Till death do us part [ j.jk × p.jm ]

chapter- 38

As the rain subsided, a taxi pulled up before them, its yellow hue casting a soft glow against the wet pavement. Jungkook held the door open, a silent invitation for Jimin to enter first. With a grateful nod, Jimin slid into the backseat, followed by Jungkook. The car enveloped them in warmth, a welcome reprieve from the damp chill lingering outside.

The ride was serene, the hum of the engine punctuating the quiet as they traversed the city streets. Jimin's gaze wandered out the window, the city lights dancing in his eyes like distant stars. Jungkook stole glances at him, captivated by the ethereal glow that seemed to surround Jimin, illuminating his features with a soft radiance.

Jimin turned to Jungkook, a gentle smile gracing his lips. "Thank you for today. It was... nice," he said, his voice carrying a hint of warmth that mirrored the ambiance of the car.

Jungkook returned his smile, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," he replied, his tone soft and sincere.

As the taxi eased to a stop in front of the majestic Jeon mansion, Jungkook's heart fluttered with anticipation. He opened the door, stepping out onto the cobblestone driveway with Jimin by his side.

"Let's head inside. I'll make us something warm to drink," Jungkook suggested, his voice tinged with eagerness.

Jimin nodded in agreement, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Yes, a warm chocolate sounds perfect," he murmured, falling into step beside Jungkook as they made their way towards the welcoming glow emanating from the mansion's windows.

As they entered the mansion, the air seemed to hum with the promise of comfort and familiarity. Jungkook led the way to the kitchen, his footsteps echoing softly against the polished marble floors. Jimin followed closely behind, his presence a comforting weight at Jungkook's side.

The kitchen was bathed in warm light, casting a cozy glow over the sleek countertops and gleaming appliances. Jungkook busied himself with preparing their drinks, the rhythmic clink of cups and the soft hum of the kettle filling the air.

As he worked, Jungkook's mind wandered, pondering the strange twist of fate that had brought him here. It wasn't so long ago that he and Jimin were at each other's throats, their arguments fueling the tension between them. And yet now, here they were, sharing a quiet moment of intimacy in the heart of the Jeon mansion.

As he stole glances at Jimin, Jungkook couldn't help but wonder how they had come to this point. What had changed between them to shift their dynamic so drastically? He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but there was something undeniably different about the way he felt when Jimin was around.

Jimin watched Jungkook with a soft smile, his eyes alight with warmth and affection. There was a sense of ease between them now, a silent understanding that transcended their past conflicts.

As Jungkook handed Jimin a steaming mug of hot chocolate, their fingers brushed briefly, sending a jolt of electricity coursing through Jungkook's veins. He met Jimin's gaze, his heart pounding in his chest as he dared to hope for something more.

"Thank you," Jimin said softly, cradling the mug in his hands. "This looks delicious." He looked at him amused. I would never have thought that such a serious jerk ass would make hot chocolate."

Jungkook chuckled at Jimin's playful jab, his lips quirking up in his eyes. "Well, you know what they say," he replied with a twinkle in his eye, "never judge a book by its cover. Turns out, I'm full of surprises."

As Jimin laughed, Jungkook couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through him.

"I'll have to remember that," Jimin said with a smile. "Who knows what other hidden talents you might be hiding?"