| jimin's point of view

The boy clearly had a weakness and it was the reason why he kept coming back.

Flipping through the pages of an outdated magazine, he waited for the nurse. She was taking quite some time and Jimin was not a very patient person but he tried to hold it in with the hopes of seeing Soo Jin again.

When the nurse came back, he quickly hid the piece of gum deep in his pockets. Jimin rose to his feet and asked her about Soo Jin.

"Sorry but she doesn't want to see you. She said she's not feeling well enough to talk to you." The nurse relayed her message then returned to the charts of the other patients she was attending to before he arrived.

"Wait!" The boy caught the nurse's arm, "Let me talk to her please."

Soo Jin has been keeping herself locked inside her room for days. I don't know what was wrong with her lately? Is she trying to kill me by making me worry? The nurse said she's been really hard to deal with and that she would have problems sleeping. She refused to touch her food and becomes irritable when she was given her medicines.

"Sorry but that's not possible." The nurse replied, keeping her responsibilities in mind.

I took some bills from my jacket's pocket and conveniently slipped it on her hand, "I can give you more. Just let me talk to her."

As expected, money fixes everything.

The corridor was quiet because the patients were just served lunch in their rooms. Nobody was allowed to roam in the afternoon not until 4 o'clock. I could imagine why Soo Jin hated this place. She hated being alone and restricted.

"This is her room."  We stopped in front of a simple white door, "You can only be in there for 20 minutes. That's all the time I can buy you."

I dug my hands in my pocket once again and gave her bribe money, "Thanks."

The doorknob turned without a sound. She was curled up in her bed. Her food was on the table beside her, untouched.

"Soo Jin-ah." I started as I sat beside her, my hands going through her soft hair, waking her up, "Soo Jin?"

Her eyes fluttered open. She looked at me with a blank expression. My heart broke right there. She used to be our happy pill. She used to smile at everything but now Soo Jin was losing herself. Did I do this to her? Was this my fault? I only wanted her to get better.

"Soo Jin, what's wrong?" I touched her cheek but she slapped my hand away.

"You lied to me!" She sat up and yelled at me all of a sudden, hitting my chest weakly. "You told me he loved me!" She was having another tantrum again, sending punches at my chest but she was too weak.

"For fuck's sake, not this again, Soo Jin." I easily grabbed her arm to stop her from hitting me, "Yoongi! Yoongi! He's all you ever talk about!"

Soo Jin ceased her sobs, startled that I raised my voice at her. I never raise my voice at her but lately I was feeling the burden of everything on my shoulders. My mind was so full that I have nowhere to escape to.

"Why do I feel like I'm losing you?" I looked her in the eye, reaching for her face, "Tell me what I should do.."

She only stared at me. She's so beautiful; why can't I have her? Why can't I be the one she love?

I moved closer, putting my mouth on hers. She resisted at first, pushing me off her. I moved my hands down the side of her neck to get a firm hold of her. I was quite aggressive yet careful, watching her slowly melting in my kiss, submitting to me. I should stop. I could break her. I need to control myself but she was making everything impossible. I didn't want to stop.

Her hands clutched on my shirt, pulling me closer. She tasted like everything I ever imagined but only better. The feel of her lips and her flesh were just too real for me. I could barely hold on to my innermost desires. I just want to rip her clothes off and taste every inch of her body. I want to suck on her skin so bad. I want to hear her cries of pleasure as I fuck her against the wall. I want my name on her lips.

She pulled away and I gasped. Leaning closer, wanting more but I know I should stop. I opened my eyes before her. My fingers tracing her features, brushing over her lips, she sighed as her tears paint her cheeks again.

"I'll make him regret ever hurting you."

*

"What the hell is going on here?"

I could immediately tell there was something going on by the heavy tension in the room. I fixed my gaze at the only girl who was standing behind Taehyung. Mara.

Who else would send Taehyung's ass in berserk mode? Of course, it'd be her.

