I step foot inside Jungkook's mansion and gasp as I look around the lobby. It's completely different interior now. The entire place is made up of dark shades, and the floor is made up of white marble. It's even more luxurious than the last time. Every area of the house is decorated with gold, precious marbles, silver and spectacular lighting design.
The stairs that lead up to the upstairs bedrooms are still on the left but is changed into black suspended stairs. On the right is still the same doors that opens to his office and has about ten of his soldiers standing guard.
"Woah," Yoongi looks around wide-eyed, not caring at all about the ten guards watching him like a hawk as they stand at the office doors.
As astonish as I am, I don't know why I feel a sudden sadness missing the hold design. This just feels so completely different from when I had lived here. It's like coming to a completely different house.
"Baby, are you okay?" Jimin asks, as he tightens his hand on mine.
I nod my head, giving him a weak smile. Then I glance back around the place that I use to call home, feeling nostalgia mix with a hint of pain. I never thought I would be back here again. But here I am again but this time Jimin and the boys are with me.
"I never in a million years would have thought that one day we would be living with our enemies," Yoongi says as he turns his focus on Jimin and I.
"This place is even bigger than it looks from the inside," Namjoon looks amazed as he looks around.
I notice Jimin isn't looking around because he's admiring the place but looking for something else—the cameras.
I turn my focus ahead and it reveals an open and wider view of the living room. Jimin starts walking towards it as I follow beside him along with the boys.
I glance around, not even feeling anything nostalgic because the entire place is completely different now. No trace of the past.
Suddenly loud footsteps comes our way in the living room and it soon reveals Jungkook with Taehyung beside him while Jin and Hoseok are behind.
All of us come face to face with each other and I feel a sudden dreadful feeling in the pit of my stomach, knowing this might not be the greatest idea to have the K-Gods and Blackjack Syndicate in one place.
I gulp as I shift my eyes back and forth between the K-Gods and Blackjacks, hoping they don't fight at this moment especially when we just got in. But they are all intensely glaring at one another as if they're studying each other, looking suspicious and wary.
Yoongi suddenly clears his throat breaking the tense icy silence. "So uh...are we having a staring competition here or what?"
Jungkook harshly sighs. "There's a set of rules that all of you must obey."
Rules?
Yoongi opens his mouth to speak, which I know he's going to say something bad but Jungkook immediately says, "One of the rules is that we eat separately. Another is that you can only stay and roam around in the east wing and are not allowed to ever go near the west wing. Both our own guards are at the borderline keeping watch so don't even try."
"What is this, the borderline of South and North Korea?" Yoongi sneers.
"Yes, actually. It's kind of like that," Jungkook says with a low voice. "I don't trust you boys, especially the girl. There's a murder that hasn't been solve and the former suspect happens to be living under my roof."
Jimin glares at him as his hands tighten onto my hand. I know he's keeping his anger in for my sake.
Jungkook ignores Jimin's hard glare and continues, "There's times for eating meals, we all can not eat at the same time. But..." his eyes hardens. "The number one rule is that there can absolutely be no public display of affection in this house, meaning kissing or fucking. If you're gonna fuck a girl, you can't bring her in my house, you fuck her elsewhere. And if your girl lives here, I still don't give a fuck. There's no fucking under my roof. This is still my house."
Yoongi chuckles, not taking Jungkook seriously. "Does that rule apply to you boys as well?
"This is my house—my rules," Jungkook repeats sternly.
"But how would you know?" Namjoon suddenly asks.
"The guards will always be checking your cars whenever you come into this house and will not allow in any other girls except Aera and...y/n," Jungkook explains.
"How bout y/n and Jimin? I know he's going to fuck her—" I lightly punch Yoongi's shoulder before he can finish his sentence but he just laughs, giving me a mischievous smile.
I turn my focus back on Jungkook, feeling embarrassed of what Yoongi said but he still has an emotion-less expression. "No, but for real how can you stop that?" Yoongi still continues.
"They're sleeping in separate rooms," Jungkook answers with a look of seriousness in his eyes.
Jimin derisively chuckles. "She's my fiancé. We're not some high school teenage couple that needs to be separated."
"Jimin," Jungkook says with irritation growing in his voice, "You're forgetting that we made an agreement before allowing you into my house that if you're going to step foot under my roof, you will be following my rules."
