Who is my heart waiting for?

I'll take her places they ain't found yet

-Jimin-

Back home, Sully found herself deep in thought, contemplating whether she should even go to the Trendy Onyx Club that evening. Lucia and Niki had urged her to come along, to relax, to unwind with the team. But she hesitated. She didn't want to feel like a third wheel, and she had already told Lucia she wasn't exactly eager to be around Jimin.

But when Jungkook casually mentioned that Aitana and Jimin likely wouldn't show up, her guard dropped a little.

"You don't need to worry about his attitude," he assured her. "And I'd love for you to meet my new girlfriend. She's a fan of Joon and would be thrilled to meet his sister."

That softened her resistance instantly.

That evening, Sully carefully dressed in a red cocktail dress that hugged her petite frame. Her hair was styled in soft waves, glossy and fresh, and her makeup was done to perfection. For once, she felt a flicker of confidence. A rush of excitement surged through her. Maybe, she thought, just maybe, I can let go of my feelings for a first-class jerk and enjoy Buenos Aires with my friends.

Lucia and Niki arrived to pick her up, both looking stunning. When they reached the star-studded entrance of the club, paparazzi swarmed like moths to a flame. Sully's anxiety flared instantly, but Niki gently pulled her close, letting her hide under his arm. Her small frame fit perfectly at his side. Lucia, more composed, stayed close to Niki's other side, nodding politely at the barrage of questions.

Cameras flashed. Whispers followed. Who was the girl under Niki's arm?

Jungkook and his girlfriend Miranda arrived just behind them, followed by a few familiar faces from Spanish TV. The club was buzzing. A-listers and celebrities filled the venue. Couples lounged around neon-lit tables while laughter echoed from the bar, where designer cocktails were served like art.

Sully's eyes widened in awe. The Trendy Onyx Club was far more exclusive than she expected.

The team was seated in the VIP section. Seokjin and Hoseok weren't there, but Yoongi sat with a tall blonde woman in a metallic blue mini dress that hugged her figure like a second skin. Sully assumed she was a model. Haechan and Hyunjin, as usual, were surrounded by girls clinging to them like they were oxygen. The girls were openly flirtatious, star-struck, and eager.

Jungkook introduced Sully to Miranda, who greeted her with an excited grin and complimented her dress.

"You look so cute in that cocktail dress," Miranda beamed.

Sully instantly liked her. Miranda had long, wavy brown hair, light green eyes, and a single, deep dimple that showed every time she smiled. Jungkook looked utterly smitten. And Sully hoped, really hoped...he'd found something real after the pain of losing his first love.

They settled into plush neon couches, Lucia and Sully laughing along with Miranda, who turned out to be a natural comedian. No wonder she was an award-winning youth presenter, she was sharp, trendy, and magnetic. Sully and Lucia ordered non-alcoholic cocktails while the table filled with sweet and savory platters. The guys were drinking cider and top-shelf cocktails.

The evening rolled by with a calm rhythm. Sully relaxed, watching Jungkook, Haechan, and Niki dance in the VIP's private dance space. The vibe was luxurious and exclusive. She stood by the glass railing, overlooking the main floor. The crowd below was vibrant, wild. Bodyguards stood strategically nearby, blending into the shadows.

Across the way, she spotted a group of Spanish heiresses, loud and laughing as they danced on their private bartops. The atmosphere was electric... But it wasn't her.

A quiet sigh left her lips. This lifestyle isn't for her, she thought. Too much noise. Too many careless choices.

She felt someone approach. When she turned, it was Bangchan...the co-team captain.

He smiled down at the crowd, beer in hand. "So, little Sully finally decided to grace us with her royal presence," he teased, chuckling.

Sully smirked. "Hmm... I gave in to peer pressure. Between Lucia and Jungkook, I didn't stand a chance."

Bangchan laughed, always warm and kind with her. "Now I get why Joon is so protective. You really are a pretty girl, not trying to be weird. Just... it's a compliment."

She grinned. "Thanks, Chan. Namjoon would probably get an aneurysm if he knew where I ended up tonight. I told Lucia I'm not staying past midnight. This scene just isn't me."

She gestured toward a famous actress dancing suggestively with a Spanish snooker champion.

Bangchan nodded in agreement. "Yeah. You're too innocent for this scene. But hey, take it all in. Learn what you can from it. Most of the hype? It's not real. These celebs are empty inside. This club, though, owned by some producer, it's clean. No shady stuff ever happens here. You're safe."

