MOON || JIKOOK ✅

17.

JUNGKOOK POV

Slowly, Jungkook began to catch glimpses of the real Jimin.

A smile, a laugh, a hint of wildness.

Jimin was not an omega
content to sit for hours doing needlework.

He needed to move, whether that was horse riding, walking
or racing headlong down the beach as fast as he could run.

There was such joy in Jimin in those moments.

And when Jungkook joined in
the fun, those bright eyes and that smile would be trained full force on him, all but bowling
him over.

He did not detract from
Jimin's happiness.

He multiplied it.

Each day of their courting
was a little different.

They visited every side of the island, Jungkook showing
Jimin all the places he loved
and all the placed he thought
the omega would enjoy.

Every day involved a hike, a swim or a ride.

All three, if they could manage
it.

They ate every meal together with the cook happy to cater to their wanderings and the odd hours they kept.

With each passing week,
Jimin grew stronger.

His face gradually lost the
gaunt look it had held
and Jungkook could see hints
of muscle in his arms and legs.

When the omega slept, he slept soundly but he woke with the sun, eager to join Jungkook
for the day ahead.

Their two-month anniversary
was quickly approaching and
He had idly earmarked that
date for their true wedding
night.

It was obvious the omega was eager, even impatient, to
explore the physical side of
their relationship.

If anything, Jungkook was
the one holding them back.

Not for lack of want on his
part, either.

At times, it was maddening to have to restrain himself.

But in another way, that was
half the fun.

They sat in the courtyard, stretched out on blankets under the shade of an acacia tree.

Jungkook was reading a book, but Jimin had abandoned his in favor of watching the clouds.

He'd been restless all morning and kept stealing glances when he thought Jungkook wasn't looking.

Jungkook set his book aside and gave Jimin his full attention.

"Come here." He urged, sitting up.

Jimin all but leaped into his embrace and Jungkook moved them both, shifting to sit with
his back to the tree's trunk as
he set Jimin in his lap.

"What is it?" He asked, seeking Jimin's blue eyes as he rested
his hands on the omega's shoulders.

Jimin shrugged, biting down on his lower lip.

"It's nothing."

Jungkook raised an eyebrow
and waited for him to speak again.

The omega made a soft sound
of frustration.

"I don't know."

"I just feel... restless."

"It's... it's better when I'm
with you."

"With me?" Jungkook teased, running his hands down Jimin's back.

"Or when my hands are on
you?"

Jimin flopped forward with a groan, resting his forehead against Jungkook's chest.

"Don't let go." He pleaded.

"Never." Jungkook promised
and pressed a kiss to Jimin's temple.

Jimin lifted his head and their
lips met.

The first kiss was sweet and chaste but at Jimin's whimper
of need, Jungkook slid one hand to the nape of the omega's neck and splayed the other across
his back, holding Jimin to him
as he deepened the kiss.

The omega's lips parted and
Jungkook pressed his tongue between them, tasting him.

He let himself get lost in their embrace, the sweet scent of
his beloved surrounding him.

Jimin broke the kiss and leaned over to whisper in his ear.

"I want our wedding night
Jungkookie, Please."

"Right now?"

"Or can you wait until the sun has set?" Jungkook teased.

Jimin bit his lip and flushed.

"I can be patient a little
longer, I suppose."

His struggle was so apparent
Jungkook couldn't help but wonder.

"Do I ask too much?"

Jimin shook his head.

"No, of course not."

"But you do want it too, don't you? It can't be for my sake."

"It only works if we both feel
the same."

Never for a moment did
Jungkook want his beloved husband to doubt how much
he wanted him.

He tightened his arms around
Jimin and climbed to his feet
with the omega cradled in
his arms.

"Right now it is then, so I can chase every doubt from your mind."

He set off determinedly for the door as Jimin burst into
laughter, clinging to him and smiling broadly.

"You do desire me just as
badly." Jimin said in triumph.

"Why do you think I train with the guards every day?"

"Only so I can quell the heat
in my veins enough to act like
a civilized person instead of carrying you to my bed and claiming you thoroughly."

"I want to be claimed but perhaps right this moment isn't the time." The omega said as the sound of an airship filled the air.

Jungkook reluctantly set Jimin
on his feet and searched the
sky.

He spotted the ship coming
from the southwest.

It was headed their way.

"Are we expecting an
airship?" Jimin asked, his hand on Jungkook's arm as if to
steady himself.

"No."

As the ship got closer, he searched every inch of it he
could see.

The midmorning sun glinted
off the ship's hull, hiding whatever flag was painted on
the side of it.

But then it banked, moving into position for landing on the clearing outside the palace and Jungkook's blood ran cold.

Those were the Syria royal
colors.

"Jimin..." He started to say, turning to the omega.

Jimin's face drained of color,
his eyes wide as he stared at
the ship.

"No, It can't be."

King Jicheol is here.