JUNGKOOK POV
My mind keeps rearing back to seeing a beautiful butterfly, my beautiful butterfly riding me. His clothes disheveled, his hair in disarray, his body covered with my marks, his soft and rosy lips parted, and his twinkling dark eyes that hold nothing but innocence pleading at me to kiss him.
Fuck.
I try my hardest to push all those thoughts away and ignore the painful bulge in my pants.
I talked to Hobi Hyung yesterday and asked him to gather intel about anyone who is related to Kim Jaewon. So far there's nothing and that is acceptable considering how this so-called student could be covering his or her identity.
I can be very patient when it comes to...anything. But Sae has a meeting with Viktor, the pakhan next week and there's not enough time.
After walking taehyung to his class, i go straight to the private rooms on the fourth floor of this university. The rooms your guardians can rent for 'tranquil study time', which obviously, I and my hyungs use as a hotel room.
I swipe my card over the reader and go inside my private room, and like i expected, Jin Hyung and Yoongi Hyung are already there.
Jin Hyung is tying up Yoongi Hyung's hair in tiny pigtails while he is typing away at his computer. Yoongi Hyung doesn't even sigh. We're all habituated to Jin Hyung's weird behavior and the need to always do something.
"He totally looks like Travis Scott" With that they both look at me and scowl and i snicker as i plop onto the couch.
I couldn't customize this room because it was part of the university and the fucking principal was against it. And i was too busy to do that shit anyway. Which is why the room is simple with a few paintings and 4 desks lying around.
There are a few couches and 2 large rooms without a bed. The room is completely covered with red lining just like the university but it's not dark. which is why i hate it.
"Go to your class" Yoongi Hyung grunts and i put my hand on my chest, acting like i just got hit by the strongest bullet right through my heart.
"Isn't this my room," I ask scrunching my eyes and still acting like I'm in pain. Jin Hyung smiles and shakes his head and so do i, I look at him and that's all it takes for my face to morph into the brightest one ever.
"Did you get access to my shares from Jeon Corporation?" I ask, my playful tone replaced with a serious one.
"I did. Hoseok is still trying to find the 'student' and namjoon is planning our launch for steel5."
"What?! since when?! we can pull our company up now?!" Jin Hyung squeals and i nod. The whole idea of starting a company that divulges into every possible career path was his idea and we all just followed along.
But Jin Hyung's ambitions were so strong on us that we had companies overseas dealing with my father to shut down our company and since i didn't have my part of the shares from Jeon Corporation, i wasn't financially stable enough to take care of all the damage my father caused and we had to let go of our company 3 years ago.
"Why didn't you tell me?!" He squeals again and pulls on yoongi Hyung's hair hard by accident and they both start wincing.
I laugh and pat the space next to me so that he can come and sit next to me.
Jin Hyung walks to the couch and i lay my head on his lap as soon as he sits down.
"Massage please."
He hits my head before doing just that and i catch a glimpse of Yoongi Hyung smiling while i pull out my phone.
That is rare as fuck. Yoongi Hyung had a cruel past with his parents, his mom in particular, ever since then, he turned into a rock-hard man who only cracks when he is around me and the other hyungs.
"Whats so funny?" I ask and his smile disappears like it was never there. "None of your business, punk."
"Okay chill Mr.Lawyer"
I pull my phone out and hum while Jin Hyung massages my head.
I unlock my phone and scroll through a load of bikes, assessing them one by one for 30 minutes.
After a shitload of scrolling, which i never do, and hours of screening time, i finally find 3 different websites for the bikes i like.
I sit back up and turn around, completely facing Jin Hyung.
"Okay. So, i have a serious task. And i need your help with it." I give them my cheekiest grin.
Jin Hyung is truly invested in what I'm about to say while Yoongi Hyung is just scowling.
"Don't scowl so hard hyung, i don't want to see your skull when i wake up tomorrow" and that earns me a pillow in the face.
I chuckle and give Jin Hyung my phone with the websites open.
after assessing the three different bike websites i showed him, his fingers hover over the Ducati Panigale VR 4 and i smirk.
"We have the same taste hyung. am i surprised? absolutely not"
"Why are you looking for bikes? you spoiled brat."
He hands me back the phone while eyeing me suspiciously.
To be honest, I've never had a thing for bikes. My obsession is cars and everyone knows that, so seeing me looking for a bike for the very first time might be surprising.
"Just wanted to try it out. it's a been a while anyway." I shrug and kiss his cheek before walking to yoongi hyung and when I'm about to do the same he puts his palm in my face.
"Whoa you almost dismembered this beautiful face"
He ignores my comment and i just dab him up before leaving the room.
I walk through the hallway and place my order for the Ducati before shoving my phone into my pocket.
Its takes me a while but i finally spot Jimin sheepishly smiling at his phone and curling into a ball while trying to walk. he looks funny.
I march up to him and sling my arm across his shoulder. He startles but doesn't complain.
"Hey, chicken."
He glares at me when i call him that and continues walking.
"Why are you here?"
"I might want to know something about you"
The guy who's half the size of me doesn't stop throwing daggers my way.
"Don't worry, chicken. Nothing romantic here."
He coughs before answering. "Then what do you want?"
"well well, i heard you were a sweet marshmallow but guess not." I finger my cheek with my tongue and take a long pause, still walking with my hand over his shoulder.
"What would be your friend's favorite color?"
As soon as the question slips my mouth, I'm just as bewildered as Jimin is. This is not like me. I don't go around asking students about their friend's favorite color but here we fucking are.
And the information is pretty valuable so this can be considered acceptable.
"W-who? which friend are you talking about? taehyung?"
I nod and he takes a long pause before squeaking out 'red' and scurrying away.
I grin and update my Ducati to a red one.
I'll ride a bike with my butterfly, sure thing. But that won't be the only thing he'll be riding.
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