FIFTY SHADES OF JEON || BOOK 2 JIKOOK ✅ (18*)

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JIMIN POV

Mrs Jones is more than
welcome to do it during the
week the last thing I'll want to
do when I come home from
work is cook.

Hmm a bit like Jungkook's routine with his submissives.

I shake my head.

I mustn't overthink this.

I find some ham in the fridge
and in the crisper a perfectly
ripe avocado.

As I am adding a touch of salt and lemon to the mashed avocado, Jungkook emerges
from his study with the plans for the new house in his hands.

He puts them on the breakfast bar, saunters toward me and wraps his arms around me, kissing my neck.

"Barefoot and in the kitchen." he murmurs.

"Shouldn't that be barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen?" I smirk.

He stills, his whole body tensing against me.

"Not yet." he declares, apprehension clear in his voice.

"No! Not yet!"

He relaxes. "On that we can agree, Mr Jeon."

"You do want kids though, don't you?"

"Sure Eventually but I'm not ready to share you yet."

He kisses my neck again.

Oh . . . share?

"What are you making? Looks good." He kisses me behind my ear and I know it's to distract me.

A delicious tingle travels down my spine.

"Subs." I smirk, recovering my sense of humor.

He smiles against my neck and nips my earlobe. "My favorite."

I poke him with my elbow.

"Baby, you wound me." He clutches his side as if in pain.

"Wimp." I mutter disapprovingly.

"Wimp?" he utters in disbelief.

He slaps my behind, making me yelp. "Hurry up with my food, wench and later I'll show you how wimpy I can be."

He slaps me playfully once more and goes to the fridge.

"Would you like a glass of
wine?" he asks.

"Please."

Jungkook spreads Gia's plans
out over the breakfast bar.

She really has some spectacular ideas.

"I love her proposal to make the entire downstairs back wall
glass but . . ."

"But?" Jungkook prompts.

I sigh. "I don't want to take all the character out of the house."

"Character?"

"Yes, What Gia is proposing is quite radical but I fell in love
with the house as it is warts
and all."

Jungkook's brow furrows as if this is anathema to him.

"I kind of like it the way it is," I whisper.

Is this going to make him mad?

He regards me steadily.

"I want this house to be the
way you want, Whatever you want. It's yours."

"I want you to like it, too."

"To be happy in it, too."

"I'll be happy wherever you are."