{a/n~I just love metaphors. Don't you?}

"Ah~"

Taehyung pinned Jungkook against the wall biting his bottom lip. It was amazing how fast his mood changed. Hell, after the meeting he forgot all about what he told Jungkook.

He immediately began to attack Jungkook's neck leaving no area untouched.

Jungkook moaned out throwing his head back. "Daddy, f-fuck-"

Ironically enough Jungkook felt a jolt of desire rush through him. Tonight would be his first time, with someone he just met...Is he really going to do this?

Fuck it, Jungkook thought.

He wrapped his arms around Taehyung's neck, and Taehyung grabbed him by his thighs and picked him up. Jungkook then wrapped his legs around Taehyung's waist.

Walking over to the california king bed passionately kissing each other, Jungkook slowly laid down on his back while Taehyung hovered over him.

Personally, Taehyung loved to mark his property. Therefore, hickeys were a must when it came to his sex life.

He started to suck on Jungkook's neck even harder than before causing Jungkook to moan out.

Jungkook mentally cursed himself because he knew the others probably wouldn't appreciate it.

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"What did I tell that fucker?" Yoongi groaned out putting his pillow over his face.  "The gays in this house are getting way out of hand..."

Jimin chuckled at Yoongi. "What did you expect? When has Taehyung ever had someone who he didn't use just to fuck."

Jimin sat down next to Yoongi on his bed and sighed. "So...how are you feeling?"

Yoongi took the pillow off his face and rolled his eyes at Jimin. "If one more person ask me that- I said I'm fine."

Holding his hands up in defense Jimin mumbled,"Okay okay."

"You know I've been through worst. That gun shot was nothing compared to what I have experienced in the past..."

Jimin eyed Yoongi with sorrowful eyes when he stopped talking. He saw Yoongi hold his stomach and groan out in agony. "Fuck."

Jimin reached out to help him, but Yoongi pushed Jimin's hands away from him. "I said I'm fine."

Jimin stood up from the bed. "Yoongi, swallow your fucking pride and let me help you!"

Yoongi sighed and slowly lowered his blanket that he was under to reveal his bandages. Jimin gasped seeing how much blood was now seeping through them. "Damn it, Yoongi."

Yoongi looked down and sighed. "Get Seokjin."

While this had been happening Namjoon had been pulled into Seokjin's room to talk. Seokjin didn't like the situation. He didn't like it one bit.

"I don't think he should be here."

Namjoon watched Seokjin lean against a wall as he sat down on his bed. "Oh come on the kid can't and won't cause any harm."

"So?! Do you even know who he fucking is?"

"Seokjin, you literally didn't even know his name until I told you five seconds ago."

"Yeah, then it hit me. What the hell is gonna happen when you know who finds out about him? I'm the only one who's thinking straight here damn it, and I'm not even fucking straight!"

Jimin rushed out of Yoongi's bedroom and made his way down the hallway to Seokjin's room. He opened the door to find Namjoon sitting on his bed and Seokjin resting against a wall staring annoyed at Namjoon.

"What?" Seokjin asked agitated.

Jimin was trying to piece the situation together between the two in his mind before continuing. "Yoongi needs you."

Seokjin pushed himself off the wall and made his way out of his room. He stopped and side eyed Namjoon. "Get the fuck outta my room."

Namjoon did just that and followed after Seokjin. Jimin's eyes widened. Yes, he knew Seokjin was typically like this but to Namjoon? He closed Seokjin's door back and caught up with Namjoon. "What happened between you two?"

"Hell, how should I know?"

Seokjin opened the door to Yoongi's room and when he saw his condition he immediately ran to Yoongi's side. He grabbed him by his chin and made him look up at him as he kneeled down by his side. "Yah! Why didn't you tell me?!"

"...."

Seokjin ordered Jimin to go to his room and get the first aid kit that was in his nightstand. Jimin followed his orders.

When he came back he handed Seokjin the kit and watched him undo Yoongi's bandages.

Namjoon brushed past Jimin and went over to Taehyung's bedroom. A smirk formed on his lips when he pressed his ear against the door and heard muffled moans. He knocked and laughed a bit when the moans stopped and now the only thing he could hear was someone cursing under their breath.

Taehyung opened the door ready to kill Namjoon. His hair was a mess and the only piece of clothing he still had on was his jeans. "What?" He asked out of breath.

Namjoon peeked past him and saw Jungkook blushing as he covered himself with the bed's covers. "Having fun I see."

