[Your POV]
There's a deceiver among the Bangtan Boys.

"Fight me Jimin! You're too short anyways. What are you going to do, huh? Headbutt me in the nipples?"

"No, but you can kiss your kneecaps goodbye, Jung-ass!"

I quietly watched as Jimin and Jungkook charged at each other only for Taehyung and Jin manage to grab the two demons and yank them apart with resigned sighs.

Who, out of all the boys, could be a 'deceiver? And what were they even 'deceiving' on?

"Jungkook, Jimin, sit both your asses down," Jin grumbled, forcing Jungkook down on the ground as Taehyung rolled his eyes, restraining a thrashing Jimin as if holding a pillow.

"It was just a videogame anyways," Namjoon snorted, looking up from his books and adjusting a pair of glasses on his nose. "I don't get why you guys get so worked up."

"Jimin cheated though," Jungkook pouted.

"JiMiN cHeAtEd tHougH," Jimin mimicked, making baby noises.

Jungkook once again began to lunge only for Jin to catch the golden-haired maknae by the collar and jerk him back into his place.

"Jungkook either calm yourself right now or I'll sit on your head until you do," Jin smacked the golden-haired on the back.

I worried my lip a little. None of the men before me seemed to be hiding some dark secret it seemed. And none of them had ever done anything ever since my arrival to suggest otherwise.

"You're awfully quiet." I looked up as Hoseok came over and sat beside me quietly. "Sakura didn't do anything to you on her visit here right?"

No, she just put doubts in my head all over again among the Bangtan Boys and told me a cryptic address that could very much well be a butcher place to turn me into a human teriyaki dish.

Jimin had ensured I was uninjured after the exit of Sakura and had immediately told the other members about the encounter as they all came back one by one from work and school.

It was obvious everyone was slightly worried, and when I had mentioned the cryptic address everyone became more restless.

"Where even is that?" Jin had asked uncertainly.

"I've seen the tower before, but I have no clue what it is," Taehyung admitted.

Namjoon had decided to take Yoongi and Jin to investigate the place the next night. Until then, everyone was clustered in the house living room, not quite wanting to go to bed yet.

"You haven't mentioned the scar to Namjoon yet have you?" Hoseok asked quietly.

I shook my head. "I haven't had the right chance yet," I murmured back, trying to keep my voice as low and soft as possible. "How about you and Yoongi?"

Hoseok shook his head. "No, I was going to mention to it in the morning when everyone decided to go to bed."

I nodded listlessly.

"On another note, Y/N, why does Jimin look like he wants karate chop me off the face of this dimension?" A slightly nervous tint entered Hoseok's voice.

"Huh?" I blinked in surprise and indeed Jimin had now drawn his attention from mocking Jungkook to the two of us. I, too, was slightly surprised in how dark his eyes were at the moment with an emotion I couldn't quite place.

"No clue," I mumbled back. "Maybe he's still bitter about Jungkook calling him a shortcake?"

It had been amusing all the insults the Jungkook and Jimin had thrown back at each other before they'd actually tried to attack each other.

'Goldilocks.'

'Blueberry Shortcake.'

'You're so clumsy you'd trip and slip over a cordless phone!'

'I'm not as dumb as you look!'

'If you don't like my opinion of you- improve yourself!'

And the winning insult that made both demons stand up and begin sizing each other up for real, delivered with grand flourish from my demon babysitter himself:  "Well, Jungkook, the only way you'll ever get laid is if you crawled up a chicKeN's ASS AND WAIT!"

"Maybe," Hoseok hummed nervously as Jimin was now standing up and beginning to slowly make his way over to us. "Anyways, let's try and tell them sometime today, yeah?"

I nodded as the orange-haired demon quickly stood up and ambled over to where Yoongi was now playing the videogame against a still fuming Jungkook.

Immediately Jimin took Hoseok's place right next to me. "So, Y/N," he began in a strange silky tone as he threw an arm carelessly over the back of the sofa right above my shoulders. "What were you and Hoseok talking about?"

"Uh," my mind was already beginning to lose brain cells at the sudden proximity as well as the tone he was using with me. "Private stuff?"

"Hmm," Jimin's arm slid down from the back of the sofa to now directly lie across my shoulders. "So private you can't share with me?"

That's when it hit me.

"Jimin," I said slowly, "are you jealous?"

Jimin's jolted in surprise. "What? N-no."

"You stuttered," I straightened up, a big goofy grin beginning to spread across my face. "You are jealous aren't you?"

"Y-you're deluding yourself," Jimin sputtered, quickly withdrawing his arm and beginning to scoot to the other side of the couch.

"You stuttered again!" I crowed victoriously as the other members looked up at my loud cries.

"What's going on now?" Namjoon sighed, removing his glasses fully from his face.

"Jimin's jealous!" I pointed at my blue-haired babysitter who was beginning to grow a slightly concerning shade of pink.

"Jealous?" Namjoon frowned.

"Jealous?" Yoongi and Jungkook turned and looked up from the game.

"Jealous?" Taehyung smirked a little.

"Jeal-" Hoseok began.

"Will all you parrots shut it!" Jimin burst out. "I am certainly not jealous."

"It was bound to happen sooner or later," Taehyung stretched a little, shooting me a quick wink. "I mean, leaving Y/N and Jimin alone together, what did we really expect?"

"I think it's time for bed," Namjoon cleared his throat loudly, smacking his hands down on the table for emphasis.

"Jimin, is Y/N going to be in your bed tonight?" Jungkook grinned.

I clapped a hand over my forehead, now regretting ever opening my mouth.

"Or maybe, since you're totally not jealous at all, Jimin, Y/N can spend tonight in my bed instead," Jungkook chuckled.

Jimin's eyes narrowed dangerously, blue eyes flashing. The next second five pillows rocketed from the couch and smacked into Jungkook, knocking him flat on the ground mercilessly.

"That won't be necessary, Jungcock," Jimin stated frigidly. "Let's go Y/N."

I jolted in surprise. "What?"

Jimin tilted his head to the side a little,watching me with cool appraise. "You heard me. We're going to bed. Together."

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