Chapter 18 – GCFXXX

Chapter 18 – GCFXXX

October, 2020. Jackson awoke in an old abandoned warehouse. He was laying on a filthy stained mattress that had been discarded there. There was a putrid smell of rotting flesh coming from a source nearby. His surroundings were dimly lit with only small echoes of light shining into the windowless building from the streetlights outside.

Jackson's head was pounding. His vision was blurry and his mouth was dry like cotton. He looked down to see the remnants of a needle sticking out of his arm. He yanked it out and threw it to the side. He rolled over to lift himself off of the mattress. As he moved, the entire left side of his face rolled into a thick, wet, putrid substance. Jackson knew immediately, it was his own vomit. It was also the source of the smell that was making Jackson wretch with nausea. Jackson screamed and began clawing at his face to scrape off the collection of vomit that was sticking to his wet sweaty skin. He heard footsteps of someone running towards him.

He looked up, stunned.

"Bub, are you ok? I heard you screaming as I got out the Uber. What's wrong Bub?" Soujin was at Jackson's side lifting him up from the filthy mattress. She was wearing blood red contact lenses and her hair was dyed blood red to match. She looked like a Vampire under the dim lights of the abandoned building.

She lifted Jackson.

"Jinny," Jackson said incoherently, "how how how how did you know where I was, how did you findddddd me?"

"Relax little brother. I think we've got a glitch in the matrix. Let's sit you down, away from the puke if you don't mind." Jinny sprang into action. She grabbed her Nurse's bag and began treating her brother with an IV. She also gave him a vitamin pack, some electrolytes and some salt pills. Jinny wasn't happy at all with Jackson's medical condition. She took out a sterile bandage and drenched it in alcohol. She used it to clean the vomit off of the side of Jackson's face.

"Jackson, how much did you do last night?" Soujin tried to make eye contact with her brother, but he was fading.

"Not much Jinny, just enough to take the the the the the the burr, it's very cold Jinny." Jackson began to shiver.

"OK Bub, you're over dosing. Stay with me my Angel, I've got you," Soujin held her brother in her arms as he continued to speak incoherently. She grabbed her phone with her free hand and dialed 9-1-1.

"This is Lin Soujin, I need an ambulance here immediately. I have a patient who's over dosing right in front of me. He's going to need an emergency shot of Narcanon. Please get here quickly, his pulse is 195 and his bp is 200/180 and he's only minutes from having a stroke. I'm a nurse, I can maintain him, but you must get here please. Get the address from my phone, I won't hang up." Soujin was authoritative in her demands to dispatch. She could only pray they got there in time to save her brother.**

The next time Jackson awoke, he was in a nice clean bed with pristine white sheets. He was wearing a thin hospital gown and nothing else.

"Hey Bub, how you feeling? You're in Seoul. I needed to keep an eye on you so I had you transported to this hospital. You feel good?" Soujin asked.

"I feel…great. It's been months since I felt this good." Jackson was amazed.

"We detoxed you while you were unconscious. It really is the best way to do it. You went through all of your withdrawals in your sleep. So, other than some really bad nightmares, you didn't really suffer." Soujin smiled at her little brother. She was so so happy, to have him safe.

"Look Bub. I've finally got you clean. But it's up to you to maintain it. Now the hard work begins. I have some friends who run a facility in Tokyo. I would like you to go there for the next six months to get some treatment. It's all paid for. All you have to do is show up. I've arranged for Aunt Min-Seo to look in on you while you are there. She says she would enjoy coming to see you because she gets quite lonely."

"Aunt Min-Seo? Wow. It's been a long time since I've seen her. She has always been there for me."

Soujin began pulling Jackson out of bed. "She's always loved you Jackson. She has been the only family so far to step up and help us. She didn't agree with mom kicking you out. She loves her sister but says she was wrong to do that to you. I think that if you leave Korea, you can start new in Japan and put all of this behind you. I want you away from all of these bad influences. What do you say Bub, will you go?"

Jackson, was thinking clearly for the first time in months. What Soujin didn't know was that Jackson was wanted by the police in Busan for some crimes he'd committed to feed his drug habit. He also made the unfortunate mistake of stealing from some drug dealers who were also very interested in finding him. Going to Japan and laying low for a few months, was a win win situation for him. He wasn't stoked about going to rehab, but he was willing to give it a try. Jinny had saved his life on countless occasions. Giving rehab a try was the least he could do to repay her. Jackson agreed.

Soujin had him packed and on a flight to Tokyo within two hours of him agreeing to go. She didn't want to take any chances of him going back to Busan and getting mixed up with the same crowd again.

