Chapter Nine

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Jimin's POV-

After Namjoon drives away, I drag the suitcase with wheels across the pavement as Jungkook carries my duffle bag. I look down at the tattooed hand that is free between us.

Damn, even his hands are sexy.

Damn, even his hands are sexy

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"Can I hold your hand?"

He smirks. "I'm not stopping you."

I slide my hand into his and step closer to him, trying not to smile like a fool. His fingers hold mine in a possessive grip and we cross the parking lot and hand the bags to the man standing next to the steps at the entrance.

He only lets go of me when I board the plane and turns to speak quietly to another guy that seemed to show up out of nowhere. He hands Jungkook a thick catalog envelope, and I turn away so it doesn't seem like I'm eavesdropping.

I take a look around and although I've never been on a private jet to compare it to, I'm impressed. It's all clean and expensive looking, with a darker-themed interior.

 It's all clean and expensive looking, with a darker-themed interior

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~A/N: This is like, really pretty to me. I found it on Google,🤭 but we are gonna pretend I didn't, okay??🤣😭 If you don't see things I talk about in the picture then use your imagination. The plane doesn't look EXACTLY like this, okay?

"Take a seat anywhere, we have a lot to talk about," Jungkook says, touching his hand lightly to the small of my back as he passes me and sets the envelope on the table. "Do you drink champagne? You didn't at Jin's the other night, but I'm asking to be sure."

I sit down and shake my head. "No, it gives me a headache."

Jungkook nods, his eyes steady on me as if he isn't surprised. "What do you want to drink?"

"I'll take water if you have any..."

"If you have any... I mock myself in my head. I sound like an idiot. Of course, he has fucking water. What kinda dumb, stupid-ass—

 "Jimin." Jungkook says. 

His eyebrows are raised. I stare blankly at him and then realize that he probably said something that I didn't catch.

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