Taehyung shoved Namjoon back so he couldn't see inside of his room anymore. "What do you want?"

"Just thought I should let you know that Seokjin is having to help Yoongi again. He looks like he's in a lot of pain. I don't think-"

Taehyung pushed past him and started to make his way over to Yoongi's bedroom.

"Why doesn't he ever let me finish my fucking sentences?" Namjoon mumbled under his breath.

Seokjin opened his first aid kit and murmured,"Yoongi, don't try to seem all big and fucking bad all the time. Its okay to ask for help and cry out sometimes. We're all human."

Yoongi was taken aback by Seokjin's inspirational words. Seokjin didn't talk much in the house, but whenever he did it was usually a smart remark. Yoongi knows it wasn't a lot but he still took it to heart. He wondered if Seokjin said these types of things to everyone in the house...or was it just him?

Yoongi flinched when he felt the cleaning solution being applied to his skin. He gripped his sheets from the indescribable sting that made him wince.

He rolled his eyes when he saw Taehyung walk into his room with Namjoon. "W-when did this become a fucking party? Might as well invite everyone. Where's Hoseok?"

Taehyung scoffed. "Not the time smart ass."

"Probably still asleep." Jimin spoke up shrugging. When everyone looked at him he cocked his eyebrows. "What?"

"He wasn't being literal you, dipshit." Seokjin retorted pulling out a new roll of bandages.

Yoongi smiled to himself. Now that was the Seokjin he knew.

"Whatever."

Taehyung sat down next to Yoongi and carefully examined what Seokjin was doing to his wounds. "You good?"

Seokjin answered for Yoongi as he started to pack the kit back up. "He should be fine. He really just needs to rest and take it easy," He turned his attention to Yoongi,"Get some sleep."

Yoongi nodded understanding that this matter was no longer a joke. It never was a joke actually but he never took it seriously until now really.

Everyone left his room and went their own direction except for Taehyung he followed Seokjin back to his room.
{I swear to god if one of you makes a joke about my babiieesss One Direction}

He watched Seokjin put the kit back in his nightstand as he questioned him. "Is he really okay?"

Seokjin looked up at Taehyung. "Well, I mean he might need a bit more stitches..."

Taehyung bit his bottom lip. "You didn't answer my question."

Seokjin laid down on his bed and took his phone off his charger. "Why are you in my room?"

"Its about Jungkook."

Seokjin took his attention off his phone and eyed Taehyung. "You really didn't answer my question."

Taehyung chuckled. "You really didn't answer mine either."

Seokjin turned his attention back to his phone. "What about Jungkook?"

Jungkook pouted as he waited impatiently for Taehyung to get back. Things were just about to exciting.

But then again who said the fun had to stop?

He couldn't wait for Taehyung anymore, so he decided to take matters into his own hands. Jungkook slowly slid his panties down.

He bit his lip as he grabbed the tip of his throbbing cock that was in desperate need of attention.

Jungkook teased himself by rubbing his tip. He threw his head back with the thought of Taehyung in his mind.

"Mm~"

He started to ease his way up then back down with a slow motion. Then he picked it up with a faster pace than before.  He forced himself to contain his moans which was becoming a challenge as he went faster and faster.

"Having fun without me?"

Jungkook held his breath and he peeked open his eyes. When he saw Taehyung standing by the door he instantly covered himself with the blanket. "I-I..."

Taehyung shook his head as he looked down at the floor. "Broke the rules already?"

"This...This was not a rule."

Taehyung walked over to his dresser. "I said 'I shall play with you as I like' not 'You shall play with yourself as you like'. Its a shame. I never expected you to be so disobedient, doll."

"W-when did you even come in here?"

"Doesn't matter."

Jungkook became tense at Taehyung's words. He became even more tensed when he saw him pull out handcuffs.

It was a strange satisfaction Jungkook had witnessing it. For some reason he was turned on even more just at the mere thought of being scared of what was to come for being naughty.

"I'm sorry, Taehyung. I didn't mean to-"

"Taehyung?"

Jungkook's eye widened. "I meant daddy. I swear."

"I guess I'm just going to have to teach you a lesson. Now don't I?" Taehyung was now standing over Jungkook dangling the handcuffs over him.

Jungkook slowly nodded.

He got on the bed as Jungkook watched him with eager eyes. Taehyung snatched the blanket that was covering him off exposing an erected Jungkook. "Take them off."

Jungkook hastily pulled his panties all the way off. Pushing them off to the side.

