"This is Jeon Jungkook, CEO of Seoul Higher View. You must pour all your skill, energy and talent into protecting him from all these attacks."
My head snaps up to meet eyes as bewildered as mine.
"You-"
"Do you know each other?"
***A week earlier*...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
■ 🍁 ■
Three weeks before Hyejin's due date.
| Taehyung
I turn around on my bed and softly let go of Jimin's sleepy form. He's breathing softy, comfortable. I make sure not to wake him and head to my kitchen to prepare us some breakfast.
These past few months have been great. I'm slowly getting over Hyejin, and Jimin is patient with me. The plan is going well, Jungkook trusts me more than any other person, apart from Hyejin and Hoseok. No attacks for all this while, to make sure he relaxes and gets used to the comfort of a normal life.
I set the dishes on the table and brew Jimin some Dalgona coffee which he really loves. I personally don't like coffee so settle for some hot chocolate.
A few minutes later, a sleepy, disheveled Jimin appears, hair messy, lips swollen and pouted. His eye smile shows when he sees me and I can't help but return his endearing smile with my strange boxy one.
"Slept well?" He asks in a raspy, tired voice and I nod, letting him walk over and stand by me, his chin resting on my shoulder while I finish preparing his coffee. His warm breath hits my skin every-time he softly exhales. He's stripped to the waist, as usual, faithful to his sleeping habits.
"Yeah I slept well." I answer in a small voice eyes focused on the cup.
"I don't want this to end." He whispers and I frown, handing him his coffee which he takes with a grateful smile.
"What don't you want to end?" I ask and he looks down at the cup I just made him.
"This..." he whispers and I tilt my head at the enigmatic answer.
"Your coffee?" I ask unsure and a little bit awkward.
"No, silly." Jimin's eye smile is back, amused by my answer... A small silence settles in and we both sit down to eat. Although my eyes are focused on Jimin who still hasn't answered. "I mean...this." He finishes in a whisper, motioning his chopsticks between the two of us and I mouth an 'Ah' I don't actually voice. "I know we aren't even really anything, but you sick son of a bitch made me care about your psycho ass."
A laugh escapes my lips at the not so romantic declaration.
"No, but seriously, Tae. I really like you." He speaks sincerely.
"Who says anything has to end?" I let on with a smirk and his eternal smile brightens up the atmosphere. Is Hyejin still on my mind? Yes. Do I like Jimin? I believe I really do, yes.
