Insatiable Beauty | Jikook

Concede

"If I was a garden, what plants would I possess?"
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Jimin's POV

It's safe to say that we're finally in the sanction of the restaurant kitchen. I feel at home here, as strange and unexpected as it may sound, I felt like I belonged.

I was currently propped up on the kitchen counter with my legs dangling over the edge as they swung lightly beneath me. I was waiting for Jungkook to finish one of his many interviews for what seemed like the millionth time today. After he had relaunched the opening of the restaurant doors, we had made our way into the restaurant where Jungkook was flanked with various businessmen.

They were all in some way connected to his parents. Whether through business or mere acquaintances. So it was only expected that Kook would have to greet and converse with them out of courtesy. I was unsure on what to do whenever they had showed up, but that never lasted long as Jungkook would pull me closer and introduce me as his significant other.

My reaction was nothing less than you'd expect it to be. My whole body would blossom with the lightest crimson hue whilst my stomach and mind would unfurl with the growing passion I felt for my man. The feeling was so visceral, so deeply ingrained in my veins that it no longer frightened me. It felt, natural. Almost necessary, to love this man.

And I do.

I love him. Utterly and irrevocably.

Which is quite contradictory to the thoughts I had before I met kook. I'd always believed love was an exaggeration. A mere distraction to keep ourselves feeling as if we're important to somebody. We give our all, we sacrifice what little sanity we have left simply to feel wanted, needed. To the point where we become dependent on that very person we made our world.

We begin to believe that we cannot live without them. That the world no longer functions without their being the constant in our lives. I had swore to myself that I would never allow myself to be in that situation. That I would never risk putting myself in such a vulnerable state over a person.

I was foolish then.

I am foolish now.

But the difference between then and now, is that I was foolishly incapable of loving another for the fear and detriment of my own being. Whilst now, I'd willingly and unconditionally ruin myself, for I am foolishly in love.

So, in conclusion? Maybe being foolish isn't such a bad thing after all.

It's quite comical how everything had come back full circle. And the best part of the whole ordeal, is that I wouldn't change a single thing. Because we shouldn't be frightened of love. We shouldn't be scared of wanting to dote and love on another. However, we do have to be wary of who we choose to give that love to.

Love freely. Just don't love for the sake of wanting love.

"Jimin, dear?" Moon called out to me softly, drawing me out of my muse.

"Yes Moon?" I responded with a fond smile.

"You feeling better sweetie? Your stitches haven't opened up, have they?"

"No they haven't. I'm suppose to get them taken out tomorrow actually"

"Oh that's great, would you like me to come along? I can watch Ji for you" he asked with anticipation glimmering in his eyes.

"It's alright, Kook will be there. Although you seem very jubilant at the idea" I giggled, watching as a light blush coated his cheeks.

"Honestly it's cuz i want to spend more time with Ji. My husband is hogging him right now... it ain't fair..."