"Why don't you ask him?" Taehyung spat as he walked passed me and out of the room. I've never seen Taehyung so pissed in my entire life not as much as when he beat the living shit out of his father when he found out that he lost all their money in gambling.

I smiled to myself, entertained, "You've made quite a mess already, Mara. You really did it this time."

Hoseok appeared with a blanket and covered her wet and shivering body, "Why don't you go up to your room for now. We'll fix this."

"No." Jin disagreed. "I think it's better for her to hear what we have to say."

"Jin, she's not in the right condition to listen to any of these shit." Hoseok countered, angering the older one. "If you want to talk to her, you can do it tomorrow."

"I agree with Jin." Namjoon joined in. This is getting very interesting. "Jungkook and Taehyung never fought like this before. And if it's because of you." He turned to Mara, "Then it's serious."

"Damn it!" A voice came from behind the couch, "Why is it that when I try to have my power nap everybody decides to gather around and talk shit!"

Everyone turned their heads to Yoongi as he sat himself up from the sofa. His brows furrowed at her figure, why is she standing there? Then his eyes darted at me.

"You invited her?" His tone wasn't welcoming at all.

"I thought it would be fun to bring her along." I smiled at him. I'm a sick bastard, I know. "But I had no idea that any of this would happen. I was surprised myself."

Hoseok escorted Mara out of the room, and as she was being guided away, she looked behind her back, at Yoongi first then at Jungkook then at me. Our eyes made contact and I thought she would look away but she didn't. Quite a feat for a little girl. I gave her a smile before she disappeared, glancing back at Yoongi's face. I could tell she was worried for him.

A low chuckle suddenly erupted from me as I thought about my poor friend, Taehyung. He's hopeless.

"Why the hell did you bring her here!" Yoongi was up at my face the moment everyone was gone, his hands grabbing at my collar.

"Are you really that stupid?" I taunted further. I love teasing Yoongi. He's usually not an easy one but when Mara is involved, he just loses it.

Every fucking time.

"Are you really going to pretend you don't know?" I added with a slight smirk for whatever it's worth.

"Stop this." He said through gritted teeth. "I warned you the last time."

I let out a laugh, pushing him with enough force to make him back off, "Make me." I returned his glare. It's too late to turn back, "Or better yet. Get on your knees and beg."

*

The next morning, neither of the two boys talked. A heavy weight of tension hanging around the both of them. Mara was very worried since it was her fault that they fought. Well, not entirely her fault. She tried talking to Taehyung but the boy was stubborn.

"Mara, you almost drowned!" Taehyung pointed out to the girl.

"He didn't know I couldn't swim." Mara replied.

"And you actually believe that crap?" Mara only looked at him. Taehyung knew he couldn't win over you. "Fine. I'll talk to him."

Taehyung left her room, closing the door behind him. Mara sat on the edge of the huge bed, staring into the view in front of her when suddenly, the creaked open.

"Why are you here?" She questioned eagerly. Jimin smiled as he locked the door behind him. "What are you doing?"

"Relax honey. I just want to talk." He said as he approached her, "Are you scared of me?"

"Not a chance." Mara countered, crossing her arms across her chest.

"Then keep the defenses down, will you?" Jimin's voice softened, "I'm not here as your enemy. I know Taehyung has told you about my scheme by now."

"He didn't." That caught Jimin's attention. He thought Taehyung has betrayed him completely, "He just told me to keep away from you."

"And why do you think that is?" Jimin was now in front of her. Eyes on each other, neither of them dared to move.

"I don't know, maybe you could be a nice friend and tell me." She cocked her head to the side, making Jimin smile at her cute little arrogance.

Jimin then leaned closer and put his mouth parallel to her ears, "I think it's better that you don't know."

"Please get out."

Jimin ignored her request, he sat on the bed and propped his hands behind his back, "Are you forgetting that this is my place. I can do whatever I want, whoever I want, wherever I want." He then flashed her a smirk, eyeing her body as he bit his lower lip in the process, "Everything here is mine and soon you will be too, princess."