Sully scoffed softly. "If you say so. People hide behind money and fame. See that girl there?" She pointed at a platinum blonde in a flashy silver dress. "Minister of Defense's daughter. Loud, drunk, vaping like a chimney. You'd never guess her pedigree."

Bangchan looked at her with a new kind of respect. "You're smart, Sully. I'm glad you're not getting sucked into this. Stay grounded. Stay beautiful."

She smiled as he was called away by Haechan. Alone again, Sully grabbed a small plate with snack bites and curled up on the couch, scrolling through her phone. Leeseo had texted, complaining about her makeup studies. Her lecturer was rude, disinterested, and uninspiring. Sully's heart ached for her friend.

She just wants to pass. She deserves to graduate with us, Sully thought sadly.

Her gaze drifted toward the glass balustrade, where Miranda and Jungkook now stood. They kissed softly, lost in each other. Sully couldn't help but smile ....Jungkook deserved that kind of joy.

Lucia and Miranda had clicked instantly. Watching them laugh, Sully felt a pang of isolation and an aching loneliness. I don't belong here, she thought bitterly. I'm not a WAG. I'm just... here.

She murmured to herself, "What am I doing? I don't fit in with these girls. I'm not an "it" girl."

Her eyes flicked across the room. Miranda was Jungkook's girlfriend. Suga, Hyunjin, and even Haechan had flirty girls by their side. She looked at Bangchan again, he was now laughing with a redhead in a black leather short suit. Her golden waist chain glinted under the lights. He looked like he was hitting it off.

Sully swallowed hard. Her life suddenly felt painfully boring in comparison.

Then she saw them.

Taehyung and Ruka entered the VIP section, looking like they stepped off a fashion runway. They exuded coolness, elegance, and radiance. Taehyung, with his signature curls and white silk shirt, exuded an effortlessly regal energy. Ruka, tall and stunning, boasts a high ponytail and killer legs. Sully would consider them a formidable pair.

The team welcomed them with cheers. Ruka hugged one of the girls with Haechan before heading to the dance floor with her. Sully quietly observed from her corner, invisible to most.

She sighed, her body protesting. She felt faint, pale, and deeply fatigued. Her body was warning her. She need to book another clinic appointment. Her condition was flaring up again.

Lucia finally noticed her sitting alone and rushed over, guilt in her expression.

"Suls, I'm so sorry! The dance floor got crazy. Don't you want to join us?"her face looked flushed.

Sully smiled weakly. "Omg, no. I'm wiped. Watching you guys is entertainment enough. Just don't break a heel."

Lucia laughed. "Girl, Niki said I look like a convict who just escaped from prison with the way I'm dancing."

Sully giggled. "I've never seen you move like that. And in those Louboutin heels? You're brave."

Lucia grabbed a cider and bit into a mini quiche. "These snacks are divine. And I've never seen the team so relaxed. One more week of training, then off to Italy! Are you excited?"

Sully shrugged. "Kind of. If they need someone to hand out water or manage gear, I'm available. I just... miss Joon."

Lucia nudged her shoulder. "He'll be back next week, don't worry. In the meantime, I'm here. And Miranda's sweet, right? I hope she sticks around."

They glanced at Jungkook and Miranda, still wrapped up in each other. Jungkook was caressing his new girlfriends face. She was glowing radiant.

Lucia smirked, "I heard Aitana, Rose, and Jimin went out to celebrate Rose's boyfriend's birthday on a yacht. That's why he's not here tonight. Aitana's got a FIFA World Cup photoshoot tomorrow...she's Argentina's ambassador."

Sully's eyes widened. "Wow. Aitana really is stunning. She and the jerk truly make a beautiful couple," she said softly, heart aching again. Why can't she just forget him?

Lucia raised an eyebrow, with a knowing smirk, "You think they're a perfect couple?"

Sully gave her an incredulous look. "The whole world treats them like one. Why not? They're like you and Niki...gorgeous together. He just needs to work on that foul attitude." She uttered disgusted.

Lucia erupted in laughter. "Oh, that's rich! He's got a bad boy streak, sure, but Jimin's actually sweet -wait. Speak of the devil, and he will show up in great splendor." She gestured with her eyes to the VIP entrance.

