✨MY LIGHT IN THE DARK ✨ || JIKOOK ✅

14.

JUNGKOOK POV

The sounds of gravel crunching
in my driveway startled me
about three seconds after I walked in the front door from
my clinic shift at the hospital.

Someone was here and not
many people came to visit, especially without calling first.

It couldn't possibly be not so soon.

Last time he'd waited a week before seeing me again and it had only been a day since our date night.

But when I peeked out my window, there Jimin was,
walking up to my front door.

He looked a bit more frazzled than normal, nothing anyone
else would notice but there
was something in his eyes, a
slightly quicker speed to his walk, that made me go immediately to my door.

I didn't even try to pretend I hadn't been watching from the window, I opened the door before he knocked.

The minute the door was open,
I was in his arms, almost
without thought.

Yes, it had been less than twenty-four hours but I had missed him.

I wrapped myself around him, kissing him, reveling in the fact that I was allowed to do that now.

Jimin chuckled against my lips before returning the kiss in
equal measure.

He held me tighter against
him and started walking.

I presumed he was taking us
into the house, since our greeting had turned more than PG-rated but I wasn't certain, and I didn't care to check.

He could have taken us to the middle of the road and I wouldn't want to stop kissing him.

Jimin's kisses were addictive—hard one minute and aching
soft the next, I never knew
which way he was going to go.

It was like he was one second away from tearing our clothes off and getting so deep inside me he'd never be able to leave and yet holding himself back at
every turn.

It was hot, feeling how much he wanted me and knowing he wanted to treat me right.

I loved this new side of Jimin.

All too soon he had us inside my house and he placed me on my feet, pressing one last desperate kiss to my lips before pulling away.

If only I was taller, the stronger one, I'd never let him get away.

As it was, I clung to his hair, trying to keep him close until
I realized how clingy that was
and let go abruptly.

Jimin smiled a moment at my antics before leading us to the couch in my living room and
then sitting us down.

His good mood had bled away, and it occurred to me that it wasn't normal for Jimin to be
out of work so early in the day.

Something was wrong, I just didn't know what.

Surely he wouldn't have kissed me if he wanted to break up, right?

Although, could you call what
we were doing dating anyway?

We'd kissed a few times, went
on one date and called and texted for a week.

I held my breath and waited
for him to start speaking.

"One of Jiwoo's friends decided
to make a visit to the station today to warn me off the case."

He delivered the news calmly, with already a hint of reassurance in his voice but the words still stopped my heart or at least, that's what it felt like.