Descended Angel | PJM

Chapter 24

You flashed him a warm smile as you got up and rubbed your dress with your hands and stuck out an arm, motioning Jimin to get up. He gladly took your hand and got up after you as you started clearing up the basket.

You were already energy-drained and had your insides hurting from laughing and cracking lame jokes but still decided to go for a walk. "You know your jokes all suck, right?" he said as you loaded the basket in the car.

"That's why you were laughing like a hyena? Because my jokes are boring?" you scoffed. "No, because your face was so funny," he giggled. It was impossible to get mad at him at the moment but you acted like you were sad.

"I-I didn't mean that literally-" he said, taking a look at your face after noticing that you had gone quiet. His face was filled with concern and worry so you couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He sighed in relief as you were still roaring with laughter. "Did you actually think- AHAHAHA!" "Shut up!" he said, turning a warm shade of pink. You were now walking at a pretty high area where you could see the Seoul view.

As you walked on the green valley, you felt a soft hand intertwine yours. Again, it shocked you, but you loved the feeling, so you also engulfed your hand over Jimin's.

"I heard somewhere that holding hands helps maintain balance. I'm doing it so you won't fall and then make me responsible. Don't get the wrong idea," he let out a fake cough as you just rolled your eyes.

Both of you knew that he was blabbering complete nonsense anyway. "That's Lotte Tower," he said, finger-pointing the tall city skyscraper into the distance, changing the topic.

"And there's Checkmate Residence," you pointed to another tall building on the left. You were walking and talking and looking at the tiny houses from below as time flew by.

Jimin started swinging his arm so now you had to use more energy. Your body would casually hit his blue denim jacket as you tried to keep up with him. Stop, t-that tickles," you chuckled, twisting his arm.

The small arm-fight turned into him holding your wrists and spinning them. You'll probably fall any minute but you didn't care; you were enjoying this too much "Oh my god! I'm serious! Ahahaha! Stop!"

"How do you even have energy," you fell on the plain green grass that was above a small waterfall. "Y-you're so weak!" he remarked, roaring with laughter as you rolled your eyes for the millionth time.

Right at that moment, your right feet kicked in annoyance. But your slipper was still on your foot. This caused the slipper to fly away and fall into the streaming waterfall.

"Shit," you cursed, looking down to see it fall, but soon disappear and wash away with the waves. "You're clumsy, Y/N, tsk tsk," he clicked his tongue as you shot him a glare.

"It's because you were getting on my nerves, so it's obviously your fault," you folded your arms. "Don't tell me you think I'm gonna get it for you," he scoffed, making you look at him in disbelief.

"What do you think I'm going to do? Walk barefoot? Come on, it's probably there somewhere," you smirked. Of course, you didn't mean it literally, it would be impossible to do that. But you wanted to see his reaction.

"Are you crazy?" he flashed you a half-shocked, half-done face as you just hummed in response. "Hurry up, we need to go home, it's getting late," you sang out, looking at the sun while laying on the grassland.

"You must be stupid... You can go down there and get it if you want. If you want to get eaten by the water monster, sure go ahead," he replied sassily, making you snort.

"Didn't you just say that I'm weak?" you reasoned. "I thought you were just weak but you're dumb and stupid as well,' he teased. "Where did you learn such rude behavior? This is a new side of Park Jimin I'm seeing!" you called out to him.

"Obviously, I'm not boring and meaningless like you," he said. "Me? You're the one who is working twenty-four-seven and you don't have time for your wife. And you tell me I'm boring," you snorted back at him.

He tried his best to not show it but those words had hurt him. Right then, he felt the need to give the woman in front of him the whole world; love, attention, money, sex; whatever it was.

He was determined to spend more time with you and blamed himself, thinking how much of a foolish husband he had been. It killed him inside to know that you felt that way; as if he's always working and spared no time for his beloved wife. Jimin's thoughts were interrupted by your sulking.

"How am I supposed to walk all the way to the car now?" you pouted. "I guess I can walk like this, the ground is not that-" Jimin bent over and put an arm under your legs and the other on your back before scooping you up.

"Y-yah what a-are you doing, p-put me d-down," you stuttered as your heart was racing. "Look? Problem solved," was his reply as he carried you bridal style. Your head was resting against his chest as an arm was around his neck.

"Y-you can put me down," you said shyly. "I wouldn't want to get thorns on your foot," he replied coolly. "Omo- you're blushing!?!?" he exclaimed, taking a look at your face making you hide your face and hit his chest with your fist.

"N-no... It's because of the sun," you tried to defend yourself but he just chuckled. Your legs were dangling as he carried your full weight effortlessly. You couldn't help but wonder how he's not tired yet.

"Omoo, look at them, they're so cute!" you heard someone say. Now you were getting embarrassed. "Hah! Did you see that? She thinks we're cute!" your husband said, smiling ear-to-ear.

You grunted in response but you were sure enjoying this free palanquin ride. "You should be grateful that this Park Jimin is carrying you," he said, smirking, making you scoff.

"I didn't tell you to! You were the one who's obsessed with me," you replied confidently. He had a scornful expression on his face but he didn't know if your words were completely untrue...

Minutes later, you were placed in the front passenger seat as Jimin reached over you to fasten the seatbelt. Faces almost touching, you moved back. "Hey! I wanted to drive!" you whined as he started the Porsche.

"How will you drive? You don't even have both of your slippers," he snorted as you looked at him with disgust. "You don't need bOtH sLiPpErS to drive, for your information," you said, folding your arms. And that's how you went home and passed the whole afternoon.

It was around eight in the evening when someone rang the bell. Thinking about who it could have been, you checked the camera.

Grinning, you opened the door and greeted the unnecessary over-handsome that walked in. It was, of course, the six men that can kill anyone with just a glance. Your husband was the seventh one.

"Noona!" Jungkook greeted you with a side-hug followed by the rest of them. Hoseok threw an arm around a jealous Jimin's shoulder as he said, "I heard you're sick, are you okay now?"

Taehyung then attached the back of his palm to his forehead. "You're all healed now! You must be a magician," he said, looking at you. "I remember Jimin used to get sick because he overworked himself all the time," Yoongi suddenly said.

"And you used to take care of him," Seokjin teased. "Me? Does it look like I care if he's sick or not?" he said savagely, making you chuckle. "You people came at the right time. I made some fresh japchae!" you said

Their faces seemed to genuinely light up at the mention of japchae. It warmed your heart to see these extremely successful people rejoicing at simple things; so pure and good at heart.

"So, how's the tour?" you asked Jungkook who was munching on the delicious glass noodles. "I'm having a great time! The fans are so supportive and I'm overwhelmed by the love!"

You were hearing stories from the members about their past and all you could say was that you were fascinated. And Seokjin would of course pop some dad jokes from time to time.

"What did zero say to eight? It said 'The belt looks good on you'" Seokjin said as he broke into laughter, shaking and slapping his thighs while just being loud and funny. The others were just rolling their eyes as you laughed with him.