Jimin woke up to the sound of the door bell. His eyes were swollen he could barely see. The light rays that perforated through the gray curtains reflected on his face making him look more unreal. Behind him he could here someone entering the room, but he didn't dare move or turn to see who it was. It's like he already knew, he closed his eyes again but this time a tear escaped which made him pull up the bedcover covering his head.

"Teahyung is here...." Jungkook informed him before leaving and closing the door behind him. Jimin stayed in bed, he could here jungkook's footsteps fed in the quiet mansion. And that's when his heart released all it had endured. He was holding himself since, perhaps he didn't want to show how hurt he was.

Teahyung, Jimin childhood friend. He was still downstairs sitting quietly as he waited. Maybe Jimin would want to talk to him after all. He had spent weeks calling him but he never answered any until yesterday's night. Although he had answered his calls, he didn't say anything but he listened. It was as if he was sending a message to him, 'you have been calling for so many times to say something, let's hear it now' he ended the call when Tae didn't say something new.

It has now been hours since he arrived but jimin had not come downstairs. Had he eaten anything? Did he get something to drink? Is he okay? Tae was worried, but he couldn't anger him more by going upstairs. He had gone to Jimin's room one day, but it didn't end well. Since then, Jimin had forbid him from doing so. He had threatened never to talk to him again. Tae wasn't ready to lose it all. He couldn't let the man he loved since he could remember go, he was scared of what Jimin would take from him again.

He had taken his right of going near him, in his room, even going near the stairs. Tae couldn't lose anything else so he sat back at the couch feeling betrayed. He remembered the days back when he had all rights with Jimin. He could go all the way. Anywhere if it concerned Jimin, he had access to it. He was his light in the night.

Tae remembered those days when he hugged him anytime, even when there was no reason. Jimin couldn't question him. But right now, he wanted to hug him so badly, to pull off his shirt and check if the moron hurt him. He was right above his head, but Tae just couldn't even go near the stairs. Jungkook had stolen all his right on Jimin.

"I hate that bug" He whispered.

....

"Reschedule all next week. Make it extra busy" jungkook ordered his secretary. "Okay sir, but what about Thursday, sir" his secretary asked as she went to make him a cup of coffee. " I said all next week" he muttered as he sat and cross legged, swinging his chair back and forth.

"But sir, Thursday...." She tried telling him about Thursday, but he cut her off in one solid side eye which made her keep her information to herself. whatever was happening on Thursday, he wanted it cancelled. 'You think you can carry on with your stubbornness and expect me to let it go? You think you can make me jealous huh? Let's see who will hurt more than the other's' jungkook thought to himself.

" Sir??.... it's not right. What your causing him" jungkook's secretary whispered, enough for anyone in the room to hear. Jungkook swang his chair back so he could face her. His facial changed suddenly and smiled as he motioned her over. She took two steps backwards, jungkook raised his hand and motioned her again and this time, she moved forward slowly until she was closers.

He stood and went for her neck strangling her. She tried pushing him away but his large fingers had her neck.

He pulled her above the table and throw her at the side of the table he was standing. She cried loudly but nobody came for her rescue. Who could interfere in this man's business? Jungkook sat slowly back in his chair and swang it again, as if he was proud of himself. He pushed his chair backwards and he was now behind her. His large palms went through her head and in the next minutes he grabbed her brown hair making her neck bend and her face facing upwards at his own face. He slowly searched her face and rested on her lips.

The other hand moved along her secretary's bare arms, he went for her neck. Moving his hand again until he reached his first chest zip. His eyes went back on her face, her eyes were full of tears, and her cheeks had become red." You like it, don't you?" He said as he unzipped her dress until the waist level. She tried to escape but the grip of her hair tightened and she leaned back as she screamed more. His hand went down to her thighs. "Please Jungkook sir, stop" she tried to plead with him and resist his hand from touching her more but all in vein. "My brother...." She whispered but stopped immediately and closed her eyes in fear.

He smacked and bent his head until his lips were besides her ears and whispered, "you look so much like him....." He let her hair go. He stood from his chair and walked around it stop at the glass like wall that displayed a nice view. He fixed his black suit and stood steel as he pocketed his hand in his trousers before saying, " I don't actually mistake you for him, not in a million times. But Rosie, You won't tell him, will you?"

She was still on the floor in tears, hands tightly holding the unzipped dress. Her eyes were full of tears but she carried herself up as she zipped her dress and slowly walked to the door. Hearing jungkook's voice, she stopped and listened. "Rosie" he turned his head a little not enough for someone behind him to see his face and continued. " Don't ever use him as your armour again, I will not show you mercy next time." She nodded her head and assured him, " yes sir" and she was gone. Rosie didn't know what he meant when referred to his brother as "armour".

Rosie had seen jungkook since she a child. She applied for a job in his company so she could be near her crush, only to find out that he was into his own brother. It was okay, it was only a crush, it would suddenly perish with time. Until she got to know about the blood relationship between jungkook and the guy she grew up knowing. He was her brother's best friend, his sweetheart, jimin. She knew how much taehyung cared for Jimin. Everyone knew that one day they would grow up to be one person, but the devil never settles. When Jimin left for college in Seoul, that's when everything changed. He came back after years as a different person, he grew distant with taehyung. He never went back to the way he was.

Rosie saw how his brother's heart was shattered when Jimin told him about his feelings for the guy from the cursed mountain, the unknown kid. At the town festival, all town young boys and girls would gather at a sudden lake, they called it..... 'a thread between the Virgins and basins' it all began from there.

It was a night all those in their last years as teenagers longed for, being young is fun, you can escape crimes since your just a miner person. But growing up and forget being told what to do is another thing. On this, Jimin was also celebrating. They drunk, ate, drugged themselves and did all sorts of things they were forbidden from doing. But Jimin on the other hand was holding back with all the staff at the party.

He wasn't himself, it was as if he was waiting for something. And indeed he was. The lake had fog all over it and it was so cold. That's when they all saw him, he was standing in the fog, he wore black. a black over coat, adding on a black hat. All the kids turned and looked at him, the way he stood in fog, there was no boat or something that showed how he reached there. I know it's kinda weird but this gave vibes of a cursed vampire boy who flew above the lake and just stood there admiring his dinner.