Perfect | JIKOOK

Chapter-41

       Jungkook's pov.

    
          As much as I wanted to touch him and kiss him at the moment, I couldn't stop thinking about the outcomes, the breaking of my goddamn heart again.

       " Jimin you are drunk," I composed myself, slightly pushing his away.

       " No," he whined, scrunching his nose. He forcefully grabbed my hand and pushed me back onto him so hard that my whole weight shifted on him.

         Our chest collapsed and his breath hitched. He then smiled as our lips were only inches apart.

       " Jimin," I muttered holding my breath.

        " Just a kiss, that's only I am asking for," Jimin said, sounding husky as he caressed my shoulders, making circles with his index fingers on my neck.

It was hard... I mean it was hard to resist.

        " As much as I want to kiss you, I don't want you to regret it when you'll be sober," I said, looking in his eyes which slightly fell in disappointment.

      " I won't... I would never regret kissing you," his voice sounded genuine and desperate for me and his eyes showed the same emotions and the same passion that he held for me before he went away.

       " Tell me that when you are sober," I slightly smiled at him as I brushed my thumb his lips, making him close his eyes, " and I don't want just a drunken kiss with you...you mean more than that to me,"

        At that point, I wasn't even sure that he was drunk but still it didn't feel right because he belonged to someone else.

         And the alone thought was enough to upset me. I quickly detached myself from him and got out of the car, making room for him to adjust himself as he silently sat in the car.

        He then got out of the car, shut the door, and sighed, standing in from of me.

       " Can I at least stay yours today?" He said, his voice still hoarse. I gave him questioning eyes so he explained, " Mom...she would be so pissed if she found out that I drank, you know...that's the only reason I asked you... it's not like I love you and want to stay with you and...."

       " Alright, Alright," I stopped him from saying any further.

The part where he tells me that he doesn't love.

        " Alrighty then," he grinned, moving forward. I rolled my eyes.

  
        Opening the door with the keys I always keep, we quietly moved toward my room upstairs. Trying our best not to make any noise.

        I didn't want my parents to know that he was staying with me and get any wrong idea.

        I wasn't even sure why I agreed to him staying here with me. I couldn't say no to him.

       We both were stuck between being everything to each other and being nothing at all. There was nothing to be friends again when we both had meant to each other more than that.

     I wasn't sure to call it to love anymore as he and I had hurt each other a lot, knowingly or unknowingly.

       " Finally," Jimin sighed heavily as he shut the door of my room behind and leaned on it.

      " So, you can sleep on the bed, I'll take the floor," I said, moving towards the closet to bring out blankets and pillows.

     " But it's cold," Jimin said, touching the floor with his barefoot, " you can sleep in bed with me," I couldn't tell if he was serious.