''Throughout the years I have learned two major lessons:

One. You are always better alone. When you pin your hopes on others you either end up getting hurt or dead. Two... If you want something to be done right, you better do it yourself. And now I have to add a third, the most important out of all of them. Never trust fucking Park Jimin''.

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''Why are you staring at your cigarette like that?'' the blond wondered. Jungkook was looking at the stick as if it was the dilatation of his hand. He wanted to puff on the cigarette so bad, release the hot smoke from his nostrils and let it heat his lungs like raging fire. However in a matter of seconds, he grabbed the package and furiously threw it in the garbage can.

''You know you don't have to do that, okay? It doesn't bother me''.

''I know, I know... But I have figured out that cutting it for good would be beneficial for both of us, right?''.

''Baby steps, okay? You can't just throw the package and say that you succeeded '' he smiled. Sunday today and Jimin hadn't answered a single call from his so called ''co-workers''. And he didn't intend to do any time soon. Sure he was just delaying the inevitable for later but today he just wanted to live normally for once. Just Jungkook and himself.

And then Jimin saw it. The last one...

Before Jungkook even realizing what was happening, Jimin pinned him on the door and pressed his knee between the younger's legs. Jungkook smirked when he sensed the older's tongue twirling its way in his mouth, a loud moan leaving his lips once he felt Jimin's hands tracing the outline of his ribs.

''Fuck Jimin... it's really n-not the time...''.

''Yeah? You're sensitive right here baby? That's a perfect spot to torture'' he bit his lover's bottom lip, his fingers whirling around the sensitive spot of the author's nipples.

''And I was about to go jogging''.

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Currently staring at the monitor seeing the blond man roaming his hands all over Jungkook's chest, Taehyung felt his breath stuck in his throat. Jimin probably didn't even bother replacing the bathroom and bedroom cameras and for an odd reason the camera that was above the exit door seemed to be blurry. As if it was currently getting deactivated.

Above the door.

''You fucking sly shit!'' he commented when he saw Jimin's fingers reaching directly above the door in an attempt to find the camera while distracting the younger man with his lips.

''I should have placed that shit higher'' Taehyung soughed.

''Oh my God, are you watching the free porn again?'' Jin questioned and sat next to the younger blond.

''They're hot... and they're making it harder for me to do my job if you know what I mean'' he commented, crossing legs.

''Jimin told him about Chinsun yesterday... He apparently trusts the younger too much to tell him his story. Taehyung...I think he truly loves him'' Jin admitted.

''Jin... he is a fucking sociopath. I am a sociopath. Do I look like a guy who is going to fall in love anytime soon?'' he hissed angrily. ''He had one job. And the moment Jungkook was about to fuck him, he backed away. Our best ''worker'' failed... It's not like he was going to have a bad time. Have you seen Jungkook?''.

''Looks like he is having the upper hand now'' Jin pointed at the screen, hearing Jungkook's whines from the speakers.

And within ten seconds, the monitor turned black.

''What the hell did he do?''.

''He deactivated the camera I placed above the door... The fucking cunning asshole''.

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''Why did you stop ?'' he complained.

''Didn't you say you wanted to go jogging?'' Jimin licked his lip.

''I can't go jogging with a boner... that you fucking caused'' he grabbed Jimin's neck forcefully and kissed his lips again.

''Go upstairs and wait for me, okay?'' he pleaded.

''In the bathroom?'' he questioned with a teasing smirk.

''Can't hide my fetishes. Getting a blowjob in the bathtub is the best thing in the world'' Jimin winked and chuckled when he saw Jungkook running upstairs eagerly.

With a dim smirk Jimin grabbed the tiny device and threw it on the ground, stomping on it with his feet crushing it into pieces. And with perfunctory steps he ran to the bookcase and reached the exact spot where he had placed the camera the first time he stepped foot on this house as Park Jimin. Searching somewhere in the left corner of the bookshelf, neglecting the dust in the corners, Jimin found the camera and turned it off, following the exact same procedure he did with the previous one.

Grabbing all the pieces in his hands, he threw them in the garbage can and filled it with papers afterwards to cover the surface. Not knowing where the other devices were and smiling with the thought that he had left the flustered younger waiting for him, Jimin ran to the bathroom finally feeling free to love since nobody apart from Jungkook's lovely amber eyes were watching him.

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''You know you can bring your clothes here, right? I told you my house is your house now''.

''Kook, this is your place. I may bring my clothes but I won't change the entire place'' he playfully slapped his neck.

''But I want you to be happy here''.

''Well maybe home for me isn't the place I am living in but the person that occupies my heart'' he arched his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth rapidly turning into a beam when he heard Jungkook laughing his heart out.

''Why are you laughing? I meant everything I say''.

''I am laughing from happiness that's all... It's my first time being in love and is it bad that I want it to be the last? I can imagine loving someone else when you exist in the world''.

''Are these the side effects of getting a blowjob?'' Jimin inquired, rolling a hand through his locks.

''You are really good at this ''job''. However, you still don't want me to reciprocate the gesture''.

''Don't worry. The time will come... Hope you don't suck'' he teased him, smiling with how perverted the line sounded in his head.

''I suck well, don't worry'' the raven haired smirked, poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue.

''Here's a thing from my experience. Say two tops meet each other, right? Sex will be good but both of them will be trying to gain dominance which isn't particularly cool. Then imagine two bottoms trying to have sex. That's a whole other story cause someone needs to compromise eventually. But switches...'' he licked his lips, ''switches can select, choose if they want to be receivers or takers''.

''Is this a way of convincing me to bottom?''.

