The Truth Untold- 지극

VIII

Because if I was, I couldn't have done this-" he grinned before he pressed his lips over Jungkook's.

Jimin pulled over after a quick and childish peck. The look Jungkook had on his face right now was so fascinating it made Jimin giggle out loud.

Jungkook soon came back to his senses and he pulled the laughingly Jimin close to him, wrapping his arms around the boys neck.

Jimin in return dragged his arms around Jungkook's trunk as they hugged each other tightly, fitting in the bed perfectly.

The smaller smiled and snuggled his face in Jungkook's chest and felt more blessed when Jungkook placed small and soft kissed on the top of his head.

He just wanted to be like that forever. In his arms, in his embrace feeling loved and being loved.

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"Sir..." yoongi called Jungkook. "Did you tell him the truth?" he asked.

Jungkook just smiled and shook his head. "No, I couldn't. I was about to but then something stopped me..."

He kept fiddling with a bunch of keys in his hand. "Hey, Yoongi?" he called out.

"Yes sir," Yoongi rushed near him.

"I was thinking of gifting Jimin this new apartment as soon as I tell him the truth but since I cannot, I want you to reach this to him someway, Okay?"

"Sure sir." He bowed and was about t leave the room with the keys but turned around again.

"Sir about the guy yesterday at the party who tried to mess with sir Jimin..."

"Yes, what about him? Did you guys follow him and looked what is he upto?"

"yes sir, he....he owns a prostitute club. He manipulates the smaller models and gets them into prostitution in name of more money."

Jungkook clenched his fingers into a fist as veins popped on the either side. "And?"

"A-and" Yoongi shuttered. "I assume he had approached sir Jimin for the same reas-"

"Damn it!!" Jungkook slammed his fist in the table, small crack on the white surface to which Yoongi widened his eyes.

"Get that asshole to me-" Jungkook growled in the most scariest way possible. "And get his fucking business down by tomorrow!!!"

"Yes sir!" Yoongi striked and rushed out of the room.

"Fucking piece of shit...how dare he lay his filthy hands on my Jimin. How fucking-"

"Sir...your food is here,"

Jungkook looked at the door and sighed a breath. He rubbed his forehead and tried to calm himslef down. "Come on in hyung." he gestured the man inside.

"You shouldn't be cursing out that loud in the morning. You're mood will get ruined for the whole day, sir-" The man mumbled as he placed the tray on the table.

"I know...I'm just worried for him," Jungkook stared at the delicious meal and frowned.

He's having such a good meal here but what about Jimin? Does he even have money to buy himself lunch today?

The man with wide shoulders was about to leave until he got stopped by Jungkook. "Hyung wait-" he called him.

"Yes?" the man turned around.

"Could you prepare something special for the dinner and pack some extra food. I want to have it with someone tonight."

The man smiled and nodded. "Sure sir. Would you like me to pack some red wine too?" he grinned.