Jimin steps forward with frustration but Namjoon stops him. "It's okay Jimin, I'm sure we're only here for a few days right?" I whisper to him.
"Anyways, I expect my rules to be obeyed. I will not be repeating it." Jungkook's eyes stays focus on mine for few moments until shifting it towards the boys with a cold stare. "Oh and of course, don't even go near my office. It's heavily guarded as you saw. And you're also being watch. There's cameras in every corner of this house."
"The fuck..." Yoong looks disgusted. "Are you going to be watching me in my room? And in the shower?"
"Hell no," Jungkook immediately says. "That's your own private space. I wouldn't want to look anyways." Then he turns towards Jimin, "I know you're going to have your guards guarding Y/n's room but I will also have my own guards guarding her room so that you don't try to sneak in."
"Damn, you're serious about this," Yoongi says, looking perplexed. "You sound like a father, trying to separate his daughter from her boyfriend sleeping together."
"Anyways, have a happy stay," Jungkook says with sarcasm, ignoring Yoongi. He turns to leave but turns back around and say, "Oh but for tonight we are all going to have dinner together, only because my wife Aera said so. After that it's scheduled meal times."
***
I glance out the glass wall of my room which has the view of the side of the house. It's still a great view but I wish I was back in the old room with my balcony. But that's located in the west wing of the house that's we've been strictly prohibited to enter.
I wonder how my old room looks like now since every room has completely changed.
There's a sudden knock on my door and I quickly open it, revealing Jimin with two guards of Jungkook's and another two of Jimin's that are guarding my door. Jimin looks to be annoyed as he glares at Jungkook's two guards watching him closely.
"Let's go eat," Jimin says as he puts out his hand for me to take.
The nerves that I had earlier thinking about having dinner with everyone comes back again and is now coming in full force. But I still take Jimin's hand and we both walk down to the dining table together.
Everyone is already seated. The Blackjacks on one side and the K-Gods on the other side. The K-Gods are having their own conversation, not caring at all but Aera stands up and bows to greet us.
I smile towards her as Jimin and I take our seat right across Jungkook and Aera. Next to me are Yoongi and Namjoon who are across Taehyung, Jin and Hoseok.
The table is already set up as maids come in and place many Korean dishes making my mouth water. They prepared a lot for tonight.
"It's nice to have all of us here," Aera smiles.
"Shut the fuck up," Yoongi blurts with no sense of remorse in him.
"Can you watch how you speak to my wife," Jungkook threatens Yoongi.
"My bad," Yoongi tries to hide his laugh, not having no care at all. "I said that out of impulse. It's just whenever my brain detects bullshit and when it hears your wife speak my mouth feels the need to automatically say that."
Namjoon laughs beside him, while Jin and Hoseok tries to hide their laugh. I glare at all of them, feeling bad for Aera who was so excited to have all of us here.
"Well you better watch your damn mouth especially in-front of me," Jungkook harshly says towards Yoongi. I can instantly see Yoongi clenching his fist into a ball, knowing well he wants to fight Jungkook but I give him a look to calm himself and thankfully he somewhat did.
"Y/n, I'm so glad that you're staying here," Aera manages a smile, ignoring Yoongi. "We can finally get close and get to do what sisters do."
I tensely smile towards her. For some reason she thinks I'm friends with her when I'm just being nice.
It becomes awkward all of sudden and eerily quiet as all of us chew our food and drink our red wine.
I glance at Taehyung but my eyes soon meets Jungkook's as he takes notice of me staring at Taehyung. For some reason I didn't look away as we stare at one another but I couldn't read him. Something is off about him, but before I can look deeply into his eyes, Jimin soon takes notice, making me panic as I immediately place my head down, focusing on my food.
For some reason Hoseok and Yoongi starts laughing out of no where. But then they abruptly stop as they glance at one another, looking confused. "Why are you laughing?" Yoongi sneers.
"Um, you first," Hoseok scoffs then narrows his eyes towards him. "Why were you laughing?"
"Because Jungkook has his wife right beside him but he's getting jealous over y/n taking a small glimpse of homeboy over there," Yoongi chuckles again, as he takes big gulp of his red wine.
"I'm laughing at the fact that y/n glance at Tae and Jimin got jealous," Hoseok laughingly says. "It seems like Taehyung is a big trigger for Jimin too, reminding me of Jungkook back in the days."