''It might...'' his response got interrupted when he heard the bell. Jimin's hands instantly turned sweaty, feeling his heart's palpitations increasing. Jungkook sighed in frustration yet he stood up to open the door.

''Kook! Do you have any idea who it might be?''.

''That's why I will check through the eyehole first'' Jungkook muttered. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets when he saw Hoseok knocking at his entrance. His face turned red, not knowing if he should open or not.

''Who is it?'' the older questioned.

Both of them afraid, each one because of their own reasons, Jimin and Jungkook just sat there staring at each other as if speaking actual words was the most difficult task out of everything. And Hoseok's voice made things even worse.

''Will you just let me in? I just want to talk to you... I know you are in there Jungkook, let me in for fuck's sake'' he yelled and continued knocking on the gate.

The blond was internally praying for Jungkook not to open being certain that Hoseok would say something he didin't want to hear. Luckily, the younger was thinking of the exact same thing. He didn't want to give off the idea that before Jimin he was sleeping around. Although now that he was thinking about it Jimin already knew that. And he had to confront Hoseok eventually. Stabilizing his breathing, Jungkook reached for the doorknob, the sight bringing panic to Jimin.

''Are you going to open?'' Jimin said under his breath.

''He will probably swear at me but I will explain everything the moment he leaves, okay?''.

Trying to seem as unfazed as possible, Jungkook opened the door only to be met by a gorgeous pair of eyes and a wide smile. Hoseok looked so cheerful especially when he brought his hand forward for a hearty handshake. To say that Jungkook had regretted telling him everything that he had once blundered would be an understament. However Hoseok's next words took him completely off guard.

''Hi Jungkook and sorry to bother you. I just needed to ask... Is Jimin here by any chance?'' he asked lowly yet audibly enough for the raven haired to understand.

''You... How do... Do you know Jimin?''.

''I asked a question yet you are replying back with another one. I don't think it works like that'' he damped his lips with his tongue. And with the corner of his eyes he got a glimpse of the blond. Jimin was staring at him with a cold death stare, his nails almost piercing his skin. Hoseok got slightly frightened when he saw blood running from Jimin's palms all the way to the floor. It was frightening, how easily he was getting triggered when he thought Jungkook was in danger...

''I asked you a question Hoseok... how...'' he didn't manage to finish his query when he saw Jimin pushing Hoseok outside and locking the door afterwards. ''Jimin, what the hell?'' the younger yelled from inside.

''I need to tell him something, okay Kook? Give me some time'' he pleaded. Dragging Hoseok away from the veranda, he shoved him onto the nearest wall with no regret in his eyes or heart. Jungkook's curiousity had been eating him alive so he slightly opened the curtains to see what was happening. He couldn't hear a single thing however his eyes opened widely due to the sight. Jimin didn't give off a violent persona. But as time passed Jungkook realized that he didn't know his boyfriend as well as he would like.

''Looks like you have him wrapped around your finger... You did your job for once!'' he pushed Jimin backwards, making him slightly lose his balance.

''We need to end this Hoseok... He doesn't deserve this treatment. He is a wonderful person and believe it or not he has a heart. He is the exact opposite of what Yoongi had told us! Yoongi fucking lied to us''.

''I know him better than you... At least I managed to make him succumb to me. You even failed to do that. Is it so difficult to open your legs? You almost allowed a man to do that in the past'' he challenged him. Jimin saw the blood running from his hand but he tried to remain calm despite the vulgarity. He was trying for Jungkook. He had to help Jungkook first, not himself.

''I am ending this Hoseok. Tomorrow I will go to Yoongi and tell him I end this. I don't care if Jungkook kicks me out after finding out the truth... I know I am making the right decision for once and you can't change my opinion'' he stated. The flowing red liquid wasn't scaring him anymore, just the thought that the raven haired would hug him afterwards and whisper reassuring love to his ear, made him think the blood was actually glowing gold.

''So you think that he will fall in love with a sociopath?'' he chuckled.

''I am not a sociopath... I changed'' he whispered, his heart having trouble believing his own words. ''You aren't a sociopath either Hoseok''.

''Poor Jimin, the man managed to enter your head when this is supposedly your job. I should have expected that, knowing you couldn't even dominate him... Jin believes you fell in love with him'' he had fun at his expense.

''Well maybe I did'' he spoke before realizing his words.

''Oh my God, you fucking did?! That's so pitiful... Are you actually going to make love with a man I fucked? I must be so good at this since he actually trusted me to abuse his hole'' he mocked the younger. With rage buring his lungs like cigarettes, Jimin brought his bloody hand on Hoseok's neck, endeavoring not to break his carotids in half.

''Don't talk about him like that!''.

''I fucked him and you haven't. I am doing my job correctly and you haven't. Where is the dominant Jimin I knew? I can't even look at you... The one who would fuck the boy mercilessly? The one who doesn't succumb? Jungkook is a slut anyway, he just...'' and his eyes began to bleed hatred mixed with tears. Jimin's knuckles became one with the man's jaw though the blond tried really hard not to repeat the action.

Hoseok licked his blood and pushed Jimin backwards.

''Let me wipe that laugh of your pretty face. Disobey the boss and your sister will stay in that cell forever. She will rot in there Jimin... just like you will do afterwards if you reveal the truth'' he warned him and quickly stormed off. The blond stayed there with tears running from his eyes and blood dancing between his fingers.

''You like Yoongi too much! That's why you can't stand up to him'' Jimin shouted but Hoseok didn't bother responding. ''You judge me for falling in love when you are in the exact same situation Hoseok!''.

''Sometimes you really need to pay attention to the smallest details in order to get the bigger picture. Unfortunately, you didn't'' Hoseok mumbled to himself.

Why did he agree to be the man between the pages?