Jikook's Love Story

Arriving to Their Apartment

*Jungkook's POV again*

So yes, Jimin and I have our own apartment together, in the apartment complex that Jimin owns. I love living with him. I love going to sleep next to the man I love every night. My soulmate.

When the driver of our car dropped us off, we grabbed our luggage and rushed inside. We had to avoid being seen by anyone other than staff and members. When we got inside, we took off our masks, shoes, and rolled our suitcases to our walk-in closet. Then I made my way into the bedroom while Jimin said he would be right there... what was he up to?

Its about 5:30 am in Korea right now and we just got off our second 14 hour flight in less than a week, not to mention the wicked time change that we had to adjust to twice, AND the annoying jet lag. I slept a little on the plane. I was actually snoozing right when we landed, but Jimin has bad motion sickness, so he didn't sleep much on either flight. He was super nauseous with a bad tummy ache, poor thing. 

I took off the outfit that I was wearing, which was the same outfit that I had on when we boarded the plane to leave Korea. A button up t-shirt, a black t-shirt under that, and matching sweatpants.

I was left in my black boxers as I lifted the thick duvet cover and the silk sheet off our king bed and climbed into my side. 

"Are you coming, babe?" I shouted as I adjusted the blanket around me. Jimin hadn't made his way to our room yet. I sat there and waited patiently for a minute or two, think he was washing his face or using the bathroom. Maybe he was unpacking?

"Baby!?" I called out again, hoping he would answer me this time because I was too lazy to go find him. I got a notification on my phone just then so I checked to see what it was, incase it was important. As I unlocked my phone, I heard someone walk into the doorway of the room. 

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