Sully's eyes move in that direction, and her heart almost plummets into oblivion. Jimin stood there high-fiving his teammates, and Taehyung was calling him over. He was clothed in all black, a designer black silk shirt, his hair glossy and combed back. He was the epitome of hot as lava. She knows he caused a meltdown with the paps outside.

That mysterious smirk and his intense eyes wanted Sully to drown in her own misery.

Why can't she have a break?

His eyes found hers, mocking and calculating. Sully felt her heart racing with the intensity of that look. Lucia was chuckling as Sully just abruptly jumped out and told her she needed the restroom.

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⚠️Trigger - mentions of substances ⚠️

But when she went down the steps, she made a beeline to the vibrant crowd on the main floor, plopping down at the nearest empty bar stool at the counter. Sully's heart was thumping as she sat on an empty bar stool.

The barman smiled at her and asked her what she would drink. She ordered an ice-cold water with lemon slices. She sat quietly at the counter, her clutch in front of her.

The atmosphere was pulsating with energy. Dancing figures around her, with their drinks above their heads. The girls were free, and for Sully, they looked too eager to enjoy what the night had to offer. Guys were around watching, waiting and smirking at the cheerful girls.

Sully has turned down few dance offers already. One from a rich American tourist, a local celebrity radio DJ, or a model of some brand. She recognized his face, which was on a big billboard around in the city.

Then there was a smooth-talking local who wasn't easily put off by her dismissive behavior. She just wanted to be left alone.

'Come on, just one dance.' He smirks, his dark, coal-black eyes intensely on her fresh face. A strange glint in his eyes.

She gave him a pointed look. 'Sorry, I'm not interested," she replied softly, her eyes dropping back to her lemon drink.

The guy smiles. "You're quite a savage girl. I'm Raul Mendoza. I'm a tech CEO on a business trip. I'm just friendly with you." He pushed himself up against her side, with a sly lopsided grin. Sully moved her body away from this intrusive man.

Sully gave him an intense, disgusted look, shook her head, and snorted. She hates guys who want to flex their wealth and status subtly. She gave him a calculated study. White crispy shirt, tan pants and jacket, average-looking guy with dark stubble. Maybe in his late thirties .Very forgettable, not attractive at all and she's not so sure if he is really that rich. His wristwatch was average, and the faint white ringmark on his finger told her immediately that he was a married guy...likely a cheater who wants to hook up during his business trips. She despised guys like him.

"Well, Raul...good for you. Maybe give your wife a call and tell her you miss her---" Sully turned back as the guy's eyes widened, but he just smirked akwardly and gave her a polite salute. Vanishing through the dancing figures.

Sully just shook her head, glad he got lost then taking a second sip from her drink.

The bartender, Mateo, had been watching her from the moment she walked down the stairs from the VIP section. Alone, distant, and clearly not used to this nightclubvibe. She was so kind of innocent, with big almond eyes that darted around and her lips pursed. She was clearly not belonging here. She looked like a delicate orchid among thistles.

He'd smile at the stunning girl when she ordered a lemon drink, which he made in front of her, and told her it was on the house. He even offered her a bowl of candy-coated peanuts, which she loved. He had checked in with her twice already.

"You good?. asking her while making some cocktail drinks.

" Yeah, thanks. I'm just relaxing. My friends are up there," she said, gesturing to the top floor where her friends were dancing, drinking, and having fun, which she clearly was not having.

Mateo smiled reassuringly and slid down the bar to serve a group of girls ordering margaritas.

When he looked back, something didn't sit well with him. The pretty girl slouched weirdly against the counter now, her hand gripping the edge like it was something that kept her upright. Her glass was still full of lemon water, but her eyes looked ...glazed. She was blinking, shaking her head until it dropped next to her clutch and glass.

Mateos eyes widened as he moved towards her; a man appeared by her side...familiar. The same guy in a tan jacket, who spoke to her a few minutes ago, stood by her side.

Mateo looked at the guy who looked very concerned. He saw Mateo standing there, and he lifted his hand. "Hey, she's with me..." The man said with a polite tone, "We had a little fight a few minutes ago, and I just left so she could cool down. But thanks, I got her. My girl Denise can be so dramatic. We are sitting in the VIP section." He gestured to where the girl showed him a moment ago.

Mateo inhaled and nodded, wiping the table as the man slipped his arm around the girl's waist just as she was losing her balance, her knees buckling slightly.

She swayed against the guy, murmuring something unintelligible. The man looked down at Sully, whose eyes were blinking, trying to focus. "Don't worry, Denise...I'll take you home."He lovingly uttered.

