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37 : The Big Launch

Jungkook helped Jimin out of the wheelchair once they were done eating and the older happily hummed a song. "You have to show your boujee life to everyone, don't you?" The younger asked, transferring the man on the stretcher.

"What?! I wanted to get my plaster cut in the comfortable setting."

"We are in the middle of the ocean. I had to fly the doctor here." Jungkook stated in a testy bark, folding his arms against his chest.

"You were the one who wanted me to be a superhero, director Jeon. Thankfully for you, I broke my leg in the last stunt scene and finished the movie on time. What are you complaining about? I will be walking on my feet for the movie screening. I see no harm no foul." Jimin grumbled lazily.

Jungkook smiled nervously at the doctor who walked into the living room of the resort they had booked in Greece, situated on the water. After finishing the movie shoot, they had come here for a few day's vacations. Having a broken foot, Jimin mostly remained on the bed, letting Jungkook cling to him. Today was the day he would walk again.

Just as the doctor took out his equipment to cut the plaster out, Jungkook grouched his face. "Is that gold?"

"Yeah, got it especially custom-made," Jimin grinned, making his boyfriend roll his eyes and walk near him to hold his hand.

The doctor began to cut through the plaster, and it was painless. Jimin kept his stare at Jungkook's worried face for the entirety of the task.

"Here you go, Mr. Park."

Jungkook looked down at Jimin's leg before the man could and smiled zestily. "Thank you for coming, doctor." He lurked and hugged the medical practitioner. The doctor smiled in return, looking at Jimin sitting on the stretcher bed, legs now fallen to the ground as he smiled.

They soon helped Jimin on his foot. The first step was lousy as Jungkook held Jimin's waist tightly. "You are doing great, Jimin Hyung."

The actor had a soft smile on his face, looking at Jungkook taking care of him. Assistant or not, the younger was always there for his needs. On the other hand, Jimin tried and failed to learn to cook for his man. He sometimes felt that his feelings for Jungkook were no match for Jungkook's feelings for him, but he was certain that if there was anyone in the world he wanted to leave his wealth to after he died, it was Jungkook.

They were left alone once the doctor departed after suggesting a few rigor exercises. Before long, Jimin's legs were carrying him well and he heard the younger sigh. "I can't tell you how relieved I am!" He hugged Jimin so hard that the man gasped at first, but understood that his fiance missed hugging him like this.

"It's all good now, baby."

The 24-year-old felt Jimin's lips behind his ears and he meekly whimpered. "Hyung,"

"Hm?" Jimin's voice was defiled with lust.

"We will be late for the movie release event. We have a flight to catch." Although Jungkook's words were affirmative, his body language and his tone weren't.

Jimin chuckled, letting his hand trail down and squeeze the younger's booty. "Don't you want me to place you against the wall, love?"

"Later tonight," Jungkook had to pull through with difficulty as he parted. "But I think we should take it easy for a few more days."

"Your time is over, baby. I am calling the shots now. When I say I will fuck you against the wall, the only message I want you to take from it is that you will be walking in the buttplugs the whole day today. Am I loud and clear, doll?"

Jungkook's lips stretched as blush brushed all over him. He nodded. "Good boy mine." Jimin pecked his lips quickly.

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