Jackson was successful staying in his rehab facility for three months before he had a relapse. He chose not to tell anyone that he was kicked out of the facility for doing drugs. He especially didn't want Jinny to know.

Jackson moved in with his Aunt Min. Min-Seo was Jackson and Soujin's aunt. She was the much younger sister of their mother. In fact, Min-Seo was only four years older than Jackson. She was a full-time maid in one of the fanciest hotels in Tokyo.

Min agreed not to tell Soujin what was happening as long as Jackson agreed to help pay the bills and maintain the place. Jackson had been with Min for almost a month when the plan was hatched.

Jackson and Min-Seo were sitting and watching television on her small black and white TV. Two members from OT7 were on the news.

"Ohh they are way more handsome in person," Min-Seo commented to herself.

Jackson looked up at the TV to see Jimin and Jungkook. "Those freaks are still around? I hope they would have died by now." Jackson was being very cruel to his former best friend.

"I remember Jungkook as a little boy when he used to come to the house to play. He was a good kid. Now he's a super star. They're my special guests. Whenever they come to my hotel, I'm the one who gets assigned to their room." Min-Seo was very proud. They come every year around October."

Jackson's ears perked up. "What did you say?"

"They come every year, and I'm their personal maid during their visits. I've been working at the hotel for over eight years. I've worked my way up to the lead facilities manager, so therefore, whenever special guests arrive, I get the honor of being assigned to their rooms. It means, I���m the most trusted." Min-Seo explained proudly.

"Noona, do you know the next time they are scheduled to come?

"Yes, they are on the roster for next week. This will be the fourth year in a row. I've already been assigned to their room." Min-Seo informed Jackson

"Did you say ROOM as in singular room? You mean they share a room?" Jackson said curiously.

"They always stay in room 1108 and that's a single king bed, so yep they share a room and a bed." Min explained.

Noona, listen to me Noona. How would you like to make a shitload of money?" Jackson knew this would get his Aunt's attention.

Min leaned in towards Jackson, "I'm listening," she replied.**

October, 2020. Jimin and Jungkook were preparing for their annual trip to Tokyo for Jimin's birthday. Much had changed over the last three years for OT7. For starters, Namjoon was no longer the leader of the grup. That distinct honor had transitioned to Hoseok. Namjoon had taken on a much greater role as the group's new manager, replacing Manager PD who retired early to pursue other interests. Under Namjoon's leadership, OT7 had risen to International super stardom. OT7 was the most popular group in the world.

Yoongi took the most unexpected path. He went back to school in his very spare time and become a contract attorney. So not only were he and Namjoon still writing music, performing and managing OT7, but they were also primarily responsible for their careers. Yoongi personally reviewed, negotiated, managed and authenticated every contract, tour agreement, merchandise agreement, schedule, trademark and brand agreement. His keen eye for business and his love for his brothers combined to make him extremely astute with assuring that all contracts were written in the group's best interest. The results were astounding. As a result of Yoongi's diligence, the boys were millionaires many times over. The wealth assessed by each member of OT7 made them individually and collectively amongst the wealthiest in South Korea.

The members of OT7, who were all very financially saavy, made one more money move. In an unprecedented financial grab, the boys pooled their money to purchase a 51% majority stake in HB Agency. Which meant, not only did the boys now control their own careers, but they also controlled the careers of new and upcoming talent signed to HB. All of the members, especially Jimin and Jungkook felt it was important to change the K-Pop industry and the methods by which trainees were developed. It became a passion for Jimin and Jungkook to make sure that new talent were treated well and never mentally or physically exhausted.

As for the supercouple themselves, they had never been more in love. They were coming up on their fifth anniversary of dating. For appearance purposes, Jimin still maintained his room with Hoseok. But in reality, Jimin lived with Jungkook whenever they were home in South Korea. When they traveled, they shared a hotel room. Their relationship was no longer a secret to staff, management or the owners. Everyone was bound by a lifetime ban on talking about anything that happened within the world of Bangtan, so Jimin and Jungkook's secret never emerged.

Jimin and Jungkook began packing for their trip.

"When's the flight baby? I can't remember." Jimin asked.

"Hey, that's too much luggage!" Jungkoook didn't answer but instead immediately began complaining about Jimin's volume of luggage.

"Only two of them are full. The last one is empty. I'm saving it for when we go shopping." Jimin said excitedly.

"Jiminie, you know having this much luggage slows us down. Can you please cut it down to just one or two suitcases?" Jungkook was whining.

