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Taehyung stared blankly at the smoke that was being drawn in through the ventilation. He couldn't sleep and tossed and turned all night, and when he awoke in the morning, his mind was half-blurry. He thought washing up with cold water would be better, but it was the same.

He was desperate for nicotine due to excessive stress. He drew out an e-cigarette and smoked it, and it appeared that he recovered. His mind gradually regained its stability. After hanging his arms and legs in the bathtub, he remembered what happened last night.

The sensation that crept through his buttocks was distinct even in the middle of his confusion. Damn it. He kicked him with his feet, but he still wanted to kill him. Even after returning to his bedroom, the drug-induced desire persisted till he couldn't handle it any longer and had to go to the bathroom and fall asleep.

That was just too shameful.

"Bastard."

He spit out a curse as he glanced at the ceiling. The phone rang when he was grinding his teeth. It was a call from Wang Han. He heard his friendly voice as soon as he answered the phone. But Wang Han observed that Taehyung's voice has no energy and wondered what was going on.

"It's no big deal."

[Then why are you so down? You're not sick, are you?]

Taehyung moved his head and looked down at his crotch. There was a slight pain in the lower back, but he never wanted to talk about it because it was embarrassing.

"What are you doing early in the morning?"

[Where are you now? The GPS activated last night.]

"I used it somewhere else for a second. Send it to my cell phone from the beginning to the end."

Last night, Taehyung hid a GPS in the passenger seat of the man with the goblin tattoo. He had no idea what he was thinking. Perhaps he was curious about the guy who reminded him of his childhood, or he was curious about the reality of the group that tried to kill Taehyung at that time. He'd find out about it when he went back and checked.

"Hey. Jungkook's information that hyung gave me, is that all?"

[What are you talking about?]

He couldn't bring himself to ask if Jungkook liked men. He ended the conversation after insisting it was nothing. Taehyung, who threw his cell phone into the bathtub and stared blankly at the ceiling, got up from his seat.

He climbed up the bathtub railing and placed his hand on the ventilator. He pushed his finger down through the small hole through which the smoke was sucked out, but it didn't budge. In case he pushed it to the other side and it shifted slightly.

Oh. 

The fan plate opened and parted from the ceiling when he maintained a stable position and pushed upward with effort. He turned on the flash on his phone and looked inside; it was dusty. He had no idea where it led and it was smaller than he expected. He was wondering if he could get in.

Damn it.

With a dissatisfied expression, he replaced the plate, reinstalled it, and sat in the bathtub.

"You should've told me earlier. I have no reason not to show it to you."

It was surprising that Jungkook willingly showed the basement. If he asked him where the safe was, he would probably tell him. He guessed he was feeling something similar to his interest or a crush on him. He wasn't sure if he was teasing him for fun or if he was going to try something.