Mateo's instincts kicked in. "Hey, buddy. She doesn't look right. She's sweating profusely." Mateo saw how the guy gritted his teeth.

"I told you she is my girlfriend; she gets like this in a hot places. I'll just take her outside for fresh air."

"Let me get someone..." Before Mateo could finish, a little commotion started.

Three figures rush toward the guy and girl, who seem pretty out of it. She looks sick. Lucia and Jungkook happened to search for Sully and just saw her being held up by a stranger. Lucia grabbed Jimin and Jungkook and rushed down the stairs. Fearing the worst, she stormed to where Sully and the guy stood next to the counter.

Jungkook's dark eyes were scanning the scene as Lucia rushed up to Sully, where she was lying limp against the guy.

Jimin's eyes looked tense at the scene. His jaws clenched tightly as he and Jungkook approached the guy who seemed nervous.

"Sully?" Lucia's voice was sharp; it was cutting through the noise. The guy froze as the trio closed in on him. Sully could not even lift her head. Her legs dragged as the man tried to move her to the exit.

Jimin grabbed the man's arm." Let her go!" He snapped, already reaching for her arm. Lucia wrapped her arms around Sully's thin waist, pulling her away.

She was drenched in sweat, her skin felt clammy, and she looked extra pale under the club lights.

Jungkook's strong hands grabbed the man by his collar, dragging him back. "Let's talk!" Jungkook growled, heading toward the hallway.

Lucia cradled Sully, guiding her to the nearest couch. Her breathing was shallow, and her head was limp.

Lucia was tapping Sully's cheeks. "Sully? Stay with me, sweetie. Can you hear me, Suls?" Lucia looked concerned as she saw Jimin leaning over the bar talking to the bartender.

"You! Bartender! What did you serve the girl?" The bartender's eyes widen because he recognizes the star player.

"She just had lemon water." Mateo said urgently as he started to shake. He would've felt so guilty not saving the girl. "She only took two sips... I-I didn't see anything weird. I was helping someone else, and the next thing I saw, she was out of it. I swear. Her boyfriend said they had a fight, and she's always dramatic, and he wanted to take her outside."

Boyfriend!

Jimin was livid and wanted to speak to the manager and owner of the club. Jungkook looked murderous as he reappeared moments later; his expression was severe and stormy.

He'd whispered discreetly to two bouncer/bodyguards who immediately dragged the prostesting man by his arms to the back exit doors. He was yelling that he did nothing wrong.

Jimin stood with the club manager as Jungkook stood next to Jimin. "You let predators in here," he hissed. "She could've died tonight. I'm filing a formal complaint. Deemed your license on life support."

The manager turned pale as he started to shiver, recognizing soccer star, Jimin. But more his family power... The wealthiest billionaires in Buenos Aires. The Park name...connected to political figures , legacy and the highest form of governmental ties.

"Please, please, no press. The Onyx is the most popular celebrity hangout place. This is the first time this has happened. Let us keep it quiet, please. I can help you get her out from the back private exit doors," he explains, his voice trembling as he looked from one star to the other.

Jimin told him to get him a copy of the security tape. Jungkook looked stormy. More shivers inside of what could've happened to Sully, and he was the one inviting her to this place because it was a supposed safe club.

Lucia helped Sully up again as Jungkook grabbed her glass for testing, telling the bartender to bring a takeaway cup. Someone, likely that smooth guy, did something to Sully's drink, but he will not get away with it.

The crowd was still enjoying themselves, unaware of the serious commotion. A nightmare that was smoothly, discreetly averted. They are used to celebrities in the club doing strange things. So nothing new.

Mateo gave Lucia Sully's clutched bag, and the four exited the club discreetly from the side doors, through the management offices and servers hallways.

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Jimin called his driver, and within moments, the dark-tinted SUV was already parked discreetly near the club's back alley. Once the doors shut and they were enclosed in silence, panic truly set in.

Lucia was trembling, her hands wiping her flushed face, clearly distressed.

"Oh my gosh, guys" she gasped. "What if we were too late? That guy would've taken Sully. An actual abduction...n plain sight! We would've been all over the media by now."

Sully lay limp across her lap, unconscious and damp with sweat. Her breathing was shallow.

Jimin, seated in the front beside the driver, ran a tense hand through his hair.

