On Again, Off Again | Jikook

Chapter 2: I'm the Ken to Your Barbie, Baby

Jimin

I woke up wrapped around Jungkook, the alpha's face in a pout as his pheromones released in steady waves. He had some of his blankets and pillows in the bed, effectively meshing the scents of honey-lavender and frankincense. Jungkook made quick work of rolling around in my bed like a dog, spreading his scent as soon as he entered my room. He seemed to like that everything smelled like me, even if things weren't nearly as lavish as he was used to. His bed was a California king, while mine was just a full.

He made my guest room/office into his personal game room, repurposing my desk and making it into a gaming setup. His consoles were taking up the rickety entertainment center I got second hand off the side of the road. I didn't know whether to feel endeared or annoyed at how quickly he spread his "Jungkookliness" all over.

It took a lot of finesse to pry Jungkook off me. I'd always been an early riser while he would sleep until three. He definitely had the unemployed rich kid lifestyle down to a T. I just hoped he would get over that because I was not going to be his sugar daddy.

Rubbing my eyes, I trudged to the bathroom and took my toothbrush with me in the shower because I was the best at multitasking. I was quick with it, only turning on the water to get wet and then rinse off because I prided myself on having a low water bill. After I finished, I worked on my morning skin care routine and brushed my hair while I let my hair air dry.

I left the bathroom with nothing more than a towel around my waist and a towel around my shoulders. When I saw the absence of a certain alpha, I knitted my eyebrows together and followed the sound of running water and the clinking of dishes.

When I entered the kitchen, I blinked at the image of a naked Jungkook washing dishes and making bacon and eggs. He was humming while working before turning around and smiling brightly.

"Jimin! Hi, babe! I woke up when you left. You didn't even give me a good morning kiss." He scowled. "So I decided to make you breakfast and clean up. You should get dressed. You're very distracting."

"Why don't you get dressed? This is my apartment."

"You're the one who has work. I'm in my housewife era."

"No. You're going to make a résumé and start applying to jobs."

"Okay, I am applying to be your servant. I cook, clean, and fuck." He smiled.

I crossed my arms. "You're going to get a job. I don't have the income to have a house spouse."

"It's my dream to be a stay at home dad."

"Dad to what?!"

"I'm getting experience. Job experience is important. I'll carry an egg around like one of those baby projects. Our pups will have the perfect stay at home alpha while their badass omega appa is the breadwinner badass that he is. I'm the Ken to your Barbie, baby."

"Barbie is rich. I'm painfully middle class, and lower-middle class at that. Plus, how could you be the pack leader with an attitude like that?"

"You'd be such a good pack leader. Head Omega Park." He purred, swaying slightly.

I narrowed my eyes and went to the sink and grabbed a shot glass out of it. "Jungkook, are you drunk?"

"No! I'm tipsy!"

"Jungkook, it's eight-thirty in the morning!"

"Mr. Park, I was the one who bought that whiskey when I still had money. I wanted to see if it was still good. You really shouldn't yell at the help. Can I have a kiss as an apology?"

"I'm going to get ready for work. When I'm back from work, I expect you to have at least something done."

He whined, stomping his foot. "Jimin! Stop being bossy while you're naked. You're going to make me hard!"