𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐓. ✓

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 𝟷𝟹

ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴅᴀʏ

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"perfect." jungkook said, combing taehyung's hair.

tae's hair was dyed a dirty blond and styled in a wavy matter, jungkook secretly loved it.

"let's see?" jungkook turned tae around.

"wowf i lowf it." taehyung said, his mouth full of icecream.

jungkook nodded, patting taehyung's shoulder.

"can i do your hair?" taehyung asked.

jungkook turned around and quirked an eyebrow up.

"my hair?? my hairs already done." jungkook pat his own long curly hair.

taehyung picked up a hair elastic, causing jungkook to freeze.

"ohh, no. no way. uh, you keep that on your wrist and away from me." jungkook said.

taehyung laughed and chased jungkook downstairs. jungkook tripped tae and pinned him down on the living room ground.

"you're not doing my hair." jungkook said.

taehyung ate the last piece of his ice cream cone and shrugged.

"whatever floats your boat." taehyung poked jungkook's chin.

"question, what's with your mood?" jungkook stood up, helping taehyung stand.

"puberty." taehyung said, throwing his wrapper away.

jungkook stood there, thinking back. he cringed and shuddered.

"puberty.. great and a bad story for me." jungkook laughed.

taehyung eyes jungkook up and down,

"i mean, puberty went well for you! you're built and awesome." taehyung said.

"thanks." jungkook winked, looking back down at his phone.

...

"...could you turn around?" taehyung mumbled out of no where.

"no." jungkook covered his ass, and walked away.

"NO I DIDN'T MEAN THAT A DOLLAR IS STICKING OUT OF YOUR POCKE- ulchhh..." taehyung slammed his hand on his forehead.

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sejin walked around in his room, infuriated. once he heard the front door open, he ran downstairs to see his father.

"father! i want jung hoseok fired!" sejin said.

father glanced at his son, and rose a brow.

"did he not do his job well?"

"he was fooling around with min yoongi." sejin crossed his arms.

father widened his eyes,

"you mean. they are homosexuals??" father hollered.

sejin nodded.

"JUNG HOSEOK!" father yelled.

hoseok ran into the dining room/entrance immediately and bowed.

"yes sir?" hoseok said.

"you're fired." father scowled.

hoseok froze, he looked at sejin.

"wait. fired? could i ask for what?" hoseok asked in disbelief.

"for fooling around with other servants. you're fired." father growled out again.

"wait! this can't be! i wasn't-" hoseok was interrupted.

"oh don't lie now, i saw. and so did the cameras." sejin said, a hint of evil in his smirk and his eyes.

hoseok stood there in disbelief.

"pick your belongings and leave this instant." father demanded.

hoseok left without a word leaving his mouth. sejin watched him leave,

"thank you father."

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"he what?!" yoongi yelled.

"he was fired.." seokjin weeped out.

"no! he can't be!! ohh, that fucking sejin son of a bitch..." yoongi clenched his fists.

seokjin cleared his throat,

"someone trashed my room." seokjin said.

"for sure sejin." yoongi muttered, his blood boiled as he spat the name out in disgust.

seokjin sighed.

"could i stay in your room? i'll sleep on the floor." seokjin asked.

"i don't mind if you stay in my bed, i have late night duties anyway." yoongi said, rubbing his eyes.

seokjin and yoongi went down to the basement where their rooms were held.

_ ʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴀᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ

seokjin woke up due to disturbing sounds of crying. he recognized the voice somehow and got out of yoongi's bed.

he hurried upstairs and followed the noise, opening the bathroom.

"y-yoongi?!" seokjin whisper yelled.

the shorter male was naked, maroon marks all over his body, tape tightly restricted on his lips, and ropes that bounded his wrists tightly.

"oh my god, who did this to you..?!" jin kneeled down, carefully taking the tape off yoongi's lips.

"sejin."

"s-sejin needs to be exposed." yoongi cried out.

seokjin tried to carefully untie the rope from yoongi's wrist.

"jin!" yoongi yelled out.

a furniture piece made of glass was shattered on top of seokjin's head, he was knocked out.

sejin grabbed yoongi's arms, dragging him away with his mouth covered.

yoongi squirmed around, trying to yell to seokjin through sejin's hand that was clamped over his mouth.

he gave up, watching as sejin grabbed a whip and closed the door.

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