" I'll miss yuh." JK said cupping jimin's cheeks .
" I'm not dying , kookie. It's just work which I have to do every day ." Jimin quickly pick JK's lips and open the door of the car taking his leave .
Jk stood there watching jimin slowly getting inside the building as he , started the engine to get off but then.
His phone started ringing , so he took out the phone from his pant pocket and pressed it against his ears.
" wat baby , missing mah already ? " he said playfully and by the sigh escaped from jimin's lips made him conform that jimin is already rolling his eyes .
" kookie . " jimin said playfully.
" hmm. " this time JK only listened
" don't forget to go to the therapist. "
" hmm "
" I'm worried , kookie ." Jimin exclaim .
" ok sir ok . "
Ending the call . jimin went further in inside the building and jungkook roar his engine as he fly off .
YOU ARE READING
My Teacher Mr.Jeon || Book 2 || 18+ || jjk × y/n
Mystery / Thriller" ma gift is safe , ra8 ? " his words were suspicious in that different dialect and he was a mystery , a whole mystery for me but he was not jungkook , right ? or he is . " wh~w~what gift ? " my words were shattering under his gaze , he is not him...
