MY CHRISTMAS MIRACLE || JIKOOK ✅

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JIMIN POV

The furnace was not a simple fuse after all and I woke up the next morning able to see my breath.

The rest of me was warm and toasty all snuggled into my bear.

I didn't want to move.

Staying in his arms sounded like perfection but if I could see my breath it was far too cold for the pipes.

It was time to restart the wood stove and call Rod.

I was not impressed.

"Where are you going?" Poor Jungkook was still half asleep.

I hadn't meant to wake him.

"I'll be right back."

I kissed his cheek and ran down the stairs to start the fire... running because it was damn cold.

The furnace had been working fine when I woke up to take care of Snow, which was good.

I didn't have to worry about frozen pipes just yet but wow, the temperature dropped quickly.

It didn't take long to get a message sent to the repairman and the fire going.

A quick trip to the bathroom later, I was back under the covers snuggling in close.

"I missed you." He pulled me to him.

"Come back to hybe Den with me, You can bring Snowflake."

"The furnace is out again, I can't." As much as I wanted to.

"Not until I know for sure the furnace is working."

"The pipes will burst."

He brushed his lips against my mating mark. "Rod is on my
shit list." he mumbled against
my skin.

"I don't want to leave you here."

"But you have cases and a den
to deal with." I filled in for him.

"If I didn't have court all week, I'd hide here with you until Christmas."

"Come back." I rolled over to face him.

"Let's do Christmas here, There's a lot to talk about and this place feels kind of magic for us."

"That's frostbite." He cupped
my cheek.

"Not magic but of course I will spend Christmas here with you."

"I'll tell my Beta it's my mating moon." Jungkook kissed the tip of my nose.

"If I could skip court..."

"I know my love but you can't."

"A jailed bear is not fun at all."

Jungkook's rich chuckle was officially my new favorite sound.

"It would be clients being pissed and a judge no longer looking at me as one of the good ones, not jail."

"What time do you need to leave?" I nestled my head into his mating mark, the one I gave him the one that made him mine.

I might be a little bit proud of it.

Just a little.

"The hotel said noon and I have a den meeting tonight."

"Which means you probably need to shower and go."

I hated the sound of that.

"Maybe I could go in with you, you know, to help wash your
hair and speed things along?"