JIKOOK ONE-SHOTS

When the roommate's daughter called her father's roommate 'Dad'

"JEON. FUCKING. KOOK!" "You pronounced Jeon Kook. Which is not my damn name-" "YOU MOTHERFUCKER!" Jungkook quickly stood up straight, his eyes wide awake "I am sorry for whatever I did in life. But you know I can't jump off a cliff because I need to make you my secretary- OUCH!" Jimin smacked him on his head and pinched his arm "What did I tell you last night?" "I DON'T KNOW!" Jimin glared at him as Jungkook got on his knees 

"I am sorry, I can't remember.." "Get your ass up." Jungkook sighs and gets up "Why are your clothes in the washroom WITHOUT being washed? And why are the dishes not done? And lastly, WHO WILL CLEAN YOUR ROOM? THAT'S YOU! But none are done!" Jungkook sighs "I told you not to enter my room without my permission." Jimin stepped one step closer to him "Permission? You don't do that, why would I do that for you?" Jungkook nodded "You are right but.." 

"I will get them done." Jimin smiles "Much better. I will go to work now-" "You had your breakfast? Did you take your medicines? What about your sunglasses? And-" "I took everything." Jimin cuts him off as Jungkook nods "I made breakfast for you too. I washed the dishes too." Jungkook looks at him and nods "Thanks." Jimin raised his eyebrows and pouted "And I don't get a smile for that? Fuck you!" Jungkook looks at him and shakes his head "Go now." "Bye!"

Jungkook hears the door close he quickly ran to his drawer and took out the documents placing them on the bed he goes back to the drawer and exhales in relief after seeing the portrait kept in safe "We need some rules from now on." Jungkook says to himself as he hid the photo with the documents again and closes the drawer "He scares me." Jungkook sighs and looks around his room to see the clothes he had worn yesterday on the floor "Damn, I did deserve all that scolding and hits."

"Let's get to work." Jungkook brushes his teeth and did his skincare routine first and then runs back to his room and picks up the clothes which were laying on the floor "I will have to wash them and then mop the floor and as my punishment, I will have to make food and clean the entire house." Jungkook reminds himself to not disappoint Jimin later. He goes back to the washroom and starts cleaning.

"AND DONE!" Jungkook exhales out loud while stretching out his arms "I need to go to the cafe. OH, I HATE LIFE!" Jungkook runs to his cupboard to get changed as he wore a brown t-shirt and brown jeans and quickly ran outside the apartment not forgetting to lock it as he headed downstairs and got in his car "Today will continue as a tough day.." 
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"How is going with Jungkook?" Jimin's mother asks him as he chuckles "Good but why do you ask?" She shrugged her shoulders "Nothing, was just asking." Jimin glanced at her as she glanced back with confusion "What?" "Your eyes are saying otherwise." She laughs "I am beginning to question myself about who is the son and who is the mother." Jimin smiles "What is the actual reason?" Mrs. Park watered the flowers as she exhaled "You like him, don't you?"

"What do you m-" "Jungkook. You like him right?" Jimin breaks eye contact as he caresses the red rose which was facing him "No, of course not. He is a friend and a roommate. He respects my privacy and I respect his." Jimin says while Mrs. Park walks up to him "You can be honest with me." Jimin touches the rose one last time before he rested his hands on the counter and looked at his mother "Mom. I.. I-" Before Jimin could finish a buyer came into the shop making Jimin and Mrs. Park quickly stop their conversation

"We will continue this later." She says and walks up to the buyer and shows him around, leaving Jimin in his deep thoughts... 'Should I tell her?' 'What if she says it to Jungkook?' 'I don't know if I love him..' 'Will our friendship be at risk..' but all his thoughts were distracted by a "Hi." From a buyer who came and just like that Jimin's thoughts were clouded with a smile on his face to welcome the buyers.
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