Heartless

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"This two minutes is taking forever." She complained with a groan, tossing her head back and watching impatiently as Jungkook brushed his teeth at the bathroom sink.

The view from behind was nice considering he was shirtless, showing off his back muscles. He had just showered and attempted to spend the rest of his night peacefully reading in bed but peace rarely followed the woman he loved.

The two minutes she was referring to was how long he told her it would take him to brush his teeth, meaning she needed to wait. Instead she decides to bug him, moving to sit on the bathroom counter while the foam of toothpaste builds in his mouth.

"It's been two minutes." Her foot travels along his inner thigh, just barely nudging his crotch before he grabs her ankle.

"It hasn't. You need to learn patience." He spits in the sink and proceeds brushing his back teeth, making her eyes roll but instead of arguing she changes the subject to their earlier occupation in the city.

"Did you like the club?"

No they didn't exactly go clubbing. Her brother called her in the Lower East Side to meet on business. She didn't exactly know what that meant due to the lack of details given but did as Jimin requested anyways.

Turns out he's been eyeing this vacant spot for a while. It was owned by the Min's and the plan was to make it into a brewery but considering that family line had came to an end the project was never finalized and had been put on hold. He bought it with the intention of making it into something him and his sister could share together. A place of their own.

It wasn't enough that they owned most of everything in the city. The love he had for his sister was endless and considering what a club would do for them he figured it would be something interesting for the two of them to collaborate on. They toured the space, and he brought a notepad and a pen, jotting down sketches and ideas that they both agreed upon.

The details would be reviewed a little later once paperwork was filed and he got Seokjin in on it for his expertise in design and construction. Jungkook didn't say much about it, only observing how the siblings interacted and the mannerisms they had.

Jimin scrunched his nose a lot when he was focused, and Runa talked with her hands, envisioning whatever was conjured up in her brain. She was excited. He knew as much as she didn't act like it sometimes, she enjoyed the art of clubbing. Drinking with friends, socializing with silly, drunken strangers, and dancing along to music that vibrated in her ears hours after.

That was never his scene but he's been around. He's had experience in these things and he has to say he loves how she looks in the colored lights. Even more ethereal than she normally does. His opinion matters even if the club doesn't directly involve him. She considers him wise and 'old' so she asks him about anything. To her question he spits in the sink again and resumes brushing his teeth longer than his lover deems necessary.

"I liked it. I know you and Jimin will make something good of what you have."

She hums, trying to move her foot again but he's got a tough grip on her ankle to which he ignores her wiggling and holds her there. An exaggerated sigh leaves her lips and she rebutted.

"Looks like someone doesn't like teasing, huh?"

He leans down to rinse off his toothbrush and mouth, letting go of her foot which she retracts from the intimate area. He'd laugh at her but he's got something else in mind.

"Go in my closet. There's a black bag in there. I want you to open it."

Immediately she perks up and slides down from the counter, rushing out of the bathroom and into his closet. There wasn't much in there but a rack of black shirts, pants, and of course his signature trench coat. Below that was a black shopping bag and she grinned, carrying it out to sit on his bed and open it. Sensing her excitement he makes himself know, leaning against the wall to watch her like he always did.