tears of blood | vminkook

15

~ extra long chapter with fluuuuff & drama duh

"where are you taking me~ it's like nine in the morning Jimin, I want sleep." I whined as the older cut me off with a playful glare. I had originally been confused when he insisted on bringing an umbrella with us despite the forecast saying it wouldn't rain for days, but I shrugged it off deciding it wasn't that important anyway.

Maybe he just doesn't want to be recognized or something.

After the long overdue talk the three of us had days ago, we had unanimously decided on watching a movie on the couch and eventually falling asleep tangled together.

Nothing much happened for the next two weeks, Jimin & Jungkook both kept babying me trying to make up for the time we had lost— although I had originally planned on staying mad at them, I just couldn't refuse a whiny Jimin and a pouty Jungkook. Not so surprisingly, Jungkook could be real cute when he wanted to, despite the cold and hard exterior he maintained throughout, I knew that underneath all that muscle he was just a big ol' softie who loves warm milk & cuddles.

I had never wanted to hold onto two people this much before.

Mr. Chanwoo had called me a week prior, telling me I could take a few weeks break before jumping, or in this case chasing, back in the job(coincidently right after my soulmates and I had agreed on me staying with them for the time being). It seemed very suspicious & normally I would've questioned it but it was quite hard to think of anything else when Jimin kept grumbling every two seconds claiming 'I'm going to freeze to death if you don't shut whoever the hell it is on the phone down, you don't want that now do you, tae?' despite Jungkook already cuddling the older from behind.

And after Jimin whined it out for the nth time; Jungkook exaggerated a huge gasp saying 'how dare you? my feelings are beyond hurt. Are my cuddles not enough to keep you warm now?' for which Jimin had simply stuck his nose out in the opposite direction while crossing his arms in front of him, making me snicker.

Which lead to another overdramatically played out argument that ended with me squished in between the both of them with a bowl of popcorn in my lap— not that I minded any of it, of course.

Everybody likes being babied once in a while, it's just the way it is.

Right now, Jimin & I are walking down an unfamiliar sidewalk with our caps and masks on— not wanting to risk getting recognized. He had insisted on taking me out even after I had pulled out the 'sleepy puppy eyes' as my grandma called them which could work on anyone, but apparently Jimin was immune to them as he ushered me to get out of bed an hour ago.

He informed me that Jungkook had an important meeting or something to get to which is why he isn't coming with us to this 'mysterious place'.

Yes, I had whined over twenty-five times and after one particularly sharp glare that definitely wasn't playful I had waddled over to grab some of both Jungkook's & Jimin's clothes— not that they cared, in fact I could practically see both their eyes light up the first time I wore their clothes.

After digging through their closets for a minute, I had found myself a slightly loose white shirt & a pair of tight black jeans that made my legs look amazing. 

Right now Jimin was dragging me through a couple of streets before we took a sharp right turn almost causing me to run into a wall. As I shook my head, recovering from my near death experience I felt Jimin move forward my hand subconsciously chasing his.