«𝐁𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭» || 𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜

«Chapter 21 • Back Home»

Jungkook was finally able to go back home.

"Ready to go Jungkook?" Jennie asked.

"Yes, I'm more than ready," Jungkook said and Jennie smiled.

Jennie had already packed all of his things, and put them on his black Lamborghini.

The two walked towards the Lamborghini. Though Jennie was the one driving. Jennie helped Jungkook get there. He still had the surgery.

"Here we go," Jennie said as she started driving towards Jungkook's home.

When they arrived Jennie was surprised with the mansion. It looked stunning. She helped Jungkook get to his living room. Then some bodyguards unloaded the things.

Jungkook took a bath. Meanwhile Jennie went to her house.

"Jennie, could you stay with me here? I know you have other things to do, but it will make me feel better," Jungkook asked Jennie by texted.

"Sure, just let me take a bath and pack somethings. Also can I take Kuma?" Jennie asked.

"Yes," Jungkook replayed.

She went on and took a bath. She put on a blue sweater, white skirt, knee long blue socks, white tennis shoes, and a blue beret.

Jennie also packed somethings for Kuma. The little dog also needed his things.

She too the bus and went to Jungkook's house. It was cold. It was the beginning of December.

When she arrived she knocked on the door, and a bodyguard came out.

"Hello, I'm Jungkook's friend, he-" Jennie said as the bodyguard open her the door, "thank you."

The bodyguard lead Jennie to the living room where Jungkook's sitting. When Jungkook saw Jennie, he made a motion with his hands for her to sit beside him. And she did.

"I don't like being like this," Jungkook said.

"Being like what?" Jennie asked.

"Not being able to do much," Jungkook said.

"What about your parents?" Jennie asked. That question seemed to make JK uncomfortable. "I'm sorry I didn't me-" Jennie said Jungkook cut her off.

"No, no, is just that, they, loved Lisa, they say she was better for me. So when I broke with her, they where angry. And I haven't talked with them since," Jungkook answered.

Jennie sighted. "I know how it feels," Jennie murmured between teeth.

"Sorry?" Jungkook said.

"Nothing," Jennie said. Jungkook didn't seemed comfortable with the answer, he didn't believe, but he let it slide.

"Want to watch a movie?" Jungkook asked.

"Sure," Jennie said.

He turned the TV on.

"What movie?" JK asked.

"Maybe 101 Dalmatians?" Jennie suggested and JK nodded.

"Jennie, I've never ask you your age, or birthday," Jungkook said.

"Well, I'm 24 years old, and I was born on January 16 1996, and you?" Jennie asked.

"I'm 23 years old, I was born on September 1 1997," Jungkook said.

When the movie was about in the middle, Jennie felt something in her shoulder. Jungkook had his head on her shoulder. Then Jennie put hers on his.

Jennie started to get a little cold and she saw a blanket by. She grabbed the blanket and put it on top of them. Just under their waist.

When the movie was done, Jungkook had fallen asleep.

Jennie softly squeeze Jungkook's cheeks.

"Wake up Jungkook," Jennie whispered.

"Jennie," Jungkook said.

"Mm?" Jennie said.

"I know it maybe a little too fast......but...would you be my girlfriend?" Jungkook asked nervously.

Jennie heart skipped a few beats and said, "yes, Jungkook, I would love to."

Jungkook lifted his head up and kissed Jennie on the lips. Suddenly she forgot everything, she forgot that he had a surgery, she forgot that she almost hot kidnapped, she forgot Yeji's warnings. She forgot every bad thing.

Then Jungkook pulled her into a hug. And place his head I top of hers.

"I promise, I will always take care of you," Jungkook said.

"And I promised to do the best thing for you," Jennie said.

Jennie looked at Jungkook deeply into his brown big eyes, she finally got her question answered.

What would it feel to touch those lips?

It's a warm feeling. An indescribable feeling, a feeling that hypnotize you, that's makes you feel want more.

"I love you, Jungkook," Jennie whispered into his ear.

"I love you too, Jennie," Jungkook said.