"Let's agree. If you leave one of those big ass camara bags, I will leave one of my suitcases." Jimin negotiated.

"But – but –but," Jungkook stalled. "Ok, you win. I'll leave the stabilizer here and the back up lighting." Jungkook relented.

"It's too bad we're only going to have three days this time. It's gonna' be a really short trip. We'll make the best of it though." Jimin rolled his luggage to the front door.

Jimin and Jungkook boarded their plane and loaded themselves into their first-class seats. Jungkook pushed his seat back and dozed off to sleep almost immediately. Jimin watched Jungkook as he slept. He watched his slow slumbering breaths escape his lips. Jimin surveyed his boyfriend from head to toe. His eyes lingered in the middle when he noticed that Jungkook had a full erection, even in his sleep. Jimin crossed his legs and looked away. He watched as a very handsome man emerged from the small restroom at the front of the plane. Jimin was getting turned on. The thought of he and Jungkook crammed into the tight restroom fucking…Jimin looked away from the restroom. He tried to find something else to focus his attention. He looked at Jungkook still sleeping peacefully. Jimin's knee began to bounce anxiously. He crossed his legs, then uncrossed his legs, then crossed them again, all in effort to control his erection. He leaned over Jungkook and whispered in his ear,

"I need to fuck you now." Jimin's legs were bouncing uncontrollably. Jungkook stirred but didn't open his eyes.

"Now, now, now, now Bun, now" Jimin pleaded. Jungkook didn't open his eyes, but he smiled quite wide.

"Baby, you're obsessing over fucking in tight spaces again aren't you? We go through this on almost every flight." Jungkook still refused to open his eyes as he addressed Jimin.

"Obsessing? I don't obess over things. It's just - been a really long time and I need to be in your ass. That's all." Jimin said matter-of-factly.

"Oh you want to go old school do you? Why do you have these fantasies about tight spaces?" Jungkook questioned.

Jimin was dismissive, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Jiminie, you have a bit of a kink when it comes to tight spaces." Jungkook tried to rationalize with Jimin.

"What, you're being ridiculous," Jimin vehemently shook his head back and forth in denial.

"Well, let's see now, showers, that's a tight space, closets, tight space, public stalls, really tight space, and train vestibules, definitely all tight spaces. So yeah, that's an established pattern. You also seem to like the fear of getting caught? Ya?"

Jimin continued to shake his head in disagreement until his denial shake slowly turned into an agreement nod. Jimin pouted a bit.

Jungkook smiled and spoke to Jimin broadly as if speaking to a child, "Oh don't be sad about your little fweaky nasty kinky winky. Kooky wuvs it too," Jungkook spoke regularly now, "It's why, we're so good together." He gave Jimin a crisp flirtly smile.

"So can we? I mean the restroom is only about ten steps away?" Jimin reverted immediately into horny mode.

"What if I say no?" Jungkook said gently.

"Then I'll have to take you right here in front of everyone." Jimin stood up and unbuckled his jeans. He began to pull them down when a panicked Jungkook jumped up and pulled him back down into his seat. Jimin roared with laughter.

"OK, OK, OK, I get your point." Jungkook quickly looked around to see if anyone else had seen Jimin lose his mind. Jungkook made one last plea to calm Jimin's hormones.

"Jiminie, this isn't a good idea. We're not just Idols anymore. We're business owners, mentors, coaches. If we get caught, things would be so different for us now." Jungkook said.

"Are you refusing me Jungkookie?" Jimin asked.

"NO. I'm asking that we not do this here. Let's get to our hotel room and then I promise I'll let you have your way with me." Jungkook smiled.

"Ughhhh! OK. I'll wait. When did you become the more responsible one?" Jimin smiled back at Jungkook.

"I'm not responsible. I'm just looking at the bigger picture. But Jiminie, I promise, you can do anything you want to me. ANYTHING. Jungkook took Jimin's hand and ran it along the outline of his erect dick.**

Jimin kicked the door open to room 1108 and pulled Jungkook inside roughly. Jungkook struggled to drag all of the luggage inside with Jimin hanging around his neck. Jungkook dropped everything at the entrance and began kissing Jimin back. They kissed their way over to their bed.

Jimin pushed Jungkook down on the bed.

"Anything? You mean it, anything?" Jimin repeated Jungkook's promise.

"Anything." Jungkook affirmed.

Jimin stopped. He left Jungkook lying on the bed and walked over to the front of the room to pick up Jungkook's camara bag. Jungkook watched with great interest as Jimin walked back over to the bed. He searched through Jungkook's camara bag and began unpacking the tripod and the camara. He stretched out the legs of the tripod and faced it towards where Jungkook was laying. He attached the camara with the lense fully extended, also facing the bed.

