FORGOTTEN || JIKOOK ✅

14.

JIMIN POV

We spent the next month together almost solidly.

As we discussed, Jungkook stayed around here rather than me and Ari going over to his
and I was pretty sure she
loved having him around.

He really doted on her which I sort of wished he wouldn't do
but he'd missed out on eight years with her, I could hardly
tell him no.

The weekdays I spent doing my freelance work as normal but
the evenings we would cook together and I'd help Ari with
her homework while Jungkook cleared up and he'd desperately try not to give hints but could almost never help it.

He'd sometimes put her to bed, which I think she liked because he was always better at the voices in bedtime stories than
I was.

Sometimes we did it together, and I think she liked that the most.

I think I liked that the most for certain because it made me feel like we were a proper family.

On the weekends we would
have family days out, visiting parks or heading out of town, really getting to know one another and when I had a freelance project due, Jungkook stepped in to look after Ari for the day to give me the time to hide away in the study to do it.

He'd take her out for the day all by himself and she'd come back full of stories of all the places they'd been and the free donuts they'd consumed at Big Hit.

He even brought his schoolwork over here to do, really moving
a lot of his stuff into the house.

He had a draw in my bedroom,
a shelf in the bathroom cabinet; he was part of the house now.

I struggled to imagine a night without him.

Sleeping with Jungkook was
still my favorite thing.

We'd discovered new ways to have sex too, with standing up
in the shower being my favorite, and by far the most adventurous.

It was blissful.

I wanted it to last forever but there was a huge part of me that knew that it couldn't, a part of me that still doubted that he truly wanted me, no matter how many nights we spend together, no matter how many times he told me, no matter how many times he well and truly fucked my brains out and then cuddled me to sleep.

And it started a month or so
after we first reconnected with each other.

I kissed Jungkook goodbye on my doorstep one morning and
I could have sworn I saw that same woman who bumped
into us in bakery driving past
our house.

I hardly got a glimpse of her in the car and if I'm perfectly honest, I couldn't really tell you what she looked like because
it was about a month ago.

But she was driving slowly, so I was feeling suddenly nervous.

I got Ari ready for school and walked her to the bus stop, unable to shake that nervous feeling from my stomach as I said my goodbyes and waved
her off to school.

Everything had been going so well for so long, it would just
be the worst timing if all of
this was about to go south.

Trying to take my mind off it,
I started to run my errands, quickly tidying up the house
and then hopping in the car
to head to the grocery store.

I couldn't shake the feeling
that something was wrong, I
couldn't get it out of my head.

I felt sick.

Maybe I was just hungry.

That had to be it.

I start shopping, trying to take my mind off of it by focusing on that. I needed the distraction.