Jungkook gives Hosoek a hard glare until turning towards Yoongi. "First off, I could care less if she's looking at any other man."
"Mhm," Jin teases him.
"Okay y/n," Hoseok turns toward me, "Look at Taehyung as much as you want and maybe even go sit on his lap to see if Jungkook is lying." Hoseok shifts his gaze at Jungkook and gives him a mischievous smile.
My cheeks flush in embarrassment as Taehyung smirks and to my surprise Jimin didn't seem too bothered of what Hoseok said. But Jungkook gives Hoseok a cold look until focusing onto his food as if it didn't affect him.
"I like this guy," Yoongi chuckles, referring to Hoseok. "We may be enemies, but I fuck with you. I feel like you and I may actually get along."
Hoseok gives him a devilish smile as if they establish a keen friendship. He raises his glass of wine towards Yoongi and they clink their wines together.
"Hey Namjoon, let's become friends too," Jin suddenly suggests.
Namjoon glance at Jin, examine him for a moment. "Depends, I can't be friends with people who are—"
"Boys!" Both Jungkook and Jimin shout.
"It's not the time to be friendly and be all buddy-buddy here," Jimin scolds Namjoon and Yoongi. "That's not why we're here."
"Jin, don't even try to befriend them," Jungkook says looking annoyed.
It's suddenly quiet again after Jungkook and Jimin decided to rain on the boys awakening friendship.
"So when is the wedding?" Aera asks me, breaking the awkward silence.
"Uh...it's in five months," I answer.
"So far away...why?"
"Um..." I pause to think of the reason why, "because we just been busy and we're in no rush."
"I just can't wait when you two have kids," she beams. "I'll become an auntie then when Jungkook and I have kids, you'll become one too. They'll be cousins."
For some reason it just felt weird hearing those words come out of her. I didn't say anything, feeling awkward of the situation.
"How many kids are you two planning?" Aera asks.
"Uh..." I glance at Jimin, feeling a small panic arising.
"Four," Jimin simply answers for me.
"Four?" Aera repeats, looking shocked.
"Four? Really Jimin?" Yoongi scornfully says.
"Damn, four kids," Namjoon mumbles, and chews onto his food.
"Yeah you should know I'm sure you got five by now," Yoongi teases Namjoon who's minding his business, making cough on his wine.
Yoongi turns towards Jimin again. "But really...four little Jiminies running around? I can't even deal with you."
Jimin smirks. "Well, be ready to be an uncle because y/n will be giving birth nine months after our wedding night."
"Jungkook, when are you gonna plan on having kids?" Jin suddenly asks. "I kind of want to be an uncle. Kids are too cute."
"Are you stupid?" Jungkook scoffs, almost sounding defensive. "I don't plan on having kids any time soon with all these shit happening."
"True," Jin says, continues munching onto his food.
"Hey guys!"
We all turn to the direction of the sudden excited voice.
It's Yoona. "Sorry I'm late! The security guards are crazy. Coming in here is like walking into an airport."
A maid leads her to an open seat left which is at the host seat between Jungkook and Jimin.
"Yoona!" Yoongi and Namjoon greets her, while remaining in their seat.
"This house is nice," Yoona says, making herself comfortable in her seat. "I've never seen a house this massive."
"Thank goodness, you're here Yoona," I tell her.
"Of course, we're going out later aren't we?" She giggles. Then takes notice of Taehyung at the far end, as she suddenly becomes shy, playing with the ends of her hair. "Oh, hey Taehyung!"
Jin and Hoseok looks between him and her, looking suspicious but they don't say anything.
"Hey," Taehyung says with no enthusiasm.
"So where are you guys heading? Since Jimin is forcing me to be the one to guard you two tonight," Yoongi immediately says.
"We're just going to Hangang Park," I answer him.
"That's it?" He scoffs then turns towards Jimin. "Jimin? Why me? I don't want to go and hear them talk and follow them talking about girl shit that I could care less about. What have I done to you to torture me like this?"
I glare at Yoongi for having no enthusiasm coming along with us. But he still whines towards Jimin. "What's so important about them going to a park? They'll be safe, trust. It's a public place with many people around. No shit will happen....or make Namjoon go."
"Bro, don't bring me into this," Namjoon protests.
"Yeah, Jimin let Yoongi stay, we don't want him with us anyways," Yoona says. "Dylan will be there with us so we'll be fine. I'm sure he can protect us."
