UNMASKED || JIKOOK ✅

22.

"Baby, they're going to
love you."

"I promise, Stop worrying."

If I'd had carpet, Jungkook
would have worn a hole in it
with his fretful pacing.

It was a week before
Christmas and my parents
had been scheduled to arrive earlier in the day.

But my mom had a penchant
for being late and they'd tried
to avoid a car accident by
taking another route, so they were a couple of hours behind.

Which of course had
ratcheted up my boy's nerves, giving him time to stew.

I'd successfully distracted
him with mind-numbing sex
a bit earlier but the effects of that were obviously wearing
off as he kept coming up with new reasons to freak out.

He looked down at himself
and then back up at me,
doubt in his eyes.

"Am I dressed nicely
enough?" He was perfect.

The dark green lines of his
neat, button-up, plaid shirt
made the green in his Doe
eyes pop.

He'd paired the shirt with a
sexy pair of skinny chinos
and brown leather shoes that were dressy but not overly so.

"Bae, we've been over this."

"You look gorgeous."

"So much so I had to strip you
of your clothes earlier to let
you know how sexy you look."

"Oh my god, Am I too
sexy?" I tried.

Oh, how I tried to keep a
serious face but my god, it
was impossible.

My grin made him open his mouth in exasperation but
when his expression and the ridiculous conversation we
were having finally took its
toll on me, I couldn't hold
back my laughter.

Jungkook walked over to the couch where I happened to be sitting, picked up a throw
pillow and bopped me on the head with it.

"Don't make fun of me."

"I need to make a good impression."

I swiped for him, wanting to
drag him down onto my lap
and kiss him senseless as a distraction.

But he sidestepped faster than
I thought he was capable of
and crossed his arms over his chest in a defensive position.

"I'm so much younger, they won't take me seriously."

"And I can't even get a
college degree, daddy.."

"I'm not good enough for
you." And that did it.

I was up like a shot tugging
him to me until his body was flush with mine, the anger
clear on my face.

So much so, he looked like a deer caught in headlights.

"Don't you ever say shit like
that about yourself."

"First of all, you're more than
I could ever ask for and
you're probably way too
good for me but I'm keeping
you anyway. Got it?"

His eyes got cartoonishly big, and all he managed was a nod.

"And there will be punishment
for that later."

"The only thing true about any
of it is you're younger than
me and you are but my
parents know I prefer
younger men and they will
take you seriously."

"Hell, they know I'm a
Daddy so I'm sure their assumption is that you're
my boy."

"It's a foregone conclusion."