Time skip (8 days)
Sunday July 19,XXXX
Jimin POV
We had just finished eating dinner, so we were both cuddling in my hospital bed with the TV on in the background.
"I can't believe I have to go back to work, tomorrow," Jungkook grumbled as he rested his head on mine. I giggled as I intertwined our hands together, my fingers brushing his knuckles softly.
"I thought you would be happy. You love working at the tattoo parlor," I said in confusion.
"...I do, but-" I furrowed my eyebrows as he cut himself off with a distressed sigh, leaning back against the pillows.
"But what?" I asked curiously, my head turning to meet his gaze. Jungkook pouted as he squeezed my hand tightly before speaking.
"I will miss you..." he replied bashfully.
My heart skipped a beat as he looked down at our joined hands and I found my words getting caught in my mouth. Even though we had both confessed to each other, it was still hard for me to talk about my feelings. Especially since I was so used to bottling them up instead of actually sharing them. This whole thing was relatively new to me, so I wasn't sure how to approach it. Finally I just pushed the fear aside and opened my mouth.
"I-I...um," I paused to clear my throat as I fought the urge to combust on the spot, Jungkook's gaze immediately turning to me. "...I-I'm going to m-miss you more..." I mumbled back, my face slowly turning pink in embarrassment as I kept my head down.
"Oh really?" Jungkook inquired with a sexy smirk. I blushed harder when he placed his warm hand on my right cheek, forcing me to look at him. My teeth bit my lower lip as I nodded shyly. "I don't think that's possible, shorty. "I gritted my teeth when he used that nickname again.
"Yah! S-stop calling m-me that," I frowned as I removed his hand from my cheek in frustration. He laughed as I puffed out my cheeks angrily and crossed my arms, turning my attention back to the television. Over the last few days I noticed that whenever we were having a somewhat intimate moment, he always started teasing me. It made it rather difficult to determine whether or not he was serious, so it's safe to say that I found it extremely annoying!
"Oh, don't be like that!" Jungkook cooed as he pinched my left cheek in apology. I rolled my eyes as he embraced me from the side, his arms wrapping around my smaller body securely. "Although, you really do look so cute when you're mad..." he whispered right next to my ear. I shivered slightly as his breath fanned against the shell of my ear with each word.
"S-shut up..." I commanded as my heart beat quickened from his sudden closeness. As Jungkook was about to lean in to kiss me, I stopped him by putting my hand on his chest weakly.
"Does it really bother you that much?" Jungkook asked after a long moment.
I closed my eyes as memories from my childhood went through my mind, none of them pleasant ones. Any time he called me 'shorty' I was reminded of the bullies who used to torment me when I was younger. I began to spiral when I heard my informant's voice again.
"Jimin-ssi?"
"...yes, it bothers me that much," I whispered, still refusing to look at him.
"I'm sorry. I just thought it was a fun joke between us. I didn't realize it hurt you so much," he muttered dejectedly.
"Yeah I know... I'm just tired of you a-always j-joking around a-and teasing me! Just- please don't play with my e-emotions like that," I spoke in irritation, my last few words coming out in more of a whisper. I took a deep breath as I closed my eyes tightly, all my emotions threatening to spill over. "I've put up with you calling me that for almost a year now. And I j-just thought that- that you wouldn't call me that anymore after w-we..."
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Fanfiction"My past is really none of your concern, Jeon," I replied as I mimicked his posture by leaning closer as well. "What's the matter, shorty? Got something to hide?" he asked with a quirked brow. "I guess you'll never know," I responded as I attempted...