"We can't take her back to the penthouse," he said firmly. "There are always hidden paparazzi outside. Too many crawling eyes. Someone sees us with an unconscious girl, and that's tomorrow's scandal on every tabloid."

Lucia looked over at him, eyes searching. "Her grandparents-"

"No," Jungkook interrupted sharply from the back. "That's the last place we take her. They'll panic, start asking all the wrong questions and worse, they'll call Namjoon and her dad. Sully would never live it down."

Lucia let out a heavy sigh. "If Namjoon hears about this..."

"He will," Jimin muttered bitterly. "You think her grandparents won't tell him?"

Lucia gently wiped Sully's damp forehead with her wipe, trying to calm the rapid racing of her own heart. "Jimin. Please. She needs a doctor. But if we go to a hospital, the media will sniff it out in minutes. We can't let this get blown out of proportion. Nobody knows what happened tonight... not yet. It needs to stay that way."

Jimin narrowed his eyes, confused.

"Your house," she said softly. "Not the penthouse. Your mansion outside the city. I know you kept it private. That's the safest place for Sully. The press thinks you're at the penthouse with the rest of the team tonight. No one will expect you to be at the estate."

Jimin blinked, stunned. "I don't want Joon's sister at my house," he snapped, his eyes flashing, "Do you even understand the chaos this can cause? My family? Aitana?"

His voice rose. "No. Take her to Namjoon's place."

Jungkook groaned, exasperated. "José, she needs help, not headlines. Miranda and I are finally spending our first real night together...I don't want to screw that up. I like this girl José. Niki's place is always watched. Everyone has plans tonight. Aitana's not even with you. Nobody will know only us. Please."

Lucia turned toward Jimin, her voice pleading. "Please. I know you and Sully don't exactly get along, but... She needs somewhere safe. If word gets out, this could ruin her reputation and drag the team into scandal too...you guys dint need it now before the World cup."

Jungkook added gently, "Come on, José. We know it's almost an hours drive outside the city. But she'll be safe there. Just for tonight." Two pairs of eyes looked pleadingly at him.

Lucia nodded earnestly, "No one from the team will know. Not even their girlfriends. We'll keep her being at your house a state secret. I'll tell Niki she got sick and I asked you to drop her off at home. I went with you. That's it."

Jungkook looked up from his phone. "I just told Miranda I had to step out with Jimin. I'll pick her up later. It's not even midnight yet."

Jimin stared down at Sully. She looked small, fragile, nothing like the fiery girl who always had a quick retort for him. Her hair was matted against her face, and her skin was clammy and pale. He closed his eyes and sighed, rubbing his jaw.Gosh, what a dilemma. And Sully from all people.

"Fine," he muttered, defeated. "But if this blows up... I'm blaming both of you."he pointed his forefinger both at a grinning Jungkook and relieved Lucia.

Lucia smiled weakly, still dabbing Sully's forehead. "She's burning up. Jimin, call your doctor. Please."

As the SUV turned off the main road, Jimin pulled out his phone calling his private ,family do
ctor whom he trust.

"We'll be there in forty," he said into the call. "Yeah. Discreetly. Bring a test kit."

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Forty minutes later

Nordelta Estates.

A private community nestled outside Buenos Aires, Nordelta was a world of its own, where the ultra-wealthy disappeared behind gates and guards. Home to celebrities, local politicians , CEOs, and foreign dignitaries, it offered total seclusion, surrounded by private lakes, high-end shops, and 24/7 patrol.

It was the kind of place where paparazzi couldn't even breathe near the perimeter.

Jimin's mansion stood beyond manicured greenery and a wrought-iron gate that swung open without a sound as he tapped in his secret code. The driveway curved elegantly around a glowing stone fountain that danced in the warm garden lights. A regal statue with water pouring from her vase. So artistic and classy. Fairy lights were edged in some shrubs around the fountain, giving the place a magical look. Dark cobble stones surrounded the whole drive way.

Lucia's breath hitched as the SUV pulled up to the entrance. The mansion stood like a modern fortress, two massive levels of glass, dark wood, and soft creme white stone, crowned with green terraces and softly glowing with ambient lighting. The huge entrance doors were wood and glass.

"This is insane," she whispered, eyes wide. Jimin was filty rich.

"It's like a movie set," Jungkook murmured. He heard about the Parks, their family legacy. Jimin speak of old money. But this mansion is all him.