"Do I have it set up correctly?" Jimin asked

"Almost, you need to tighten the bolt around the bottom of the casing so that the camara stays in place." Jungkook instructed.

"Uhh here?"

"Ya'. That's exactly what needs to be screwed." Jungkook smiled, "Normally, I mind my own business, but since this is my camara, do you mind telling me what you're doing?"

"You said anything." Jimin repeated again as he hit the 'record' button on Jungkook's camara.

"Yes, I said anything. Sweetie, did you mean to hit record?" Jungkook seemed concerned.

"Anything. This is part of my anything." Jimin smiled again, this time too excited. Jimin stepped behind the camara to make sure the bed was fully in focus. "Move around a little Bunny."

"OK, why? Jimin the camara is recording. Do you need me to shut it off?" Jungkook said, a little more aggressively this time.

"Anything. This is part of my anything. Now move around a little." Jimin repeated.

"OK." Jungkook removed his shoes and began jumping up and down in the bed.

Jimin giggled, "That's not exactly what I meant Bun. Take off your shirt."

"No way. I'm not taking my shirt off while you film." Jungkook sat down on the bed and looked away from the camara.

"Take your shirt off." Jimin said again, this time, not as politely. Jimin stood behind the camara looking through the view finder. He removed his shirt and began rubbing his abs.

Jungkook's mind repeatedly told him NO, but his horny exhibitionist lustful body, told him yes. He looked towards the direction of the camara and fixed his eyes on Jimin. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and threw it at him.

"Oh God." Jimin appeared to be focusing the camara on Jungkook's abdomen. "Now, drop the pants."

"Now, wait. That's going a little too far." Jungkook protested a bit.

"Anything. This is part of my anything," Jimin reminded.

Jungkook took a deep breath and dropped his pants on camara. He was wearing form fitting Kelvin Klein boxer shorts. His bulky thighs were rippling through his underwear. His dick stood at full attention waiting for the next adventure.

Jimin began fanning himself, "Drop em'"

"I can't be naked on camara." Jungkook protested but he teasingly pulled down the corner of his boxers to reveal the top of his groin to Jimin.

Jimin continued fanning himself, "Why is it no matter how many times I see you, I'm still speechless. You're fine as fuck baby. Your body is like unreal."

Jungkook laughed, "Thank you, you're not so bad yourself."

"Come on baby, drop em'. What are you worried about? Do you think I'm going to post video of your naked body all over our OT7 twitter account? Don't you trust me?" Jimin tugged at Jungkook's heart strings.

"I trust you with my life." Jungkook said with no hesitation. He paused for a few seconds and then pulled off his underwear and threw them to Jimin behind the camara.

Jimin stepped away from the camara and walked toward the bed where Jungkook stood naked. He kicked off the remainder of his clothes. Jimin sat at the edge of the bed where he knew he would be in full view of the camara. He pulled Jungkook towards him. As Jungkook walked closer, Jimin took his dick into his mouth. He passively looked up at the camara to make sure there was a full shot of him with Jungkook's dick in his mouth. Jimin sucked until he made his boyfriend come.

Jimin then stood in front of Jungkook before the camara. He began masterbating himself in full view of the Camara's sense. Jungkook stood behind and looked over his shoulder to watch. He was already getting hard again. Jimin got up and disappeared for a moment. Jungkook continued rubbing himself back into an erection. He looked to the right and opened his right palm. A tube came flying from off camara and Jungkook caught it with one hand. He opened the tube of lube, squirted it into his hands and began rubbing himself. Jimin reappeared. Jungkook sat at the edge of the bed and pulled Jimin into his lap. Jimin straddled Jungkook exposing his ass to him and then he turned around so that he was facing the camara.

Jungkook inserted two fingers softly to make sure that Jimin was ready. He grabbed Jimin's hips and lowered him slowly onto his dick. Jimin relaxed his entire body and flowed into Jungkook. Jimin rode him slowly, making sure the camara picked up the push and pull of Jungkook's dick as it worked Jimin's ass. Jungkook had his arms wrapped tightly around Jimin as he buried his head in Jimin's back.

They fucked. Jimin was the first to release. He arched his back and leaned into Jungkook's body. Jungkook grabbed Jimin's dick and stroked it as he orgasmed. Jungkook could see the flashing light on the camara. Jungkook braced himself. He knew his orgasm was going to be powerful. He held on to Jimin as tightly as he could. He tried to temper his strokes to make sure he didn't push too powerfully into him.

