“Have you ever wondered why you were never allowed to leave this house? Why you had to cut slits through the drapery to be able to look outside? Why you were so sickly? Why no one was allowed to come in through the main door,” V asked--sounding genuinely curious.   

Seokjin stared at the man. He had never told him any of this and Jungkook knew not to tell anyone of his situation. The boy was fiercely loyal and knew nothing of petty human temptation. Jungkook wouldn’t have told a stranger things that he knew not to speak of, he wouldn’t of told even the closest of people. “How do you know of all this?”

Boisterous laughter filled the room, V was having the time of his life. He grabbed the bottle of whiskey lying on the small table in front of his chair and took a swig from it. “How do I know all of this,” V repeated. “Oh why I know this because when you were but a wee little fetus I was hanging around these parts and a jealous young women told me that the love of her life had abandoned her and went to reside with his pretty wife and newborn child. In exchange for her life I was ruin your life.”