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Jungkook and Jimin were out of the bathroom and Jimin was still in just a towel wrapped around his waist, when Jungkook pulled on his sweat pants and proceeded to dry the older's hair with the towel. The older was giggling like a little child when they heard a knock on the door.

"Come in." Jungkook called and wrapped another towel around Jimin's shoulder.

"Welcome back, kook." It was Taehyung who came to greet him in his room, as always looking like a runway model in his Celine outfit. But he raised an eyebrow when the figure sitting on the bed caught his attention.

"What is he doing here?"

Jimin was sitting on the bed timidly, shoulder hunched forward. He always felt intimidated in the presence of anyone else that else that wasn't Jungkook or Seokjin. However, he didn't know what to do. It's not like he had his own room to be. Ever since he was in the Kim Mansion, he was either in that pretty room or the hospital wing. And later he stayed in the top floor with Jungkook.

"He doesn't have his own room Tae." Jungkook replied, a small frown gracing his features. He never liked the way Taehyung distrusted Jimin. For the heavens, he knew how harmless that fluffball was.

"Ah. Ohkay. Anyways I'm here to tell you, Jin hyung is whining for you." Taehyung chuckled. Seokjin was actually throwing a small tantrum for why Jungkook was not in his room yet and how he was tired of looking at the same faces.

"What?" Jungkook grinned as he scrunched his nose and pulled on the hoodie over his head.

"Yes, hurry up. He's getting very moody and actually throwing a tantrum." Taehyung replied as he leaned on the door frame sipping on the drink he had in his hand.

"We can leave as soon as Jiminie is dressed." Jungkook said and went to grab Jimin's pants to help him in it, but was interrupted by Taehyung again.

"Actually, that can wait. Please, Jin hyung will drive Namjoon hyung crazy. We need to hurry. You know how he is." Taehyung replied.

"But Jimin cannot come just in towels, Tae." Jungkook was started to pissed at Taehyung's attitude.

Taehyung knew the younger was already irritated and he was now actually worried how he would react to what he was about to say. But no matter what, it was what it was. He didn't dare question RM in any way. So he worried his lips between his lips before speaking, "He isn't allowed near Jin hyung.' There was no easy way to break it, so he just blurted it out.

"What do you even mean Tae? He's coming with me."

"It's RM's order Kook ah. He's over protective at this moment. You'll have to understand." Taehyung muttered as he looked in his drink to find something interesting in it. He was not very fond of Jimin, no. But he knew how to read people. He just knew Jimin wouldn't hurt anyone. He saw the vulnerability in his eyes as soon as he said he wasn't allowed near Fox. but defying RM was something he dare not to do.

Jungkook knew what that meant for the older. Jimin was as excited as himself to meet Seokjin. So he immediately turned to Jimin and knelt in front of where he was sitting on the bed. "Tae, give us a moment." Jungkook said as he took the older's hands in his own.

Jimin was already tearing up. He wanted to meet Fox. He was hurt that he wasn't allowed to meet Jin. He was never going to harm him, not in this life, never. Why didn't Rm understand that? He loved Fox. No, he understood the word 'love' just doesn't sit right, but whatever. He'd not harm a hair on his body. He wanted to throw everything that he could reach for. He was on the verge of a breakdown, but soft touch of Jungkook on his cheeks kept him grounded; doesn't mean he stopped shedding tears.

"I know, I know it hurts baby. I'm so sorry. Please don't cry and let this get to your head. You are so strong and so much more, Jimin. Trust me, I'll talk to hyung myself. I'll convince him, ok." Jungkook coaxed Jimin s he wiped his tears away.

"You should go. He needs you." Jimin said as he closed his eyes to stop the tears from flowing. Crying never got him anywhere anyway. It was unnecessary.

"Let's get you dressed first. He can wait." Jungkook said but didn't make a move yet.

"No, I can wait. Go to him. I'll be fine Jungkookie. Really." He said softly with a small bittersweet smile.

As if an arrow was shot at his chest with that small smile. No, Jungkook didn't like that smile at all. He had to talk to RM to let the older see Fox for once atleast.

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"Yah, you brat. Shouldn't you be visiting me as soon as you set your foot in his house." Seokjin threw a pillow as soon as he spotted Jungkook approaching him.

"Did you want me to bring you all the germs and the smell of sweat?" Jungkook joked as he sat beside Jin. "Did they hurt you a lot?" Jungkook asked as he saw different bandages on his body.

"You think? Those motherfuckers are all bark and no bite. They didn't manage shit. Who does they think I am? I'm the Fox for a reason, and they should have known. Those ball sacks thought breaking my ribs and legs would make me scream in pain. Bitches don't know pain. It's sad Joon killed them off with a bullet. I'd have brought them pain. The definition of pain. I-

"Hyung calm down. They are dead ok. Don't waste your breath now." Jungkook interrupted the rant Seokjin was spewing.

"How are you, bub? Did you worry too much?" Seokjin calmed down and asked. He could always ignore the world when it came to Namjoon and Jungkook.

"You know the truth Hyungie. But I was confident you'd be back in a piece." Jungkook said as he hugged him carefully. "I missed you."

" I missed yo- seokjin tried holding back his yawn but ended up opening his mouth to yawn loudly.

"Did you exhaust yourself, yelling at the others?" Jungkook asked incredulously with wide eyes.