Taehyung handcuffed Jungkook and ordered him to turn around. Jungkook did just that.

Taehyung smirked at the sight of Jungkook's ass in the air being vulnerable. It was such a pretty sight. He leaned over to whisper in his ear. "Doll, next time follow daddy's orders or else."

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"Hey, get your ass up."

Jungkook flinched from the smack on his ass. He was still sore from his punishment last night. No, the two didn't have sex. Sadly...but Jungkook was punished. He was spanked for being so bad.

He lifted his head up and looked up to see who woke him up.

He furrowed his eyebrows when he saw Jimin. "What? Why? What's going on?"

Jimin crossed his arms. "Did you forget that we kind of go to this prison called school?"

Jungkook sat up quickly in a panic. "Oh my god, what time is it?"

Jimin stared intensely at the hickeys that were left all over Jungkook. "Don't worry. You still have enough time to get ready."

Jungkook felt Jimin staring so he awkwardly lifted the blanket up. "Well what am I suppose to wear?"

Jimin titled his head towards the bed. "Clothes are right there." He turned around and made his way to the door. Before he left he sighed lowering his head. "By the way you should find a way to cover those up. High school is brutal and God knows what everyone will think if they saw you with those."

Jungkook put his hand over his neck. Were they really that bad?

"Where is my dadd-" Jungkook quickly stopped himself.  "Taehyung?"

"Out."

Jungkook turned his attention to the clothes on the bed and was impressed. He didn't think Jimin had such good taste.

"T-thank you."

"For what?"

"The clothes..."

Jimin shook his head. "I didn't get those for you."

With that he left.

Jungkook rubbed his eyes as he got out of the bed. He grabbed the clothes from off the bed and made his way to the bathroom. He gasped when he saw his reflection in the mirror. If Taehyung didn't make it clear when they first met that he was his it was definitely official now.

He pouted until he soon remembered that he always had makeup in his locker just in case he needed any type of touch ups during school. After getting ready and dressed he grabbed his phone and walked out of Taehyung's bedroom. As he started to make his way downstairs he realized something.

Other than Taehyung's bedroom Jungkook specifically remembered Yoongi only pointing out five other rooms.

Not six.

There was another one that was in front of Yoongi's. Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows. Why didn't Yoongi bother to tell him about that one? Who did the other room belong to?

Yoongi, Hoseok, and Jimin were all on the first floor sitting on the couch in the living room just hanging around. Jimin, specifically was waiting for Jungkook so that they could leave already.

When Jungkook made it all the way down the stairs. Yoongi nodded approving of Jungkook's outfit. "Looking good, pretty boy."

Jungkook blushed. "Thank you, Yoongi."

"Where the hell are your manners?" Yoongi scolded.

Jungkook clapped his hands over his mouth. "I am so so sorry." Jungkook really didn't mean to speak so informal to his elder.

Yoongi laughed as Hoseok slapped his arm. "Yoongi, don't scare him like that."

Yoongi shrugged. "Why not? Its funny."

Hoseok shook his head. "Jungkook, don't mind this dumbass. He was just trying to scare you. You don't have to be so formal with us."

"Okay, but admit it Hoseok. It was pretty funny." Yoongi chuckled.

"Eh, he looked like a lost puppy."

Jungkook smiled at how playful they were besides of what they did for a living. It contradicted them greatly.

Hoseok stood up and made his way over to Jungkook. He pinched his cheek while saying, "So cute!"

Jungkook didn't push him away even though half of him hated being babied the other half of him loved it especially from Hoseok because he was so sweet about it. "Oh, Hoseok are you the one who bought me the clothes?"

Hoseok shook his head no. Jungkook turned to look at Yoongi who was immersed in his phone. "Did you get me the clothes?"

Yoongi did the same as Hoseok.

Jungkook sighed. He really wanted to thank the one who bought him the clothes, but so far everyone he tried to thank denied buying them.

Jimin checked the time on his phone and locked it back informing Jungkook that they should get going.

Hoseok's smile went away. "Ah, no!"

Yoongi groaned. "You can't keep him forever!"

Hoseok hugged Jungkook. "But he's like the younger brother I never had!"

Jimin walked over to the two and pulled Jungkook away from Hoseok. "Yeah, well that's too bad."

A faint sarcastic laugh was heard from Yoongi. Hoseok waved at the two that were now leaving. "Have fun at school."

Yoongi threw one of the couch's pillows at Hoseok. "You're such a mom. Sit the hell down somewhere."

Hoseok flicked Yoongi off. "Kiss my ass."

