Three Options [JINKOOK]

Chapter 11

Seokjin p.o.v

It was almost 2 p.m when I got back home and I saw Jungkook fast asleep on the couch in an awkward position. I sighed and smiled at the adorable sight.

I wished I could watch it for the rest of my life. Maybe a little more closer.

I walked into my bedroom and closed the door behind me, careful enough not to make much of a noise. I opened a drawer in my office desk and took out a bunch of file holders to make some space inside it. Then I pulled out the glock-17 and the spare magazine from my clothes. I felt my heart-beat rising a little at the sight of the shiny gun. I breathed out silently and put them carefully in the very corner. Placed a few files over them and closed the drawer.

I walked back to the living room and picked up my sleeping beauty with great care. He squirmed a bit but never gave me much trouble than that. I went into my room and placed him on the bed. Kissed his forehead and covered him with the blankets. I stared at his peaceful face for a minute and strolled into the bathroom to have a bath.

I filled the tub with hot water and climbed into it. The liquid felt so much better against my burning skin. At least from inside. I sat there with the bottle of lotion in my hand, not really planning to open it soon. My head made contact with the rim of the tub and I laid there, staring up at the tiled ceiling.

I didn't know how much time I sat there. Maybe an hour. I haven't scrubbed myself or anything. Just kept staring at something particular for a long time without moving a muscle.

They say a Bathroom is the best place to think. And I personally agreed with it. I sat in the tub, thinking. Not really caring about the time.

When I finally got out it, my fingers were wrinkled. I sighed and tied the bathrobe around me. Strolled into the kitchen with wet hair and sat at the table, picking up my phone.

I scrolled through different sale sites looking for the best ones to post the damn ad on my car. My dear little peugeot.

"Jin hyung?"

I looked up from my phone and saw a sleepy Jungkook at the doorway. He rubbed his eyes and walked towards me. Blinked at my screen.

"Oh", was all he could come up with. I switched off my phone and placed it face down on the table. Then I put my hands on his waist and pulled him closer.

"How're you feeling?" I asked, looking up at his still droopy eyes.

"Not bad." He said quietly. Then he smiled at me tiredly and put his hands on my shoulders. "Are you alright, Jin hyung?"

"I am." I smiled back and smooched his clothed tummy. He giggled.

"Jin hyung!" He chortled as I started pressing my lips on his shirt wherever I couch reach. He laughed and tried to slip away from my grip but I didn't let him. I got up from the chair and pushed him gently until his back hit the counter. I trapped him between my arms and began with my kiss marathon once again, this time on his face. He bunched up the fabric of my shirt with his wrists and laughed, throwing his head back. But it stopped and replaced with a gasp, when my lips suddenly made contact with his neck.

I quickly detached from him awkwardly. God, as much as I loved kissing his neck and maybe some other places too, I knew I had to keep it in control. Or I'll probably look like the freak he used to date before.

"Sorry," I said, scratching my neck. He kept his gaze away, ear tips red as tomatoes.

"I-It's okay." He mumbled.

I took a step forward. "Um.. What would say about going on a date with me? Tonight, maybe?"

He lifted his eyes and studied my face with shyness. "W-With me?"