The Mentor ~ {Jikook} ~ BDSM

Chapter Ten

Jimin's POV-

After dinner at a restaurant that I felt bad for making Jungkook pay for- I insisted on splitting the bill and he gave me a stern glare so I gave up- I find myself standing in a penthouse apartment, looking out the massive window over Seoul as Jungkook speaks softly on the phone in the other room.

Unfortunately, I find my mind drifting to Yoongi.

"I won't fucking have it, Jimin! What do you think everyone's going to think about this?"

"Not everything is about YOU, Yoongi! This has been my dream since before you were ever in the picture!"

"But I'm in the picture now aren't I? I thought you said you loved me." Yoongi looks away as if his feelings are hurt.

"What? I do love you, you know that.. I just want to dance and this job- Babe, it can get us a lot of money and you said you don't want me stripping anymor-"

"I don't want this, Jimin. Think about what people are going to say, baby. 'Min Yoongi living off his bitch.' It's going to ruin my reputation."

"How-"

Yoongi talks over me. "I'm supposed to be successful. You need to be the support that I need you to be instead of running off to try and get a job and stay busy. What if I need you?"

"I'll be here-"

"No, you won't be. Not if you're off dancing for a crowd on a world tour. I know this is a big opportunity. But I need you here. You can get a dancing career when my music takes off. Just let me take care of us, okay?"

That night, I threw my dream away because he promised to take care of us. But what happened as soon as his music career took off? He left "his bitch" behind. Stupid flying douchebag asshol-

"I apologize for making you wait- Is there something wrong?"

I turn away from the window and toss Jungkook an easy smile as if I wasn't just cursing my ex to Lucifer in my head. "Oh, no, I'm good. Was just waiting for you."

Jungkook's eyes linger on mine, considering. "Okay... Let me give you a tour, yeah?"

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*Later that night at about 11pm*

"This place is absolutely huge! Jin, I have a STUDY. Like a whole ass office with a view and my own bedroom with an amazing bed and a walk-in closet and my own bathroom! Is Jungkook CEO of a biggass company or what? "

Jin chuckles softly. "Something like that. Have you unpacked already?"

After unpacking everything and showering, I sit on the soft rug in my new bedroom, my laptop in front of me, on video call with Jin. He's in the den in front of the fireplace, in his pink, silk robe, a wineglass in his hand.

"Yeah. Jungkook told me to."

"Ah, okay. Where is he, anyway?"

"He told me that he was going to his office, and to come and knock if I needed anything."

"Ugh. I hope he finds time to sleep," Jin shakes his head but sighs fondly. "He's a little workaholic. But do you like him, Jimin? "

"Well, I've only been here a few hours Jin. You may have to ask me that again in a few weeks or so but yeah I like him. He's been nice so far. So hospitable... thoughtful.. gorgeous."

I think about his handsome face, his smile, that fucking lip-ring.

"Oh, mercy," Jin laughs. "You're biting your lip."