Full Moon

Chapter 10: It's Jimin hyung

Jimin's POV

"Jungkook-ssi," I called and fastened my pace until I caught up and walked beside him. My eyes lingered on Issy's hopping figure ahead of us before turning to the man beside me.

"Mmm?" He hummed in response. Though he was listening, his eyes didn't leave my niece. His eyes twinkled as he watched her gallop on our way back to the cafe.

It's been a while since I witnessed the same loving expression from my sister and brother-in-law. It's pleasing to know she's loved by another additional member of my friends.

"Are you free next month?" It took me a great deal to be able to spit this question out. I wasn't sure what his answer would be and I also felt shy around him.

Perhaps it's because his atmosphere is different from Ayla, Hoseok, and Taehyung's. Those three had a lighter and amiable aura compared to Jungkook who had a contrasting one.

"It hasn't been a while since you went back on your words." He smirked smugly. I chuckled and rolled my eyes.

I decided to ignore what he said and continued what I was about to propose. "We have this annual vacation for a month and I'd like to know if you're free to come join us," I said.

I gazed at him and watched his reaction become vacant. His eyes lost their amusement and are now grave and cold. Whatever's on his mind, I'm certain I won't receive his answer today.

I caught sight of our cafe and Issy pushing her way in. I stopped before we could reach the entrance and Jungkook did the same.

"Just think about it Jungkook-ssi—"

"Jungkook," he interrupted. My brows furrowed as his jet-black eyes found mine. He's a person I cannot and probably wouldn't be able to read and understand.

But here he stands in front of me, smiling and extending his hand forward for a handshake as if it's our first time meeting each other.

"Sorry?" I blinked after a minute of eye contact. I feel my face heat a little from his intense and inviting gaze.

"No need to be formal with me, Jimin." he raised his hand forward and I shook it reluctantly. Glad my hands are not sweating.

I nodded at his suggestion and caught him off-guard with my question, "How old are you by the way?" His eyes widened a bit and his smile wavered. His brows furrowed and he narrowed his eyes at me. He answered nonetheless.

"22. You?" A small smirk pulled at the corner of my lips.

With our hands still clasped, I pulled him closer until our faces were inches apart, startling him from my sudden display of confidence. He staggered but regained his balance, his eyes boring into mine with confusion.

"Then it's Jimin hyung for you, Jungkookie." I said lowly, holding his gaze.

I'm deeply satisfied with the reaction I got from him. His breath hitched and his eyes remained wide. He lost his composure and I couldn't feel more pleased and proud of myself.

I pulled my hand from his and went inside the dim-lighted cafe, wearing a wide victorious smile on my face.

That outburst of confidence came out from nowhere; even I was surprised to feel it gush inside me and before I knew it I was pulling him towards me. But I won't deny the satisfaction that came afterward. I felt like I was able to affect him somehow.

I went upstairs and recognized the can of beers and plastic bags littered everywhere on the floor of my living room. My eyes easily spotted the two knuckleheads cuddled on the sofa watching the Sherlock series.