Kink (Completed)

Chapter 9: Parting is Such Sweet Sorrow

  He avoided me like the plague, that's ok I didn't blame him one bit. I'm very aware I had ruined  everything. Since neither of us are ever home I told Helen not to bother cooking lunch or dinner, to my shock she broke down crying "you both need to stop this, it's as clear to me as the nose on my face that you love each other" my jaw dropped I didn't know she even knew I was gay. She laughed "my boy I know everything that goes on in this house, you weren't hiding anything. If you are afraid to tell me because I may judge you honey you're barking up the wrong tree, Master Jeon and I have a lot in common including being bi" I frowned "he told me he is gay? So he's bi? I remember him firing a maid back when I was sick he said he slept with her, I forgot about that till you said that. Why did he lie?" she threw her hands in the air in aggravation "he didn't that's how he feels now, he met the one that makes his heart skip a beat" my chest clenched painfully it all made since now, he had fallen for someone. Probably a sub at the club, they probably had a good laugh at my expense. I could imagine them laughing as he told his lover about the clumsy kiss, like a virgin bride on her wedding night.

  She rested her hands on my shoulder "you're overthinking things" I brushed her hands off "I'm going out" I heard her sight as I headed out of the house. That moment in the kitchen changed everything, I loved him I finally would admit it but it was not to be, so I am going to shove every once of love I feel for him in the deep recess of my heart where it will never again see the light of day.

  I drove to Yoongi's with a heavy heart, I needed to shake this feeling off. I wanted so badly to be able to enter subspace, from what I have read it is a euphoric experience. You leave all your pain and worries behind and float in euphoric bliss, it sounded like heaven to me.

  I pull into the parking lot of his apartment complex, climb out hitting the key fob to lock my car. Jeon's insurance had paid him the blue book value of my car, I assumed he would get me the same car but was pleasantly surprised when I found a note on the dining room table next to a set of keys, it simply read new car is outside. I'm shocked when I step outside and find an electric blue Aston Martin sitting in the driveway. 

  I head towards Yoongi's apartment when I bump into Hoseok and Namjoon "what are you guys doing here?" they both have matching pissed off expression on their face "a better question is what the fuck are you doing here?" Namjoon asks, I shrug "I'm visiting Yoongi, do you have a problem with that?" he crossed his arms over his chest "yeah I do, he too fucking old for you to be hanging out with, he's what fifteen years older than you" I snorted "it's nine, what's the big deal? Both of you are older than me, we hang out, how is that any different?" Hoseok snorted "because we don't want to fuck you" I shot Hoseok a glare" I've known Yoongi since I was sixteen, he has never tried anything with me, but it seems like your mind is made up about him. I'll admit I'm attracted to him, if I decide next year to take our relationship to the next level so be it" Namjoon shook his head "kid, you're going to get him killed" I frowned" what the fuck does that even mean?."

  He shook his head "do you even realize how selfish you are being? You're stomping all over him without a care in the world for his feeling" I scoff I know he is talking about Jeon" oh you mean the man that took me to pay off a debt, then left me to fend for myself"  Namjoon exploded "he fucking saved you from your perverted father, he was letting pedophiles take nude pictures of you, don't believe me look in his safe" I'm stunned. I open my mouth, but no words come out "he made himself look like the bad guy because he wanted to preserve in your mind the image you had of your father, so he made himself out to be the bad guy" a memory washes over me. I am in an empty warehouse, a large piece of black material is on the floor. I stand on it completely naked, two big lights are in front of me. Four men are taking pictures, as my father tells me how to pose, I'm embarrassed and try to cover myself only to have my father grab me by my hair and shake my like a rag doll" a sob burst past my lips.

  Hoseok shakes his head "what have you done?" Namjoon seems shocked himself "Jesus! Jimin I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"  I turned and ran straight to Yoongi's apartment, my chest is so tight I can verily draw air I panic and claw at my throat. I fall against the door with a loud thud, the door flings open and I fall inside. Yoongi gasp "Jimin, fuck what's wrong?" he grabs my chin fingers digging in to my tender flesh, forcing me to look at him "I am your master I order you to calm down, now" his authoritative voice snapped me out of my panic. "Now I want you to get up and walk to the couch and sit down. His voice left no room for argument. 

  I rose to my feet and walked to the couch, sitting down with my head down hands clasped in my lap. I am a natural submissive I just didn't know it, that's why even without training his voice had affected me.

   "Now I want you to take some slow steady breaths and tell me what happened" I took a few calming breaths and told him everything Namjoon had just told me, I hang my head low after I finish "my entire life has revolved around a lie, the only thing that kept me sane all these years is the hope that my father would come back for me. Now that's been taken away from me, I really have nothing left to live for."  He pulled me into his arms "that's not true and you know it, I know Jeon very well. I used to be in the mafia as well, I was second in command in Cobra the Red Dragons rival. Jeon was the leader of the Reds Dragons, we nearly killed each other numerous times." I gasped "how did you end up working at his club?" he smirked "we retired around the same time I had been working as a music producer for the last few years, but I decided I wanted to create my own. I was the DJ at my older brothers wedding then a few friends hired me for parties word got out and I blew up. He called and offered me a job, he knew I was retired. His offer was a ridiculous amount of money, we agreed to put the past behind us since neither of us is that person any longer. I don't like Jeon but I respect him, he's a harsh man, but he went out of his way to save you and concoct this story making him into the bad guy when in reality he saved you from a fucked up situation, you need to talk to him and find out why."

  My butt has been vibrating none stop. I pulled my phone out Jeon it read on the screen. I shut it off" I have no desire to talk to him I'm taking my car and his card to him grabbing some clothes then I'm gone, I'm so sick of being lied too." he shook his head "if you do at least me know where you are, I'm not going to tell Jeon".

  The drive home is miserable, my mind is racing a mile a minute. Pulling into the drive I step out of the car and walk into the house, Jeon meets me by the door "fuck off" I try to brush by him, but he grabs my arm "I know you're upset but I need to tell you something" the look on his face has me concerned "what is it?" he leads me to the living room where I'm forced to sit on the couch "I got a call about an hour ago from Helen's husband, she came home complaining of a headache and went to lie down, he went to wake her for dinner, and she was gone" I blinked "gone? Someone kidnapped her?" he shook his head "Jimin she's dead, it was an aneurysm" I sat in stunned silence, at this very moment I knew God hated me why else would he take away the one person that brought me any comfort.  

  I doubled over as pain shot through my chest, heaving sobs bursting past my lips. Jeon reached out only to be slapped away "don't touch me" I strangled out between sobs "Jimin, please just let me hold you" I don't remember how it happened but I ended up in his lap my face buried in his chest as my tears soaked his white dress shirt. I was so done with this flimsy excuse for a life.