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Helding his hands jungkook dragged yoongi away from his mother. He pushed the younger harshly as they reached the room, while the older was still busy in his phone call.

Yoongi looked at him with frustration, he seriously couldn't decode the man. He was so unpredictable. Just a moment ago he was all smiley and now he looks as if he was ready to kill yoongi.

"yeah yeah whatever, you take care of it" he said and threw the phone after disconnecting the call and glared at yoongi drawing his attention finally at the younger.

"what the fuck do you think you are doing? Do you think you'll get some noble proze by acting like a damn princess!" jungkook indeed knew how to make yoongi feel like a crap.

"what?" yoongi decided to voice out, not in a mood to be treated that way, specially when he did absolutely nothing wrong.

"what? You seriously don't understand? Who told you to act like a miss goody two shoe? Can't you just mind your own business?" jungkook wasn't making any sense, nor was he intending to be understood.

The only thing he knew was that he was furious. Furious because things didn't go his way. Why would that boy even act like that. He was expecting his parents to leave dissappointed but the situation doesn't look like that anymore.

"I was just helping her and I dont Ned anyone's permission to do so" yoongi muttered, but it was loud enough for jungkook to hear. Or, you could say his bunny ears were capable to catch that frequency sound.

"permission? Actually, you do. If you somehow managed to forget. Let me remind you I bought you from your old man and anything you do is needed to be approved by me, or else you know what I am capable of" jungkook placed his finger under Yoongi's chin who was busy sulking.

"understand?" he asked and the said boy nodded hesitantly.

"words" his stern voice warned snd yoongi couldn't help but say it aloud.

Jungkook left buttoning his coat and yoongi stood there still hurt and terrified.

Soon the device lying on the table rang loudly gaining Yoongi's attention. It was obvious that the older left it. Yoongi decided to hand the gadget to who it belonged to.

He quickly held his hand out and knocked the glass over and soon the water was splattered on the device. Yoongi's eyes widen as he rushed to pick up the phone and wiped it on his shirt.

"yes sir we buried the body as you said, and the building is demolished too!" said the man from other line and yoongi froze.

Did he just picked up the call by mistake. He decided to inform the latter that he wasn't the person he wanted to give that information to. But before he could speak the line vibrated again.

" looks like the house didn't belong to the rascal. The documents said it belongs to some 'kim Namjoon'. We're trying to locate the person so that the compensation could be made but looks like the said person doesn't have any records. Sir, do you want us to continue our search? "the man completed and Yoongi's eyes widen.

It wasn't a Mistry anymore that they were talking about Yoongi's father. A part of him still wanted to believe that they weren't talking about his dad but he knew it didn't made nay sense.

The man on the other side kept calling the reciever, asking if he was still audible. But yoongi was already trembling, his knees weak as he fell on the ground witha  'thud'. Too shocked with the sudden reveal.

He couldn't believe it actually happened. Didn't jungkook promise him that he won't touch his father? Why would he kill him and even get their house demolished. Wasn't that the reason why yoongi decided to sign the marriage proposal?

Death of the only family yoongi had was tormenting his heart. He was sitting there hyperventilating, his brain still flooded with millions of questions. Tears continuously streamed down his already read cheeks, he didn't bother to wipe them off. And then it hit him.

"I-if he already k-killed dad then w-why am I s-still here?" yoongi wondered aloud between his hiccups.

Which was true. The only reason for yoongi to stay there was his father's safety from the gangster. But when the reason for his stay is no more alive they why should he suffer all of it.

Yoongi stood up with wobbly legs and wiped his tears wirh trembling hands. Still sobbing hard he scanned the room.

"how are you doing now a days?" the lady in black asked jungkook and he looked at her with unpredictable eyes.

"don't act nice. It's disgusting" jungkook spat looking at his mother with hateful eyes. But the content smile on the lady's face still remained.

"surprisingly, I don't dislike him" she agreed with an amused smile and jungkook scoffed looking at her. As if he was still expecting her to snap and say something bad about yoongi so that he could make her leave.

"he is a nice kid. Even though, I don't understand these homosexuality things but I would still support you, darling" she said stroking jungkook's arms.

Jungkook acted indifferent. Ofcourse, he did but only he knows how a hint of satisfaction spread in his heart as his mother said those words.

"I don't care about your approval as we're already married. And if you really want to act as a model mother then make your husband say the exact same statement you just said" he said bitterly looking away.

There was no way he would let her know that he was happy. Not happy actually but he was still feeling a bit of that warm feeling in his stomach.

The idea of his mom approving yoongi as his partner was enough to make him feel at ease. He didn't know what exactly but there was 'something' about the boy that made him feel things.

"don't act all salty and enjoy your day. I'll leave now" she said ruffling Younger's hair which he pulled away after a few second.

"I don't care" he said with a subtle smile making his mother give him a wide smile before her heels tapped against the floor, and she slowly moved away and jungkook's eyes followed her.

Jungkook made his way towards Yoongi's room feeling sorry for treating the boy that way. Opening the door he said.

"okay fine I agree I was-" he stopped witnessing an empty room. 'not here' he thought knocking at the bathroom.

There was no response. Jungkook sucked a deep breath as he saw the window wide open and the rope still hanging down to the garden.

He pulled the rope up and his jaw clenched with the thought of yoongi running away. He kicked the closest furniture in frustration, which happened to be the dressing table which fell scattering the mirror pieces all over.

His men came running and jungkook asked with tight jaw "Where's yoongi?" ands the room fell silent. None of them knew anything.

"ten minutes. Bring him to me or don't expect me to leave you alive" jungkook's voice was deep and Mr Lee nodded, already planning every next of his move.

"we'll make sure to bring him back sir" he said and all of them bowed ready to leave but jungkook decided to call them once more.

Looking at them with furious eyes jungkook said
"I want him alive but don't hesitate to break his legs if he tries to run away".

The room sensed suddenly before all of them left and jungkook's eyes looked out of the window which happened to be the source of the boy leaving.

"I swear you won't be able to walk anymore, let alone running away"