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Jimin looked down at the ground while Yoongi spoke calmly like he wasn't there to his grandpa who was clearly angry as his fists were clinched. "See he's being trained so nicely, well behaved. Good thing you guys let him stay soft" he said just to get under his skin. Jimin held his elbow anxiously.

"Name a fucking price" his grandpa got straight to the point.

"I've actually grown fond of him" Yoongi said petting his head like a cat. "I think I'll keep him for a bit. But if you try anything. I'm taking it out on your precious grandchild" he said standing.

"Jimin follow Namjoon out" he said gently guiding him to turn. "I want to stay with you" he whispered ever so quietly that just Yoongi heard it. He instead wrapped his arm around his waist. "We're going now" he said to the opposing gang leader. Jimin threw his grandpa a look of plead and desperation to be saved before he was whisked away by the scary man.

Yoongi kept his arm around Jimin's small frame and walked out towards the car with Namjoon following them. "Yoon" Namjoon said softly and the elder turned to look at him. "Yes baby?"

"Can we go out to eat tonight?" He asked hopeful. Jimin shifted uncomfortably and looked away. "That sounds nice. We'll have to keep little bit locked away though" Yoongi said running his fingers through Jimin's hair in a condescending way.

"I'm fine with being locked in the basement. I like it better down there anyways" he said with a grumpy tone. "Aw are you pouty?" Yoongi teased.

Jimin took a step away from him staring at him like he was the worst person alive. "Come on I'm just messing with you. Let's go home and if you're extra sweet I'll bring you dessert"

"Fuck off" he said turning around and walking off down the hallway they came in and stood in front of the car until their driver opened it and he climbed in the back.

"Seriously you need to watch your fucking mouth it's so annoying" Yoongi scolded him as he slid into the suburban. He stayed silent staring out the window as they drove back to the house. It wasn't even a mansion as much as a big house. The only off thing about the place was the lack of windows. It was unsettling.

Jimin didn't respond when he was asked to get out of the vehicle. He just got out and walked inside going straight downstairs to his basement and crawled in bed under the covers hiding.

A moment later Namjoon came down and crouched next to the bed. "What wrong?" He asked softly reaching up to brush the hair off of his forehead. "Can Jin come see me?" He asked looking at the wall behind Namjoon.

"Well yes, but what's wrong? I thought you liked me" he mumbled looking at the boy as he cupped his cheek.

"You're a manipulator and you don't like me" he said turning to stare at him dead in the eyes. "Please don't play with my emotions. I know I'm just dumb and young and eventually I'll die here but please have pity" he said seriously.

Namjoon frowned softly and leaned closer to him before crawling into the bed with Jimin and holding him tightly. "I'm not like that. I never have and I'm sorry I made you come to that meeting. Yoongi needed you to come" Jimin's face was pressed against his chest as he couldn't force himself to move. He felt warm.

"Can you tell me about it" Jimin said quietly.

"Tell you about what?" He asked quite confused as he looked down at him as his hands firmly held him against his chest.

"How your weird relationship works with Yoongi dating other men" he said not looking at him and instead closed his eyes.

"It's not just me and Yoongi. It's all of us" he said softly. "I love them all"

"But how can you love someone who kidnapped you?" He asked quietly. "And how do you love so many people?"

"Unlike the others. I wasn't kidnapped. I came voluntarily. I was an account, but things happened and I just fell into place" he explained softly thinking about how Yoongi had suddenly pulled him across his desk and had kissed him only a month into working for him. And after that everything changed. "And for me it's easy to love everyone. We all take care of each other"

"But I don't get that choice" Jimin whimpered out softly. "I don't get any choices"

"You do. You have more power than you think. You just have to learn to use it" he told him. "And living with Yoongi you don't give up your freedom. He lets you do things, but always offers protection" he assured him by rubbing his back up and down.

"But he is so horrible and abusive and don't even try to defend him" he said sitting up and staring down at the elder.

"He felt completely terrible afterwards. He cried" he told the boy.

"Who the fuck cares if he cried. He was the one who did it" Jimin said sitting up a bit staring down at Namjoon who was laying on the bed. "What about me?" He asked his voice cracking.

"I promise he won't ever do that again" he promised him reaching up to brush a tear off his face.

"Who cares anyways I'll never love him and I'll never stop fighting" he said glaring at the wall before glancing at Namjoon who sighed softly.

"It will be better when you just be compliant" he was frank with him. Jimin rolled his eyes "you don't have a right to tell me to just give my life away" he snapped. "You don't understand. You wanted this life and I don't"

"Well you better get used to it" Namjoon said getting angry as the life style he chose was once again bashed. He was the calm one. He was the reasonable one. But for some reason when Jimin talked bad about them it made him feel so dirty.

"Get the fuck out and don't come back" Jimin said very seriously. "Get out!" He screamed trying to push him out of the bed. "I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!" He started breaking down and crying as he hit and pushed Joon away from him until he left the room leaving the boy to collapse into a heap on the bed.

Loud sobs left his mouth as he screamed out all of his tension into the pillows and kept crying. He suddenly felt a warm hand on his back and jumped so hard turning to look with scared eyes as Taehyung sat on the edge of his bed.