HIS [Jikookau]

2

Even if he was a human born to wolf parents, Jimin still believed that there was someone out there for him. It may seem stupid to wait to have that feeling of finally meeting his one which his father always described when he met his mother. The feeling of overwhelming joy, the contrasting and loud beating of your heart, the hash breath and cocoon of warm over your body. The peace, joy and security of knowing that you were loved by the one whom you also love deeply.

Jimin always hope to have that but he has not met anyone who made him feel that way and so his dream was slowly becoming that, a dream.

He came in today feeling energetic and happy for no reason but giving that was how most of his day were, he brushed it off. He was talking to Mrs Lee when he felt eyes in him, and intense gaze burning into his skull.

He turned only to gasp. He man before him is strikingly beautiful. He looked like he belonged up there in the heavens. His aura was intimidating and also calming which confused him. He has long silky black hair,long enough to tie into a bun but left to gather in the wind, hair parted to reveal beautiful forehead, eyes as black as night with long thick lashes which continued to stare intensely at him, to a very beautiful nose to thin luscious lips and a jawline so sharp Jimin swore it would cut him if he run his fingers along. All in all the man in front of him was dangerously attractive. Very dangerously attractive.

He vaguely saw Mrs. Lee move away after staring curiously at the two. Jimin, who was having a staring contest with the man a few feet from him saw said man walk briskly towards him.

Jimin had no time to react before his body was thrown into the muscled chest of the stranger with his face crooked into Jimin's neck, sparks flying everywhere. Jimin was soon hit with a scent he could easily drown himself in.

Pine, with an underlying scent of cinnamon

The stranger's strong scent enveloped him making his head spin, he swore his back tingled when their bodies came into contact with each other. Strangely, he found himself relaxing into his warmth, sneakingly burying his nose into chest,wanting more.

"It's you. It's really you. Goddess, I've finally found you" he heard him mutter to himself almost in disbelieve. He knew of only one race who used that word goddess which his father used all too often, telling him who the man was.

"Mate" he mumbled under his breath making Jimin freeze for the second time.

Mate. He said Mate. D-does t-hat mean...is h-he?? His mate. He is his mate. The handsome hunk wrapped around him is his mate. His heart started beating faster as the notion settled in his mind.

Jungkook pulled himself from the beauty when he heard his pounding heart. He looked down into his frantic gaze realizing how his actions were strange and uncultured to the human.

Jimin almost whined when the wolf stepped away putting enough distance between them. Jimin watched as he looked anywhere but him, stuffing his hands into his pockets of his white jeans that was paired with brown turtle neck which identified his strong muscles perfectly. He saw the little mole under his lips from their close proximity making his stomach feel weird in a good way.

"I...I... Sorry" Jungkook said apologetically. Damn Jungkook what is wrong with you.

"It's okay" Jungkook snapped his head to meet the black orbs when the sweet voice of his mate reached his ears and he wanted to swoon. Wait..he is okay with this? He thought, confused.

Is his mate used to random men hugging him out of nowhere? Jungkook resisted the sudden edge to growl just at the thought of someone so close to his mate. He closed eyes trying to calm himself, his suddenly murderous wolf not helping.