"Shut up." Seokjin protested with his already droopy eyes. He was weak after all.

"Go to sleep, Hyungie. We'll talk later. I love you." Jungkook said as he kissed the older's forehead.

"Mhm." Seokjin muttered as he closed his eyes. He really needed to sleep.

With that Jungkook marched to the Library, where he was sure to find his brother. He needed to talk to him.

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Jimin couldn't stay still in the room. He had to see Fox. He just couldn't hold back himself. That's how he decided to try and sneak in Fox's room. The need overpowered his rationality; It was bound to.

So, there he was walking down the hallway with his crutch, in just his towel, holding a small object in his tight grip. He asked a few maids if they saw Jungkook and that led him straight to the most heavily guarded part of the mansion.

The two guards at the door looked intimidating. Buff and tall with the scariest poker face. But Jimin wasn't a lamb anyway. He'd seen way too many such men in his life and knew his way around them.

He walked in front of them with the most innocent smile he could muster and his puppy eyes.

"You're not allowed." One of the guard spoke even before he could make a move.

"I know mister. I'm not here for Fox anyway. I'm just here for fun." Jimin said as he bit his lips like he knew how to.

"What do you mean?" the other one asked and glanced at his partner.

"You see, I'm the Doll. You know who I'm right? I just though I could give you guys a good time, since you're working so hard. Trust me, RM sent me here as an award. Or why else would I be here, so under dressed. Huh?" He smiled seductively as he tilted his head and pushed his butt out a little to give them a view.

The two guards looked around before giving in. one of the approached Jimin and whipered, "Are you sure you'll not break when I abused that little body of yours."

"I can take you both together, mister. Trust me." Jimin whispered back as he caressed the earlobe of the tall man in front.

"I'll go grab condoms from the room and then we can move to my room for your rewards ok. I ran out." Jimin said innocently only for the guard to tense up. He noticed and spoke again, "Oh c'mon. he's sleeping in there. I was informed. Be right back." He pushed the door in without waiting for their reply. He heard the maids talking about not disturbing Jin because he was sleeping and that little fact help here indeed.

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Namjoon was busy talking to Jungkook, debating about letting Jimin around Seokjin, not paying much attention to the cctv feeds. But a slight movement in one of the screens caught his peripheral vision. The next thing he knows he was marching towards his room with the wrath of hell. Jungkook was hot in his heels.

He barged in his room, to find Jimin sitting beside Seokjin. However, he flinched at the loud noise of the door banging and immediately hide the silver thing behind his back; Namjoon caught the glint of.

"There are reasons I never trusted you." RM was already dragging the smaller man by his arms.

"What's going on?" Seokjin asked, now awake from all the commotion.

However Namjoon was already out of the room.

"Later." Was the only word Jungkook muttered as he ran behind Namjoon and Jimin.

"Please. You're getting it wrong RM. I wasn't going to harm him." Jimin pleaded between his cries.

His legs were betraying him without the crutches and Namjoon's pace was shooting sharp pain through out his legs.

"Bring him his clothes." RM roared as he pushed Jimin out of the main door.

"Hyung, what –

"Stop, Jeon Jungkook. He was there to kill Fox and I'm not letting him stay in this house anymore. Be grateful I'm letting him leave for such a treachery." RM replied as he looked at the small crying figure with stone cold eyes.

A maid brought some of his clothes and Jungkook was about to rush to help the older get dressed but was held back by RM. RM glared at him like he intended to kill.

"But I-I'd ne-never kill – " Jimin sobbed as he somehow managed to put on his clothes.

"I fucking saw you hide the Knife Park." RM grabbed a fistful of his hair before slamming him down on the concrete floor.

"Hyung –" Jungkook tried speaking as the sight in front of him tore apart his insides.

"You will not defend him anymore, Jeon. Throw him out." Namjoon motioned for two of his men to take away the small boy away.

"If you ever step foot near my Jin, I'll torture you until you'll beg me to kill you."

Tears were trailing down Jimin's cheeks. His heart was beating fast in his chest, his lungs were fire, begging for a breath of air. His palms were clammy with sweat and sweat rolling down his forehead. Behind Namjoon, there stood Jungkook, frozen to his spot. The only person who made him feel whole, loved. He couldn't leave. Panic was starting to set inside his small body, shaking all over.

"P-p-please." Jimin begged as he knelt in front of RM. His hands joined together. When he felt strong arms trying to pull him away, with all the might he had he launched himself towards the direction of Jungkook.

That action itself took everyone off guard and there was a loud bang followed by a ear ringing scream.

RM, without a second thought and out of instinct, pulled out the Glock from his waist band and shot Jimin in his shin.

"Jungkook." He yelled yet again, pitifully.

"You were warned." With that RM walked back into the mansion.

Two guards pulled started pulling Jimin away from the door, although his bullet wound was bleeding.

"I beg you. I wasn't doing any harm. D-d-don't push me away, Jungkook."

That was the last thing Jungkook heard before the door closed in front of him. 

His love far away from his sight. 

A/N 

WELL, THAT HAPPENED. TRUST ME, BEING A JIMIN BIASED, IT IS NOT EASY FOR ME TO WRITE SO MUCH PAIN FOR HIM. GODS. 

I HOPE IT GETS BETTER. sigh 

ALSO THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE UP VERY SOON. 

SPREAD LOVE. LOVE YOUSELF.