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11. A normal date

Jungkook was disappointed that Jimin wasn't there when he woke up in the morning, but the lack of pain was sure to put him in a pleasant mood instantly. He tried to avoid it, but he kept having Jimin's thoughts through the shower and breakfast. He was shocked to see Jimin in the black SUV when he peeked out his window was the mother of understatement. "What the-" 

The boy knew that Jimin wasn't like him, a human, but the latter posed himself as one, deceiving enough to lull Jungkook into thinking that whatever they had going was normal up to some extent. As he watched the man with a vehicle, it unnerved Jungkook.

He rushed out of the house before he stopped in front of Jimin's calm posture and charming facade. "Where did you get this from?" He asked, pointing behind the man on the black sturdy material of the car. "And what are you doing here?" He whispered conspiratorially, chancing a sneak back to his house. 

"Get in," Jimin, who had his hands crossed across his chest, now unfolded them and opened the door for Jungkook.

The boy was taken aback. "W-what... Where-? What are you doing here?"

Jimin's brows pinched in anger and if it didn't give him away, the sound as he banged the car's door shut did, flinching Jungkook in place. "My presence here is certainly not a new thing Jungkook, is it?"

"No," Jungkook immediately stepped closer to the man and held his forearm. "It's just... I didn't know you had a car, and you never met me during the day, or outside my bedroom honestly. I am just... You know?" He shrugged his shoulders. 

 A sad sigh left Jimin's mouth before he lapped his palm over his mouth. "I wanted to take you out, Jungkook... Like a surprise. If you hate this, it's okay. I'll leave."

Jungkook's mouth hung open and his eyes widened slightly. Shaking his head, he focused on the words. "Like a date?" He didn't know he was grinning. 

"Yeah," Jimin threw his hands in the air. "Date, lunch, drive. Whatever you wanna call it."

"I'll go," Jungkook shrieked desperately, gripping Jimin's white shirt's sleeve before the older could get in the car and flee out of there. The aspect of Jimin wanting to do something more than have sex with him made him feel for the first time like he was much more than a cum bucket for Jimin. It was stupid because he never thought about dating before but being asked on a date was nice, especially if it was Jimin who was asking. 

Jimin didn't say anything in response, his gaze wandering from Jungkook's fingers strongly gripping his shirt to his face which was flushing pink. After a few moments of intense scrutiny, he stepped to one side, opening the door again. 

"Wait," Jungkook breathed, the rational thoughts coming to him suddenly. "I have to tell Eomma I am leaving for a while."

"No need," Jimin interrupted. "She won't feel your absence."

Jungkook's heart skipped a beat, and not for a reason it did a few minutes ago. "W-what do you mean? You can't, Jimin. You can't harm her."

"Relax!" Jimin drawled exasperatedly. "I've merely made sure she catches extra sleep." Putting his arm on the small of Jungkook's back, he nudged him towards the seat. 

The younger still resisted.

Jimin stopped pushing him and sighed, this time, it wasn't due to sadness. "Do you not trust me, Jungkook? As long as you keep your promise, you have my word I won't harm them or let them be harmed."

Jungkook sat stiffly during the drive, even when he didn't want to give Jimin a reason to be mad at him. It didn't sit well with him one bit that Jimin was doing as he pleased with him, but his parents? Now that was a whole other thing.