There's a devilish excitement in Yoongi's eyes as he looks at Jimin."Ohh now I know why you're making me go." He chuckles to himself.
"Who's Dylan?" A voice we haven't heard off, finally speak.
We all turn towards the direction of the voice and it's Taehyung looking at me. Even Jungkook seem to be interested as he glance up from his food and even pauses on eating to hear my answer.
"Dylan?" Hoseok mumbles to himself as if he's trying to remember if he knows anyone with that name. Then he turns towards me. "Why does he have a Western name? Are you friends with a white guy?"
"Taehyungie, why are you so interested in knowing Dylan?" Jin chuckles.
"Nothing," Taehyung grabs his red wine and takes a sip keeping his gaze on me until looking at Yoona making her blush. "I just want to know the man that's lucky enough to hang out with...Yoona."
"Ouuuuu," Hoseok looks between Taehyung and Yoona. "Something's going on here...I knew it."
"Who's Dylan?" Jungkook asks again with a sudden seriousness in his voice.
I glance at him wondering why he wants to know badly. But he keeps a cold expression, looking as if he wants to know at this moment. Even Taehyung looks eager as he keeps his gaze on me as he takes a sip of his drink. For some reason they're both making me feel so nervous over this small thing. Why is it important for them?
"Dylan is a friend of ours that Jimin gets jealous over since he's funnier and the same age as y/n." Yoona mischievously smiles towards Jimin. But Jimin doesn't smile as he gives Yoona a cold stare.
"Oh...damn," Jin says. "So y/n you're not into older guys anymore." Hoseok chuckles beside him.
"Don't worry Jimin," Yoongi pats him in the shoulder. "I'll keep a close watch of Dylan and if tries anything I'll throw him at the Han River for you."
"Yoongi," I look at him with a scolding expression. "Stop with always making fun of Dylan. He's truly nice and means nothing. He's been Yoona and I's friend for years now. Stop trying to scare him every time you see him."
"Isn't he Chinese?" Namjoon asks.
"Woah y/n, you're into Chinese men now!" Hoseok laughs.
"What's his last name?" Jungkook suddenly asks.
"It's W—"
"Why?" I cut Yoongi off as I stare at Jungkook.
"Yeah, why do you want to know Jungkook?" Jin asks with a teasing smile.
"Well," I say, arching my brow, "You don't need to know. I mind my own business and you mind yours."
"Ouch," Yoongi laughs.
But Jungkook's eyes pierces into mine challenging me until I finally look away, unable to tolerate his hard glare.
"How do you let y/n go out like that with a guy?" Hoseok asks Jimin. "Jungkook would never allow her. Especially this late in the night."
"Well unlike Jungkook, I'm not insecure and jealous." Jimin keeps his gaze on Jungkook. "At the end of the day, I know she's mine. I'm more territorial. Jealousy is wanting something that's not yours. While territorial is protecting what I know is mine."
***
"Y/n! Yoona!" Dylan finally spots us walking arm and arm by the Han River. Yoona and I wave at him with wide smiles as he speed walks towards us. Even though it's hard to see his facial expression through his white surgical mask on, I could tell how excited he is.
He finally stands in-front of us out breath until he takes notice of Yoongi on the other side of me. "Yoongi, you're here too?"
"I didn't choose to be here," Yoongi scoffingly says, placing his hand onto his pocket.
"Jimin?" he asks him.
"Yup," Yoongi answers then looks around our surroundings as he is my bodyguard for tonight.
It's about 10 PM on a Friday night so there's many people especially our age group are roaming around the Park with their friends or significant other, enjoying their time chatting away or taking videos and photos.
"What do you guys do here anyways?" Yoongi suddenly asks.
"People just hang out here, Yoongi," Yoona answers as we continue to stroll along this cool summer night. "It's where you walk around with friends and just relaxing, enjoying each other's company."
"The sounds boring," Yoongi says.
"You should experience it," I tell him. "This is the normal thing you can actually do for once."
"Don't you do this, dude?" Dylan asks looking confused then turns towards me. "And what do you mean normal?" he chuckles and then turns back towards Yoongi. "What do you do, dude? You've been working your whole life or something?"
"Something like that," Yoongi chuckles.
Dylan may be a good friend of mine but I have not told him about Jimin and the boys are part of a Mafia because Jimin didn't allow me too. Part of Jimin can't trust him still.
