Princess To Playboy||JIKOOK

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Jimin twirled in front of Jungkook wearing an olive green sleeveless crop top and matching pleated small skirt with side slit. The said person was seated on the couch inside Jimin's closet watching him get ready, still wearing the clothes he was wearing the previous night.

"How do I look?"

"You look pretty, bubble."

Jimin giggled shyly before taking a seat on Jungkook's lap. He cupped Jungkook's face before kissing him. The olders hands crawled its way inside Jimin's skirt and squeezed his thighs just like every day. From there it crawled above towards Jimin's breasts and squeezed one of them as they engaged in a sensual kiss.

"Mine." Jungkook whispered over Jimin's lips.

"Yours." Jimin whispered back looking into Jungkook's eyes while their lips were fighting to mold with each other.

After hiding at every corner and tip-toeing their way. Jimin was able to get Jungkook escape through the backyard gate of their house successfully.

Now what was left for Jungkook to do was enter his house without getting suspicious.

But he wasn't that slick since his mother found him right when he entered through the front door. Jin was still in his home wear even though it was already past nine.

"Why are you still home, mom? No work today?"

"We have guests coming home. And why are you coming from outside and what is that bruise on your neck? I definitely didn't see it yesterday."

Jin asked, raising a brow at his son. Jungkook gulped thickly. He searched for excuses inside his head only to look at Jin with an empty head. He and Jimin were wild yesterday. If anything, he wanted to sleep a few more hours.

"Don't let your father catch you, Kookie. I am not asking for any details as to where you were. Go and bathe, you stink..... Mm vanilla? You should be here in the afternoon. We have guests for lunch."

Jungkook nodded.

"Can I get breakfast in bed?"

Jin rolled his eyes but nodded before walking his sassy walk towards the kitchen to inform the maids about it.

As Jungkook took the stairs to his room. He saw Beomgyu on his way who was smirking at him playfully.

"I know where you were, brother in law? And I know where the pills went last time."

Jungkook's ears turned red. He looked at his brother in law cluelessly only for Beomgyu to chuckle.

"Don't worry, hyung. I won't tell anyone. But you will have to be careful when you climb on his balcony."

Jungkook smiled in tiny. "I may not have to climb anymore. 'cause I am going to marry him."

"Really?" Beomgyu watched Jungkook skipping his way towards his room with a bright smile over his face. Was he really the Jeon Jungkook he knows.

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"Jimin, this is unacceptable. You can't marry that boy. Don't you remember that he refused your proposal once?"

Jimin sat on his parents bed with a big pout of denial. He wants to marry Jungkook, and that's final. There is no one if it's not him. He was sure about that.

"Princess, daddy is ready to give you the world. But is that boy the one you really want, baby? The one who didn't want to marry you? Do you think he even loves you?"

By now Jimin had few tears spilling from his eyes. "Yes he was in denial. He can't be with anyone unless it's me. He was prideful to admit it. I will only marry him, daddy."