"I can take it," Jimin whispered.

"I know you can," Jungkook whispered back. He made one last push and then erupted inside of Jimin. The camara caught it all.

The two kissed and Jungkook slowly lifted Jimin off of him. "I love you." Jungkook said to Jimin.

"I love you too, you're amazing." Jimin responded.

Jungkook immediately went for the camara and stopped recording. Jimin collapsed on the bed and quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, the two awoke and had breakfast in their hotel room.

"What's on the agenda today? Botanical gardens right?" Jungkook asked.

"Yep, that's number one on my list. Despite the number of times we've been here, there is still always so much to do." Jimin said happily.

The two showered, dressed and headed out exploring.

It was almost 7:00pm. Min, who was the lead maid at the hotel,

let herself into Jimin and Jungkook's room using her master keycard. She began looking around the room. Min had no idea what she was looking for but she knew there had to be something. Some evidence that she could use. She needed to find indisputable evidence that the two were dating. She took pictures of everything: shoes, clothes, the bed, cologne's, hair products, everything. She didn't know what item could be a smoking gun. The fact that there was only one king bed was a pretty good piece of evidence, but it wasn't enough.

Min felt tremendously pressured. She had to wait until late into the day to access the room because her boss was there keeping an eye on things. She typically would have been able to do her search while cleaning their room during her normal rounds, but because her boss was there monitoring, she had to wait until she left to gain access. She knew that Jimin and Jungkook could be back any minute now. She continued to search, but she had to do it delicately. She didn't want to leave any trace that she had been there.

Min still wasn't sure what to look for. She saw a tube of lube laying on the night stand. She photographed it next to an old copy of Jungkook's boarding pass. She looked over in the corner and noticed Jungkook's camara bag. She quickly rifled through it. Again looking for anything that she could use as evidence to prove that Jimin and Jungkook were dating. Out of desperation, she grabbed the sd card out of the sd slot on the camara. She replaced the card that she had stolen with a spare card that was laying in the side pocket. She dropped the sd card down into the large pockets on her apron. She continued frantically looking around the room. She snapped pictures with her cell phone of their luggage, the bathroom arrangement, and their brochures. There had to be something, SOMETHING that she and Jackson could use. She gently moved items around within their suitcases as she searched through them.

Min received a text. It was from Jackson

Jackson to Min: Get out! They're coming up the elevator.

Min remained calm. She took a few more pictures of some letters that she found in Jimin's suitcase. She headed across the massive hotel suite towards the door. She quickly exited the room.

Min-Seo still had her hand on the door knob to Jungkook and Jimin's room when the two of them appeared suddenly out of no where. She thought quickly on her feet. She bowed at Jungkook and stated, "Your room is complete. I just finished." Min smiled and quickly dismissed herself down the hallway. Jimin watched curiously as the maid walked away.

"Just me or was that kind of weird?" Jimin said

"Who cleans a room at seven oclock at night?" Jungkook supported Jimin's suspicions

Jimin quickly inserted the key into the hotel door.

"You don't think she was a fan or something do you?" Jimin asked

"No, shes our same maid, I'm sure of it. I've seen her several times when we visited before," Jungkook said.

The two stepped into the room, partially expecting to see a chaotic scene of disheveled belongings tossed about. Instead, they found the room clean and in emaculent condition. The bed had been made, there were fresh clean sheets and designer chocolates left on the pillows. Fresh towels were hanging where the old ones once laid. By all accounts, nothing was missing or had been touched. All seemed well.

"Is it possible that this was just some type of turn down service?" Jungkook asked.

"Possible, but not likely." Said Jimin, "I don't like it. Let's call the front desk and report it."

Jungkook nodded in agreement. He closed his eyes trying to picture the maid's face. He couldn't escape the feeling that he knew her from somewhere. But he just couldn't remember where.

"Hello, this is room 1108, can you tell me, do you sometimes have turn down service for guests? I understand. Would it ever be this late? Ohh really. Ok, thank you." Jimin hung up the phone.

"Well what did they say?" Jungkook asked with anticipation.

"They said, sometimes it happens. Especially if a maid gets busy and doesn't get to it during the day. She will just wait until you are out of the room and do it then." Jimin repeated the explanation from the front desk.

"OK. Are we worrying too much?" Jungkook smiled.

"No, but for right now, she's done nothing wrong. She honestly may be a fan of OT7 and we are 2/7 of OT7, so she may just be excited." Jimin reassured Jungkook.

Jungkook thought carefully and said. "OK, but I can't help but think, she looks very familiar."