"Anyways since I'm going back to China tomorrow, I got you two something." Dylan makes an abrupt stop and pulls something out of his backpack and hands out a red velvet jewelry case.
"What?" Yoona gasps as she glance down at the jewelry box.
Yoona and I glance at one another in surprise and open it together, revealing the famous gold Cartier bracelets but this one has encrusted diamonds on it.
My mouth gapes open in shock, at how thoughtful he is. "I got us matching friendship bracelets," Dylan beams, as he shows his wrist that has the exact same one.
"It's beautiful Dylan, thank you!" I couldn't help but hug him.
"You're annoying at times Dylan," Yoona places the bracelet onto her wrist, "but you got great taste in fashion and jewelry."
"Cartier bracelets are cool but...calling it friendship bracelets? Bro you're lame" Yoongi sneers.
"Yoongi, he's not lame," I scold him. "If anything you can learn a few tips from him to capture a girl's heart."
Yoongi rolls his eyes, but he stays quiet and looks around again. "Dylan, it's so thoughtful of you," I smile up at him, feeling my heart melting. "I'll keep this forever!"
Dylan smiles, looking proud and happy that I appreciated it. "I felt bad for your birthday present so I actually got you something better. And plus I won't see you until your wedding day with Mr. Park Jimin."
Suddenly fireworks went off as we stare up into the night sky. We all gasp in astonishment, at the beautiful vivid colors exploding into the dark night as it reflects onto the Han River. It's the fireworks festival in Seoul, which is why we came to Han River.
"Wow, this is even better than the one Jimin did on your birthday," Dylan says with awe as he playfully pushes me in excitement but he pushes me too hard as I stumble to the ground.
He begins chuckling at me as he comes down to help me get up and I couldn't help but laugh and playfully hit him. Yoona and Yoongi realizes and begin to laugh along.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He continues laughing. "I didn't realize how strong I really am." He chuckles again.
"You did that on purpose!" I joke with him, still laughing as the fireworks continue to explode into the dark sky. I feel a sudden childhood nostalgia as I laugh with friends while hanging out at the park in this warm summer night.
"No, I'm seriously sorry," he continues laughing, trying hard to keep it together. "You're fine right? You didn't get hurt? Please don't tell Jimin, he's going to kill me. One little thing I do, he's out to murder me I swear."
***
"I'm going to stop by to see Jimin first," I tell Yoongi as we finally make it to the living room of the house after hanging out with Dylan and Yoona.
"Um y/n..." Yoongi says tiredly. "You can't go inside Jimin's room remember?"
"How was your night?" A familiar voice says and I turn around to see Jimin walking towards us, coming from the direction of the kitchen.
I run towards him and hug him. "It was good."
"Don't worry, Jimin," Yoongi sighs, "I kept an eye on Dylan. He didn't do shit. Just his regular annoying lame self. Although he gave her a friendship bracelet."
"A friendship bracelet huh?" Jimin looks at me then down at my wrist then brings his eyes back to me. "That's cute," he says with no enthusiasm.
"What were you doing?" I asks, wondering why he was not in his room and coming from the direction of the kitchen.
"Just work," he sighs, looking stressed about something.
"People in the kitchen. Make your way to your rooms," A random deep voice says, realizing it's from a speaker. "It's past your bed time."
"Jungkook has a fucking intercoms system in his house," Yoongi looks amazed. "We're going to need that installed at the house." Then soon he walks away up the stairs.
"C'mon baby, let's head to bed," Jimin pulls on my waist, bringing me closer to him. He leans down at brushes his sweet lips onto mine. "Too bad we're not sleeping in the same room. I wanted to fuc—"
"Guests in the kitchen," the speaker interrupts again, this time in a stern voice as if they would get in trouble by Jungkook, "You are instructed to head to your respective rooms immediately before guards escort you by force or have you kick out of here."
Jimin glances up towards the camera that is watching us and suddenly he smashes his lips onto mine with eagerness, and his tongue devours mine.
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Author's Note:
As I had warned on the last chapter of PART II that, if your heart is sensitive PART III may not be for you. As you can see it contains a lot of angst and suffering but you still don't know how it actually ends...
And towards the confusions and frustrations...all I can say is that:
One day, everything will start to make sense.
(I hope...)
And I wasn't kidding when I said to buckle up because it's going to be an emotional rollercoaster—And the ride is not even over yet.