"Oh you dick! You don't baby me like that."

Hoseok puffed out his cheeks. "Because its not the same."

Jimin lead Jungkook to the garage so that they could get a car to go to school in. When Jimin opened the door to the garage Jungkook was taken by surprise. There was seven different vehicles each one belonging to a member Jungkook supposed but who did the seventh one belong to?

"Whoa..."

There was a section of a wall that contained all the cat keys and Jimin grabbed the ones that went with his car.

Jimin then unlocked the doors to his car. It was red and as stated before Jungkook didn't know much about his cars. All he knew was this one was most definitely expensive along with the other ones.

On the way to their school neither of them bothered to start up a conversation so Jungkook pulled out his phone. He turned it on and was shocked to see all his notifications.

Thirty seven missed calls and twenty eight messages.

Well what did he expect when he just disappeared and didn't tell anyone where he was or if he was okay or not. He locked his phone back and slouched down in his seat. He knew for a fact that once he returned home he would be in big trouble. He hated the fact that he had to do it, but he had to come up with a lie to tell his mother.

Not to mention the fact that when he would get to school he would never live it down. Baekhyun would give him the worst of it.

When they arrived at school Jimin parked the car and spoke up before Jungkook left. "Listen carefully. When walk in there you don't know me and I don't know you. Don't talk to me. Don't even look at me, got it?"

Jungkook's mouth went agape. "Um...okay?" He kept that in mind. He assumed that Jimin's  reputation was more important than talking to him. Jungkook didn't take offense to it though.

The two got out of the car and everyone's eyes were already on them. They started to whisper making the two uncomfortable. Jungkook looked at the ground using his hat to hide. As if that was even remotely possible. Once they made it into the school Jimin hurriedly went in the opposite direction of Jungkook. Jimin wasn't one who liked the attention, so he was the slightest bit embarrassed getting all the attention from walking with Jungkook.

Jungkook went and unlocked his locker for his school things and makeup. He was scared half to death when Baekhyun appeared out of nowhere. Jungkook put his hand over his heart. "Oh, hyung you scared me."

Baekhyun frowned at Jungkook. "Since when do you dress like that?"

Jungkook looked down at his attire. "Cute, right?"

Baekhyun nodded as he leaned against some lockers. "I saw you walking with Jimin earlier. What was that all about?"

Jungkook remembered back to the conversation he had with Jimin. Well more like the conversation Jimin had with him. "Oh that? It was nothing. We just bumped into each other."

"You know you're a bad liar, right?"

"What do you mean?"

"I saw you two get out of the same car. Don't lie to me, Jungkook."

Jungkook grabbed his binder that had all of his classes for the first half of the day and his makeup bag. "Follow me."

Jungkook lead Baekhyun to the restrooms and locked its door.

Baekhyun gasped when he saw Jungkook's neck. "Oh my god, are you two-"

"No!"

"Then why did-"

"Long story but besides that can you help me cover these up?"

Baekhyun placed his bookbag down and grabbed some makeup. Baekhyun wasn't one to judge plus he would do whatever his best friend asked him to do.

Jungkook was shocked that Baekhyun wasn't questioning him about last night. Well that's what he thought...

As he finished up the final touches on Jungkook's neck he questioned him.

"Jungkook?"

"Hm?"

"If you two weren't doing what I think you were doing then where were you last night and how did you get those? Your mom kept texting and calling me worried about you. Didn't you see her messages or mine?"

Baekhyun handing Jungkook back his blender. Jungkook loved Baekhyun with all of his heart, but there was no way that he could tell him where he was and who he was with.

"I can't tell you, but can you do something for me."

"Why can't you tell me?" Baekhyun started to feel uneasy.

"I promise I will tell you about it later. I promise. But can you please do something for me?"

Baekhyun nodded.

"Whenever I talk to my mom about last night I am going to need you to back me up and say that I spent the night at your house and the reason I never texted or called her back was because my phone died and I didn't bother to charge it."

Baekhyun stitched his eyebrows together. "Okay?"

The bell signaling that first period was now starting went off and Jungkook smiled gathering his things. "Good." He gave Baekhyun a peck on the cheek. "I will see you in third period, mkay?"

Baekhyun flashed a fake smile as he watched Jungkook leave. He didn't know what is was but everything about this situation made him feel apprehensive. Like something wasn't right. Almost as if something bad was going to happen.

Baekhyun pulled out his phone and texted someone who he had known since forever.

Me:
We need to talk