The SUV rolled to a gentle stop. The driver opened the door, and Jungkook immediately stepped out, lifting Sully into his arms, bridal way. She looked weightless in his arms, her damp hair framing her face like silk.

Jimin glanced at her soft features briefly. His jaw clenched tightly, his expression unreadable.

The doctor was already waiting in the private garage, medical bag in hand and concern written on his face. Without words, the group entered the home.

Inside, it was even more striking. A vast foyer opened into a living space framed by floor-to-ceiling windows, revealing the private lake below. The porcelain marble floors gleamed. Abstract sculptures and original paintings were tastefully scattered around, and soft jazz hummed from a built-in sound system, when Jimin pressed a security pad on the wall.

He lead them up the huge widing stairs, down a marble hallway. They enter double doors to a very elegant bedroom, that was dimly illuminated by wall scones. Lucia eyes enjoyed the feast of Jimins house.

Sully was carefully laid on a guestroom bed, already prepared by the housekeeper. The room was dimly lit and calm, the bedding cloud-soft. Her face was ghostly pale, her neck glistening with sweat, hair sticking to it.

The doctor moved quickly, checking her pulse, eyes, and temperature. Lucia sat at the edge of the bed, cooling Sully's skin with a damp cloth.

"You were right, Jimin," the doctor said quietly. "She's been drugged. Her symptoms point to a sedative-possibly GHB or Rohypnol. And... she's severely anemic seemed like a pre condition. Her pale skin and lips make it obvious."

Jimin just furrowed his brows. He didn't realised that Sully got health problems. He could vaguely remember when Namjoon told the team that his sister was in hospital for a few weeks. But never expound on her condition.

Lucia's voice cracked. "How bad is it?"

"Thankfully, the dose was light. That bartender saved her life she only had two sips, remember? That's what stopped it from being worse." the doctor muttered.

Jimin handed over the paper cup they had brought. "This is what she drank."

The doctor took it and sealed it inside a sterile evidence bag. "We'll run a toxicology test."

He then administered an injection to help flush out the toxins, followed by a mild sedative of his own to ease the agitation that might follow later.

"Will she be alright?" Jimin asked, his voice tight, but a tinge of concern.

The doctor nodded, relieved. "Yes. She'll sleep it off. She'll wake with a headache and feel a little groggy, but she'll be fine. You were good to bring her here. She's lucky to have friends like you." he smiled at the three pairs of eyes.

Lucia blinked rapidly and smiled through the tremble in her lips. "Thank you, doctor."

Jungkook and Jimin thanked him as well. Jimin's face remained calm, though his clenched jaw betrayed something stormier beneath the surface. Jungkook was still fuming. Lucia's concern lingered in every gentle touch to Sully's forehead.

External everyone looked calm but the inner emotions rage, from feelings of guilt, anger, relief and utter disbelief.

Jungkook texted Miranda that he was on his way. Lucia messaged Niki that she'd see him soon.

Jimin told him that his driver will take them back to the club. They'll just enter from the back alley again.

Before they left, Jimin turned to Lucia. "Get her ready for bed. You can go to Rose's room in around the hallway ...it has a cupboard full with clothes that might fit. She and Sully are around the same size." he gestured to the direction, while he followed Jungkook downstairs with the doctor.

Lucia nodded and vanished into the luxurious room, all white and gold furnitures and went to the drawer, quietly pulling out sleepwear for Sully.

Unaware of everything done to save her, Sully slept soundly in the safest place they could find. Lucia refreshed Sully, washed her face and arms. She got a brush and styled Sullys long hair in a high messy bun, away from her pale face.

But inside Jimin renewed conflict brewed. There was a battle between fury and discomfort.

Moments after Jungkook and Lucia left, Jimin sat in his lounge dark lounge with a glass of red wine. Mostly to calm his emotions.

Before he retreat to the real guestroom , he looked down at Sullys serene face, where she slept soundly in his king-size bed , her body covered in his soft duvet covers , once more before stepping out of the room. She shouldn't have been here in the first place.

And yet... here she was. She was present in his sanctuary. It was the one place he had always considered off-limits...to his ex girlfriend or Rose.

And suddenly... it didn't feel so untouchable anymore.

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A/n: Sully escaped a potentially dangerous situation.

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1.What was you favourite scene?

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3. Do you think Jimin knew she was with the team?

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6. Why do you think Jimin felt agitated toward Sully?

7. Any idea what might happened next in Jimins mansion?

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