Fifty Shades Of Jeon || Jikook ✅ (18+) Book 1

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JIMIN POV

"Jungkook!"

I turn my head in time to see Grace barreling across the great room from where she had been pacing somewhere behind me, and there in the entrance stands a dismayed Jungkook.

He's dressed in just his shirtsleeves and suit pants and he's holding his navy jacket, shoes and socks.

He looks tired, dirty, and utterly beautiful.

Holy fuck...Jungkook.

He's alive.

I gaze numbly at him, trying to work out if I'm hallucinating or if he's really here.

His expression is one of utter bewilderment.

He deposits his jacket and shoes on the floor in time to catch Grace who throws her arms around his neck and kisses him hard on the cheek.

"Mom?" He gazes down at her, completely at a loss.

"I thought I'd never see you again." Grace whispers, voicing our collective fear.

"Mom, I'm here." I hear the consternation in his voice.

"I died a thousand deaths today," she whispers, her voice barely audible, echoing my thoughts.

She gasps and sobs, no longer able to hold back her tears.

Jungkook frowns, horrified or mortified I don't know which then after a beat, envelops her in a huge hug, holding her close.

"Oh, Jungkook." she chokes, wrapping her arms around him, weeping into his neck -all self-restraint forgotten and Jungkook doesn't balk.

He just holds her, rocking to and fro, comforting her.

Scalding tears pool in my eyes.

Carrick hollers from the hallway.

"He's alive! Shit you're here!" He appears from Taylor's office, clutching his cell phone and embraces both of them, his eyes closed in sweet relief.

"Dad?"

Mia squeals something unintelligible from beside me, then she's up, running, joining her parents, hugging all of them, too.

Finally the tears start to cascade down my cheeks. He's here, he's fine But I cannot move.

Carrick is the first to pull away, wiping his eyes and clapping Jungkook on the shoulder.

Mia releases them and Grace steps back.

"Sorry." she mumbles.

"Hey, Mom it's okay," he says, consternation still evident on his face.

"Where were you?"

"What happened?" Grace cries and puts her head in her hands.

"Mom." Jungkook mutters.

He draws her into his arms again and kisses the top of her head.

"I'm here, I'm good. It's just taken me a hell of a long time to get back from Portland.

"What's with the welcoming committee?" He looks up and scans the room until his eyes lock with mine.

He blinks and glances briefly at Joon, who lets go of my hand.

Jungkook's mouth tightens.

I drink in the sight of him and relief courses through me, leaving me spent, exhausted and completely elated.

Yet my tears don't stop.

Jungkook turns his attention back to his mother.

"Mom, I'm good. What's wrong?" Jungkook says reassuringly.