Jeon Jungkook watched the flatmate slowly swallow porridge with a tired look on his beautiful eyebrows. He then pushed a glass of warm water towards him and said softly.

-"If there's something you wanna unload, go ahead. I'll become a trash can for you. Don't keep everything and exhaust yourself."

Kim Seokjin raised his head to look at the young man. Noticing his worried expression, Jin put on a reluctant smile to reassure the younger. Even though he knew Jungkook was much younger than him, seeing how he cared for him made Jin feel really warm and grateful.

-"You're not a trash can. You're my little brother."

-"I'm only two years younger than you, but you are always treating me like a child"- Jungkook pretended to pout sulkily.

Kim Seokjin leaned over and caressed Jungkook's chin.

-"Oh~~..isn't this a cute kid's expression?"

The little boy laughed, revealing two adorable rabbit teeth when he saw his big brother's cheerful, pampered face.

Ding...Dong

The doorbell immediately stopped their ongoing teasing game. Jungkook reminded Seokjin to finish his bowl of porridge before he got up quickly to open the door. Seokjin ate porridge while wondering who else would come here this late since he didn't have many friends and his parents were far away. Plus, they always contacted him in advance if they wished to come by.

-"Who are you?"- An angry growl outside the door startled Jin; he hurriedly pushed his chair away and headed to the door. When he realized whose the growl was, his legs froze in place. As soon as the uninvited guest saw Seokjin, he pushed Jungkook, who was in the way, and walked towards him.

-"Why did you accept Kim Taehyung's offer? And who the fuck is he?" Seokjin instinctively backed away when he saw Park Jimin walking towards him with a stormy rage.

-"Director..why..."- Jin stammered.

Park Jimin was about to step forward and grab the other's hand but another person was faster. Jungkook pulled Seokjin behind his back, blocking Jimin's intention.

-"Since you are a director, I believe you understand the etiquette of entering ones' houses."- Jungkook firmly faced the fiery eyes of the powerful CEO in the rumors he often heard.

-"NONE. OF. YOUR. BUSINESS"- Park Jimin impatiently warned him.

Noticing Park Jimin's bloodshot eyes and Jungkook's resolute expression, Jin immediately felt that the situation would soon blow up. He gently grabbed Jungkook's hand and pushed him behind to intervene in the intense confrontation.

-"Jungkook-ah, I'm sorry, but can you wait outside for a moment?" - He smiled softly to console the boy. Jungkook didn't want to leave Seokjin alone with the mad director, but he knew Jin was trying to protect him, so he patted lightly on the elder's shoulder.

-"I'm right outside the door. If you need anything, call me."

Jungkook left, leaving a scary silence.

The anger in Park Jimin's heart was swirling violently. When Jin was with him, he always put on two types of masks. One was with fear and respect, while the other was with a fakely social smile. But now, look, his true self, the one with warmness and gentleness, was for another strange boy but not him. He turned down the offer of being his personal assistant but willingly agreed to be the secretary for Kim Taehyung, the hound of Mrs. Park, who was always striving to stab this Park Jimin to death.

-"Answer my question"- Park Jimin clenched his fists to control his outburst not to hurt the other person.

-"He gave me what I want," Kim Seokjin took a deep breath, unhesitantly faced Park's angry eyes.

Park Jimin furiously pushed him against the back wall and yelled.

-"Ridiculous. Is there anything you want I can't give?"

-"Then tell me the truth about Park Yerin's death. You know who's the culprit, right?"- Seokjin suppressed the pain in his back, smirking coldly.

Park Jimin looked at his expression, frowning skeptically.

-"What do you mean?"

-"The night Park Yerin was murdered, you met her, didn't you?" - Jin carefully assessed the expression on the director's face.

Park Jimin was surprised by Seokjin's question but quickly distracted the issue.

-"Who told you? Kim Taehyung?"

-"It doesn't matter, answer my question,"- Seokjin replied stubbornly.

The rage finally slipped out of control. Park Jimin punched the wall so hard that the back of his hand was scratched. Blood started to ooze and painted red stains on the pure white wall, but he didn't care. A mad scream soon occupied the froze atmosphere.

-"Kim Seokjin! The person who helped you out of prison was me. The one who protected me from the harsh rumors in the hotel was also me. But now you're suspecting me because of a stranger? From the past till the present, everything I do for you, you never appreciate. What you care about is only your innocence. What about me? Just like a foolish, desperately pursuing a heartless person like you. I thought slowly, you would feel my love, but you are really cruel. That's it. From now on, I will do everything in my own way."

After saying that, Park Jimin lowered his head, held the back of the other's neck tightly, and fiercely swallowed his soft red lips. Seokjin turned his head in shock, struggling to break free of Park Jimin's control but couldn't move. His lips were bitten so hard that the taste of blood began to fill the mouth. He closed his eyes, silently let the tears of frustration and helplessness slide down his cheeks. When the finger holding Seokjin's chin felt the humidity, Park Jimin slowly woke up from his frenzy. He reached up to wipe away the glittering tears from Seokjin's face and then gently licked the blood from Seokjin's lips, whispering.

-"I'm sorry."

Observing Jin still remain silent and unresponsive while his tears still fall more and more, Park Jimin sighed. He stepped back to stretch the distance between them, saying in a low voice.

-"This Saturday, I will give you the answer you want."

After that, he turned on his heel and left the flat.

As soon as he walked out the door, Park Jimin met Jungkook's cold gaze directed at him.

-"Know your place. Kim Seokjin is mine"- Park Jimin tightly grasped Jungkook's collar and warned. Not waiting for the other's response, he let go of his hand.

Looking at the figure that disappeared behind the turn, Jungkook smirked sarcastically.

-"Don't be so sure, Park Jimin"