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Chapter : 24

"M-my place?"

"Yes, this is where we gonna stay from now on. Hope you don't mind being here."
The older one among the two males said as he just entered the house that had been closed nearly for a year. He pushed the two suitcases he took there to a corner so the one who was on a wheelchair could make his way there easily.

"Don't mind--? Come on, this is my home. I mean, this is my very own home...wait, am I allowed to be here?"

"Oh, calm down, Park. Yes, of course. Isn't this your favourite place to be?"

"It is. This is the best gift my grandpa ever gives to me."

"Then that's it. You will live here."

"Did Namjoon know this?"

"Yes."

"He approved, right?"

"Yes, of course."

"A-agust, are you staying here with me? Or--"

"Are you nuts? What else is a bodyguard supposed to do, man?"
Min Yoongi said as he pushed Jimin's wheelchair inside and closed the main door.

"You-- my what?"

"Why? Your family never fired me, and above all, they forgot to stop my salary from coming to my bank account all these time. So yeah... I will be back in my job as I used to be. BTW isn't this where my first appointment happened. Quite giving me the head office vibes."

"What?"
Still surprised Jimin giggles as he turns his head to his bodyguard's side.

"This is where I came after accepting my tough job to take care and guard a stubborn rich heir of a wealthy family."

Min Yoongi said in kind of a dramatic voice, which Jimin never heard from his bodyguard. It makes the younger one look at the older guy with an ajarned mouth as he looks how the pale tattooed pair of arms came behind his wheelchair handles.

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Yoongi watches how Jimin sprinkled some pepper powder to his bullseye while he put two toasted bread slices on his plate.

"Eat these tonight. Maybe we can ask a housekeeper from Namjoon so they can cook homemade healthy stuff for you."

"Just cook for me"

"Bodyguard job description doesn't have a single clue being able to cook and put up edible things on the table for the master."

The younger male playfully rolled his eyes, but he felt a little happy because Agust was acting so carefree around him this time. This hasn't happened in their previous days together. So Jimin found his heart melting at that happy feeling when the older cracked a silly joke with him or said something sarcastic to him.

"You won't ever believe I missed your food from time to time."

Yoongi raises his one eyebrow while sitting on a chair across Jimin as he opens a few buttons of his black button-down shirt and pulls his sleeve up.

"I mean, you have made me a few things from time to time. What I missed the most is that soup noodles you make when we are at Daegu. That chicken soup was what I always craved for while staying at the hospital for the past few months. Never find that same taste in anything I had here."

"Stop exaggerating. Noway you remember those dishes I made you once in a blue moon."

"Hey, I really do remember. That time, you made that soup when I was unable to eat anything else. You may not know, but that night, I was so grateful to you. That was such a comfort food for me that won't leave my memory."