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Jeongguk was very uncomfortable. To start, he woke up holding Jimin in his arms. It wasn't as bad at first, but then he realized that he was being watched. Jimin's mother was on the other side of him, rubbing Jimin's hair.

She placed her finger against her lips to keep him silenced. It was very weird. He slowly unhooked Jimin from him and sat up.

He had never been in this type of situation. What to do? What to do?
Suddenly the door opened and in came Jeongguk's father.

This had gotten very awkward.

"Dinner is ready, Jeongguk, use Jimin's bathroom and wash your hands," he said.

Jeongguk nodded he got up and walked into the bathroom. He could hear them talking to Jimin.

"Jimin, dinner is ready. You have to wake up. We can't have you go back to before, come on and get up."

Before, what had happened?

Jeongguk dried his hands and walked up. Jimin was sitting up, half asleep, and looking around.

It was cute.

"Come on Jeongguk, let Jimin get ready."

He nodded and followed Jimin's dad out of the room, downstairs, and into the kitchen. It was killing him. Surely his father was upset, correct?

Jeongguk sat at the table and Jimin's father sat directly in front of him. They were the only two at the table.

"Jeongguk, I'm going to ask you a question and I want you to be honest with me."

"Yes sir."

"Who put out those pictures of my son."

Should he tell the truth and risk Jimin getting mad at him or don't say anything?

If he was being honest, he really wanted to watch Cho get his ass beat.

"Jeongguk? Be honest. Who would Jimin send it to?"

"It was his boyfriend, Cho."

"I see..."

"Jimin told me that they broke up today."

"Hm... I understand."

"I think the reason Jimin didn't tell you us is that he was afraid you were going to do something dangerous."

"Well, he was right."

"Excuse me?"

"Jeongguk, did Jimin tell you what I do for a living?"

"He said you were a CEO."

"Yes, that's correct. I'm the CEO of a hitman company."

"Oh..."

"People pay me money to hurt others. Since the day I was born, I was taught about the weak points of a person's body. Jimin has every right to be worried."

Jeongguk gulped.

"Jeongguk, I need you to keep an eye on Jimin while he is at school since I can't Report anything to me because I know Taehyung would never."

"I don't know if Jimin would like that sir."

"Jimin is too kind to everyone. He's never gotten in a fight in his life, why? Because of me. This is something I've been doing for a very long time. I don't ever plan on stopping until I'm sure Jimin has someone that can protect him."

"Jeongguk? What are you doing here?" Jimin asked as he walked into the kitchen.

"You don't remember?"

"I remember you came over here a few hours ago, I thought you had left."

"I was planning to, but I guess I fell asleep as well."

Jimin nodded to himself as he sat next to him.

"Dad, where is Jiyong-"

"Upstairs, he already ate. You two enjoy, I have some things to do."

Mr. Park stood up and left. Mrs. Park came in and opened the microwave taking out some heated spaghetti for the two. She also filled two cups with apple juice and placed them down, before leaving.

The two ate in silence for a while, before Jimin spoke.

"Thanks for letting me cry everything out."

"You're welcome."

"Did my dad ask you anything before I walked in here?"

"He just asked me about what happened, that's all. I told him you had just broken up with Cho."

"Does he know it was Cho who put up those pictures?"

"No, you don't have anything to worry about that."

"Thanks, Jeongguk."

"No problem."

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