The Past In The Present - JIKOOK

Chapter 12

Third Person's POV

Central Park, the biggest and the most famous urban park not just in the city, but in the world. The weather is sunny, which is odd because it's a winter season. There are so many people in the park, enjoying the nice weather. You can hear the shouting of kids and the air is filled with the voices of people. 

The blonde and beautiful men riding his bicycle, enjoying the atmosphere of people voices, children playing, the weather. The warm wind brushes his face and hair. That men is Jimin. 

Jimin sees that now in this path he's riding his bicycle there are not much people, so he closes his eyes and widens his arms in the air and only paddles with his feet. He takes a deep breath of fresh air, and smiles widely. 

After a few moments he opens his eyes and hits the break to stop. He get's off his bike and lays it on a street lamp and sits on the bench near the lamp. He sighs and just observing the scenery in front of him. 

Jimin's POV

I look at people passing by, families, a lot of couples and it makes me think. Gosh, how I wish to have someone. Call me old fashioned, call me overly romantic, but I just can't help it. I don't even know what's being in love means, what is love? I just know, I want someone passionate, something adventures. I smile remembering my parent's love story. My mom was 20 years old, she was so pretty, still is, smart, confident and very hard to please. She was working part time in a night bar and that's where she met my dad. My dad was handsome 27 year old business men. The moment he layed the eyes on my mom, that was it. And like I said my mom was very hard to please, dad did so much romantic stuff for her, he even took her to Italy for the first time. I remember how my mom had tickets for her favorite band to go with her friend, my dad wanted her on the day of the concert to go on the date with him, she said "No, i'm going." and than she said "Fine, I won't go to the concert unless in the restaurant the songs of my favorite band play over and over." She said that as a joke, but my dad took it serious, so he payed to the restaurant manger for the songs to be playing all night. And that was only their beginning, even to this day they are still very good looking people, doing romantic stuff. 

For a few moments, Jimin closed his eyes soaking in the sun, when he noticed someone took a sit next to him on the bench. Just out of curiosity, he turned his head a little to look at the person. I saw a men in a black outfit, a black mask covering his face and a black cap. Isn't he hot in all that, why is he covering his face. I keep staring at him longer than I realized, when the guy also turned his head realizing I'm staring at him. I widen my eyes and turn my head fast to look straight. 

I feel his stare on me, I mean I know, I was staring at him, but why is he staring at me. I keep looking straight, ignoring it. 

Jungkook's POV

When I sit on the bench to take a little rest from walking, I feel a person beside me staring at me. I try to ignore it, but the person is staring longer than you should stare at the person. So I turn my head to look at the person to find out what he or she deal is. It's a HE. I see him quickly turning his head to look straight, but I saw his full face. My jaw opens in complete shock, my eyes are frozen on the men beside me. I can't help, but look at him. I turn my head to look straight, not want him to think I am some creep. I close my eyes, feeling tears building in them. I smile widely. I couldn't stop my tears to fall wetting my mask. I can't believe it, I can't believe my own eyes. It's him, but I can't do anything about it. The soft voice breaks my thoughts. 

"Hey, didn't want to bother you, but saw you even with that mask that you're crying. Here." That men says, handing me a tissue, and it's the same soft voice just like I remember. I take the tissue from his hand, and our fingers brush. I feel that tingling and sparking feeling in me. Who would have thought, the fearless, the dangerous and most powerful mafia boss and the world's famous busniessmen Jeon Jungkook getting emotional over a men. 

"Thank you." I said with a very low voice. I didn't know how could I even say those two words, it felt like I've lost my voice. It's not easy to shock ME, to surprise me. But this I've never imagined happening. 

My thoughts are wild in my brain, kept thinking how is this possible. I mean, I clearly know that this is not him HIM. But, this men, this men voice brings me in time when I was happy, and all those memories keep coming. I smile thinking about it. 

After a while we just sit in silence, but I snap my eyes when he starts to get up and leave. I don't know what came over me, but I just had to stop him. 

"Wait!!!" I say, and he stops holding his bike now. How do I play this, to sound weird. 

"Umm, gosh. Would you like to go with me for a hot beverage? I mean, the Sun is gone, and it started to be a little chilly. Feel free to say no." I say, freaking out in my mind right now. Is he going to say yes or now? Gosh, why would he say yes? If some stranger asked me like I did just now, I would turn him down and laughed. 

I see him thinking for a few seconds, when a smile appears on his face. Gosh, even the same smile. 

"But you don't know me, and I don't know you. Why would I say yes?" He says, and I laugh a little nodding my head. 

"Yeah, you're right. Why would you say yes!! You know, I don't say to a lot of people, but you are very beautiful and also interesting." I said, now gaining my confidence and my voice back. 

"Is that supposed to be a compliment, it's very simple. I hear it often." He replies back with a smirk.

Gosh, sassy much. I like it, in my line of two jobs, being mafia boss and being the CEO, nobody dares to speak to me like that. But since he doesn't who I am, and I don't actually mind it. 

Before I say something, I feel a drop on my jacket, than another on my face. I look at the sky, to see it starts to rain, and didn't even realize the sky was already dark. Even though it's just 6 PM. 

Than I hear him, "Come on, quickly before we get drenched. There's a small cafe nearby, we can go there and you're buying. I smirk and follow him to the cafe, and say in myself "Thank you RAIN."

To be continued...