A Gorgeous White || bts_taegi_fanfic ||

❄️|| Chapter 35: Won't you look for me? ||❄️

Chapter 35: Won't you look for me?

Yoongi blinked, his bright eyes appeared innocent and vulnerable. "Yes..."

Jungkook grinned. His arm tightened around Yoongi as he inched his face closer. "I'm quite saddened that you weren't expecting me at all. Not even a single letter..."

Yoongi wanted to reply; "We're not even that close...", but he only kept his mouth shut and helplessly looked at him. He glanced at Jimin, who immediately understood. He quietly left in soft steps.

"Ao!"

Mochi refused to go with her despite her gentle coaxes and persistently rubbed on Yoongi's leather-covered calves. This brat. Yoongi sighed and waved his hand at Jimin, telling him to leave the little fox to him. Jungkook chuckled at the Mochi's little antics. He was itching to vigorously rubbed that fluffy fur of pure white but restrained himself, this wasn't just an ordinary fox, it was a very dangerous one. One which countless highborn people wished to possess and tame, it was an extremely ancient mystic beast. If Yoongi wasn't a noble child from the Grand Min household, his little companion might be taken from him so effortlessly.

Once Jimin had left, Yoongi picked up Mochi and faced Jungkook who was grinning stupidly. His forehead creased, "You look very delighted... Should I ask why?"

"Your little pet is adorable. You two make quite the pair"

Mochi suddenly growled at him, silver eyes matching his master's equally intimidating glare. Yoongi really did not like the sound of adorable describing him. Although, he was oblivious of the fact that his sole reputation in the estate exactly describes him like this.

"You must feel really hot, Young master Jungkoo-"

"Kookie..." The amber-eyed young man interrupted, "we agreed didn't we?"

"Ah..." Yoongi paused, "... Kookie."

"I really wasn't expecting you to arrive this soon. However, since you're here, would you like to join me for tea?"

"It would be a pleasure" Jungkook quipped. His eyes traced the young man's silver irises beneath those long white lashes. Suddenly, he remembered the youth's striking archer form days ago. The skies were layered with black and a red haze of smoke rose in the air, yet the figure of white, bravely standing on the pavilion's roof with his dazzling bow of ice aimed to fire, rescuing their suffocating lives. He saw it all... It was captivating...

He spoke not a single word as both Yoongi and he went to Yoongi's private sitting room. Jimin had already prepared high-quality tea and snacks, his hands were very decorative and reliable. He bowed and led Jungkook to his seat as Yoongi excused himself so that he could change his sweaty clothes.

Not more than a few minutes later, Yoongi returned fresh and comfortable.

"I'm sorry to hear about the Midnight garden." Yoongi expressed his worries to him, truthfully, he was saddened by the situation. However, judging by Jungkook's expression he doesn't seem to be too affected.

"It's an old piece of land, the flowers are aged and old. It didn't matter to me." He shook his head, "Sure the flowers were precious, however, it isn't the only source of cultivation in this small world."

Yoongi nodded as if he understood. Jungkook might be okay with it but perhaps his parents didn't take the situation lightly. With such a garden like that, it was such a waste for it to only be burned away into ashes.

"Oh, Yoongi." Jungkook's eyes lit up, a cheeky smile on his face. "... I believe you've already heard of the news. Surprising isn't it? How does it feel to be the center of the Circle's attention?"