“Go away.”
“Last warning, angel face. We’re pulling out in three minutes.”
Jimin squeezed his eyes open just far enough to focus on the clock by the couch and realize it was five in the morning. He didn’t go anywhere at five in the morning, so he snuggled deeper into his pillow, and moments later, he drifted back to sleep. The next thing he knew, Jungkook was picking him up.
“Stop it!” he croaked. “What are you doing?”
Without a word, Jungkook carried him outside into the chilly morning air, tossed him into the cab of the truck, and slammed the door. The chill of the vinyl upholstery against his bare legs brought him instantly awake and reminded him that he wore only Jungkook's gray T-shirt and a pair of ice blue underpants. Jungkook climbed in the other side, and moments later, they pulled away from the abandoned lot.
“How could you do this? It’s only five o’clock! Nobody gets up this early!”
“We do. We’re moving into North Carolina today.”
He looked disgustingly awake. He was dressed in a pair of jeans and a wine red knit shirt. His eyes trickled down to Jimin's bare legs. “Next time maybe you’ll get up when I tell you.”
“I’m not dressed! You have to let me get my clothes. And I need makeup. My hair—I have to brush my teeth!”
He reached into his pocket and withdrew a flattened pack of Dentyne.
Jimin snatched it from him, and as he took out a piece and put it in his mouth, last night’s events replayed in his mind. He searched Jungkook's face for some sign of remorse but saw none. He was too tired and depressed to pick another quarrel, but if he just let it go, everything would still be on Jungkook's terms.
“It’s going to be hard for me to fit in here after what happened last night.”
“You’re going to have a hard time fitting in no matter what.”
“I’m your husband,” he said quietly, “and you’re not the only one who has pride. You publicly embarrassed me last night, and I didn’t deserve it.”
He said nothing, and if it hadn’t been for the slight tightening at the corners of his mouth, Jimin might have believed he hadn’t heard him.
Jimin removed the gum from his mouth and folded it in the wrapper. “Please pull off the road so I can get my things from the trailer.”
“You had your chance, and you blew it.”
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kiss an angel( Jikook ver.)
FanfictionWhere rich spoiled brat Park Jimin is forced to marry supposedly poor, cold, arrogant Jeon Jungkook. PS: This book is the Jikook version of the novel Kiss An Angel by Susan Elizabeth Philips.
