✨MY LIGHT IN THE DARK ✨ || JIKOOK ✅

25.

JIMIN POV

I couldn't believe how much
had happened in the space
of a few months.

My priorities had shifted
though not completely.

They still mostly centered
around Jungkook and my job, just in a different arrangement.

A few months ago I was a
single man silently and hopelessly falling for my
best friend who I had to
watch get hurt a hundred
times without being able
to do anything for him.

I was a good detective,
working on an important
case and trying to be a good friend while I was doing it.

I was in control, I was determined.

I felt like I could lecture Jungkook and my other
friends on their life choices because mine were on point, even if that sometimes made
me a bit of an ass at times.

And none of those things
had really changed.

I still tried to live my life well.

I still tried to be the best
friend I could be.

I still worked my cases
with the same intensity.

But now Jungkook was
my everything.

Jungkook was the start and
end of my days and he
filled my thoughts.

He was who I wanted to
spend the rest of my life with.

He was the reason this
shooting had thrown me so
much because when I opened
my heart to him, my heart
had opened wider to
everyone else as well.

The feelings I'd had for those
in my life before, the
partnership I appreciated
with Jih, the friendship I
leaned on with Hunter, the banter I loved with the rest
of our friends, all of it
suddenly meant more.

And just as this case and
Jiwoo threatened to take all
of it away, I realized how
much I'd never be able to
live without Jungkook.

It could have been me on my way to the hospital, not Jih.

I could have been dead.

Our whiskey arrivedwith no
smile from the surly old
man who owned the pub.

He grumbled something
that sounded like a
complaint about all the
people in tonight and Hunter
and I shared small grins.

"Let's do it like a shot."

Hunter challenged, getting
into the mood I needed
from him.

I snorted.

"Like you can beat me."

He picked up his glass and I clanked mine to his lightly.

"Bottoms up." he said with a laugh and then tipped his
glass to his lips.

I needed no further incentive
and did the same.

I barely tasted the smoky
drink and it burned all the
way down.

I winced.

This was a horrible way to
try to drink a really good
whiskey but it was
exactly what I needed.

I smirked at him before
sitting back on my stool.

"Thanks for this."

"I don't want Jungkook to see
me in such a horrible mood."

He shrugged but frowned.

"Yeah, I get that."

"Maybe we shouldn't stay
out too late, though."