Come Home to Me...Darling | PJM

drabble: roses now & forever

a/n: this is a drabble for jungkook and OC's date! i still have two more drabbles to finish including an AU where OC and Jimin had a child and one with three different scenarios of OC having a relationship with either Irene, Taehyung or Jungkook. if ya'll have any other ideas, lmk ❤

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"And so that's how I got my hands on those beautiful roses."

The bunny toothed man smiles and messes with his hair for the third time – pinching the edges of his side bangs and straightening his back even further. He was nervous, maybe even more than you.

"Your sister sounds very kind." You giggle

"She is! Both her and my mother...they would love to meet you."

The sincerity in his voice melts your heart, even though you felt yourself tense at the very thought of meeting his family. This was obviously not something you had to fret over at the moment, but your feverish mind continues to plague you with useless concerns. Like if your hair was out of place, or if you had something on your teeth or if you should touch up your makeup again.

And one from further below, asking you where he went after you left. As if you ever knew.

"___?" You hear a sweet voice gently call out your name. The silk warmth of a large hand drapes over yours that lies perfectly still on the creamy tablecloth.

"Hmm?"

"Are you alright? You seem distracted..."

"Oh! N-No- I mean yes, I'm fine." With rushed words, you squeeze his hand back. Your heart pounding loudly when he blushes and beams.

Although that was a lie and more than anything, you wished you could tell him the truth. About how uncertain you were of everything right now. How much it hurt to sit still. It was just a few days ago that you officially ended your seven-year relationship, and nothing made sense anymore. Everything inside you was antsy.

"I hope this place is alright for you." Jungkook quips, as bright as ever.

"It's wonderful." You smile with your eyes as you watch him purse his lips. Jimin never said anything like that when you went out. For him...he always had this confident air about him, and some might say he was filled to the brim with arrogance when it concerned you. That there wasn't a doubt in his mind when he was with you. Perhaps all of it could be blamed on your submission for the vixen. Submission you've grown to resent.

"I know you'll love this place."

He'd say whenever he took you out. The small amount of times he did, that is. And maybe that's why you remember all of them so well – since there wasn't much to remember. Not much but him...the way he'd smile, the twinkle in his eyes. But unlike most times, thinking about him didn't bring you any happiness. Instead you felt a bitter taste around your mouth. Something you wanted to wash away quickly.

"Wine." Whispering out loud, you stare at the empty wine glass beside your cutlery. The fidgeting man in front of you gasps underneath his breath, quickly gesturing for a waiter. You were awfully thankful he did since you were never good at even these tiny public interactions. Jimin always did everything for you too.

The waiter hurried over, standing with his hand behind his back like a true professional. Jungkook asked for the finest bottle of wine and you had to hide a grin at him trying to impress you with his wine knowledge. When the waiter brought over a Nebbiolo, he insisted on opening it himself.

"J-Jungkook..." You say quietly, watching the muscle bunny struggle with the cork. "Maybe we should call for the waiter again."

"It's alright!" He says, furrowing his brows in concentration. "I got it. I've opened many...many wines before."