The Mafia Gang | BTS

Chapter Twenty-Eight ~ Jungkook's Apartment

After a very long slumber you woke up still in the same bed, but this time you woke up feeling a lot more normal than the last time you woke up.

At that very moment, the door opened to reveal Jungkook walking in with your breakfast.
"Let me guess, more soup?"
"Correct." Jungkook grinned placing the tray of food before you.

"How long have I been sleeping for?" You asked.
"About thirteen hours maybe."
"Damn."

You then began to deliciously eat the chicken noodle soup, slurping up the liquid and noodles not forgetting to down it with some water.

"Hey, Jungkook?"
"Yeah?" He gave you his undivided attention.
"When I'm able to leave, can I stay at your place?"
"Of course." Jungkook agreed not asking any further questions.

Seokjin then came in not long after.
"Good morning, sunshine!" He chirped.
"Morning." You smiled.
"Good! You finished your meal. How are you feeling?"
"Much better actually."
"OK. Jungkook, do you mind taking away the tray so I can help (Y/N) stand up?"
Jungkook nodded and carried the tray before setting it somewhere else.

"Actually, I think I got this." You insisted before turning your body to the side and sat up.

You did this step by step, slowly and carefully. You planted your feet to the ground, then pushed yourself up with your hands, and stood up straight. 'So far so good.' You look up at Seokjin who gave you an encouraging nod. You let out a small breath in relief before moving you feet forward one at a time. You began making your way towards Seokjin succeeding at ease.
"You're off to a great start, (Y/N). Now try to walk towards Jungkook." Seokjin encouraged.

You turned to face in Jungkook's direction who was about four metres away from you. You did the same thing moving one foot at a time, but a bit quicker. Possibly at your normal pace. 'Almost there.'

In no time, you had made it to Jungkook. Once you were face to face with him, your eyes slowly widened.
"I did it!" You beamed jumping up and down earning a slight pain in your wound.
"OK, I guess I'm still a bit sensitive than I thought." You winced.
"Excellent job, (Y/N)! Looks like you can come home tonight after all." Seokjin grinned.
"Now go rest, you still haven't fully recovered." He added in a stern voice.
You gave him a little pout.
"No, no, don't give me that look. You need to rest, but let me change your bandages before you do so."

You had no other choice but to agree. You watched as Seokjin grabbed a cotton pad, a small bottle that contained the cream for your wound, and a bandage wrap. He had you lift up your hospital dress (luckily you were wearing shorts underneath), and cleaned you up with the cream and new bandage.

~~~

As you were asleep, little did you know that Jimin always came to watch you. Not in a creepy way. More like a 'I want to protect my girl in case something happens' way.

He admired your sleeping figure that he craved to be against. He missed having you in his arms. He missed waking up to your pure facial expressions while you were dreaming away. He missed you.

Jimin sighed knowing how it won't be easy for either of them to forget about the mistake he made. Though, he was determined to gain your forgiveness and hopefully, your trust as well.

When Jimin decided that he had watched you for long enough, he placed a feather-like kiss on your head.

"I'll make this right. I promise." Were his last words before he left the room.

~~~

You woke up a short while after and stretched your arms.

On cue, Seokjin walked in with Jungkook.

"So you're able to leave now, but let me check your wound before you do so." Seokjin said.

He carefully lifted the bandage to reveal your wound.
"According to my calculations in other words, my eyes, your stitches are beginning to heal, so you should fully recover in five days. Maybe less since you're such a strong girl."
"Does that mean I don't have to drink soup frequently anymore?" You asked almost giving him puppy-dog eyes.
"Only in the morning is when you need to have soup." He chuckled.
"By the way, I will give you another check up in two days, but if you see a huge difference in your stitches, good or bad, come see me immediately." Seokjin added.
"Oh! Before I forget, always put the cream and change your bandage when you wake up and before you go to sleep." He said quickly before leaving the room.

"Let's go?" Jungkook asked.
"Wait, I need to change!" You gasped.
"Right, I have your clothes from Jimin hyung." He handed you a bag of fresh clothes.

You took the bag and went to the washroom to change.

Inside the bag was a pair of black leggings, a t-shirt, one of Jimin's sweaters, and your usual pair of Vans.

You could easily smell Jimin's scent when you slipped the sweater on. You really missed him; however, you were still upset with him, so you needed time to think or contemplate things.

You came back to place the neatly folded hospital gown onto the bed.
"Now I'm ready." You grinned, and Jungkook lead you to his car.

Approximately fifth-teen minutes later, you arrived at his apartment. It was your first time seeing it, but man was it cozy. It was pretty much the size of Jimin's apartment, but slightly closed in considering the lack of windows and all the dark colours.

The living room was probably measurements of 10m x 13m. The walls were a dark grey, the couch and love seat were dark brown, a large flat screen TV was hanging from the wall, two sets of different movies and CDs were on both sides of the TV, there sat a dark brown coffee table with a grey rug under it.

A white wall with an open counter in the middle separated the living room from the kitchen. The kitchen was half the size of the living room. The room was filled with creams, soft greys, and browns.

If you took a trip down the hallway from the living room, you would find three bedrooms and one bathroom to sum up the entire apartment.

"Nice place." You nodded in approval.

The two of you took a seat on the couch in front of the TV.
"What time is it?" You asked.
"8 O'clock." Jungkook replied while turning the TV on.
"It's that late?" You asked very shocked.
Jungkook nodded in response too caught up in trying to find a show to watch.

"Are you hungry?" He asked.
"Very."
"Pizza or fried chicken?"
"Both."
"Good choice." He smirked before taking his phone out to order the food.

Minutes later he pulled his attention back towards the TV.

"Both should be coming in twenty minutes."

Indeed the food did come within twenty minutes. The two of you enjoyed your dinner: you finally got a break from drinking soup and Jungkook got to spend time with his best friend again.

After dinner, you both watched a movie while the food was digesting in your bodies. When the movie was over, you both went to bed—in separate rooms of course.

A/N

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