe anything you tell me again"
"Get out" he glared tears filling his eyes again "I swear to god Jimin get the fuck out"
"You won't do anything to me" Jimin said standing his ground "and from the fucking sounds of it this is my fucking house now too and you can't tell me to be anywhere or do anything" He flinched violently when a staple gun smashed into the wall behind him.
"Don't fucking test me" Namjoon glared "I can and will do whatever I want"
Jimin who had never actually seen him violent towards him paled and took a step back before turning and walking towards the door almost afraid of what else he might throw at him. He ran and ran once he left and flung himself into the bed next to Kookie holding him tightly. He kept telling himself to fall asleep but he never did.
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Fanfiction"Those damn things are gonna kill ya" Jimin muttered walking in wafting the smoke away from him. Namjoon turned a bit towards the open window so the smoke wouldn't bother him. "There are a lot of things that can kill me" he rolled his eyes but the c...