𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦

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We were all seated, Mr Namjoon sitting at the head of the table while the rest of us sat on the sides.

"Guys! Our first official meal in 3 years! And I helped make it!" Jungkook yelled, clearly not being able to contain his excitement.

Jin and Hoseok gasped, their hands covering their mouths. "Three years!? Sweetie where have you been all my life?" Jin yelled, pulling on Jungkook's cheeks. I laughed, seeing how much Jungkook enjoyed his time here.

Having to leave in six months is harsh, but fair. I can't imagine taking in three random boys and just suddenly wanting them as my kids for as long as I live. That's just emotionally unreasonable.

"No need to state our business like that, Jungkook." Taehyung mumbled, the only one hearing him being me.

"Let's bow our heads." Jin said, and obediently the entire table except for Mr Namjoon bowed their heads, thanking the hands who made the food and so on.

While they were busy praying, I quickly opened my eyes, wanting to watch my friends be happy for once because they had an actual meal awaiting them.

I saw Taehyung peek too, seeing Mr Namjoon look at the plate with bored eyes, waiting for it to be over. I closed my eyes the second before prayer was over. We all dug into our food, the three of us eating it in a flash. Jungkook was the first to finish.

No surprise there.

"Thank you all. I've never been this stuffed!" Jungkook bowed, sitting back down to enjoy the company.

"You want some more?" Jin asked, resting his elbows on the table and looking at Jungkook with youthful eyes. I smiled, knowing Kook wouldn't resist.

"Hell yeah I do!"

I sighed.

"Jungkook. Manners."

Dinner was over and we were all drawn baths. In different bathrooms. Which was weird cause usually we washed together.

Or at least whenever we could find an empty lake or beach that was closed. But tonight we'll all be able to sit in fancy bathtubs, filled with warm water, clean soap and-

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Taehyung's POV

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"-BUBBLES!" I yelled after I was left alone in the bathroom. I've never admitted it, but I'm love bubbles. They were so satisfying to make and pop.

I striped, jumped into the bath and started to play with the bubbles as if they were alien ships that were invading earth.

I'm their leader of course.

Jimin would be my right hand man and Jungkook would be the one trying to protect Earth.

Jungkook

"So innocent still. Somehow."

Everytime I'd pop one, I could feel bits of my forgotten youth return. But I knew better than to be persuaded by something as simple as bubbles. I admit, I could feel myself want to sink down in the water and never come back up. I sunk down, my eyes closed and my breath sucked in deep.

The hot water against my face was nice. I could feel myself getting cleaner every second I was in there. The dirt on my skin was fading away and the stench of my hard life was slowly being drawn out by the scent of lavender bath soap.

I wonder...what the guys are doing right now.

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Jungkook's POV

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"Wow. So nice." I hummed, the warm water against my skin making me go in a state of euphoria.

"Tae must be having the time of his life with all those bubbles." I laughed.

But I was more worried about what Jimin would be doing. Cause I knew Taehyung was fine. He was strong. But Jimin-

He's sensitive when he's all by himself.

Was be busy standing in front of the bath, wondering if this was actually real, if we actually found a home? If it were okay for him to go inside. I want him to be happy. I want both of them to be happy.

Their moods effect me a lot. I'm weak compared to them. I'm dumb compared to them. Yet they don't make me feel inferior to them. That's all me. I'm the only one who doesn't believe in me.

They treat me as if I'm the only thing that matters. And it upsets me at times. Times when they would rather give me all their food instead of eating it after I had my share.

Times when I would cry because of the hunger I felt and they would hold me in their arms and slowly sing me to sleep. Or tell stories. Or just talk to me about anything.

Dare to dream.

The game Jimin invented after I almost lost all hope. They know just how to cheer me up. They know me better than anyone else. They probably know I'm in here busy contemplating life before all of this.

But that's what makes this moment even better.

I know, that they know me.

I wonder...what else the guys are doing right now.

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Jimin's POV

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Was it okay?

Was it okay to get into that bath and just...relax?

I couldn't imagine it. All my life I've been on my feet, working to survive and keep my friends alive. To make sure they get the best I can give them with the limits I had.

I even joined a group of bad people to keep them from dying of starvation or thirst. Lack of energy.

Was I worthy?

Worthy to sit in this bath and wash away all of my sins.

All the crimes.

I'm sure if Jin or Mr Namjoon knew about it they would have thought twice before welcoming us into their home.

But why am I complaining? There is only one person I know who had it worse than me.

Taehyung.

He's witnessed things I can't even imagine. He's been through more pain than me and Jungkook.

The way he responds to certain things is the way he's been responded to.

He reflects.

His harsh words and dull eyes. Those were things he inherited from bad people in his life. Toxic people not worthy to be next to him.

Taehyung is the strongest among us. Not physically, but mentally. He knows the world has a bad side. He's been exposed to that bad side.

Just...get in.

I got out of my filthy clothes, getting into the bathtub and sighing in relief as I felt the warm bubbly water hit my skin.

I wonder...what else the guys are doing right now.

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I walked out of the bathroom in clean pajamas that felt like silk. And as if on cue, Tae and Kook walked out of their bathrooms. Tae drying his hair with a small towel and Jungkook busy feeling the soft fabric.

I smiled at them.

"I was thinking about you guys."

"Same." They admitted in unison.

I smiled once again.

"I know."

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NEXT CHAPTER:
let's sleep together

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