The Last Boy Scout

23*

Jin Yung couldn't believe she was in Seoul with Jimin. She was so glad she was able to see him in person once again.

The drive to Jimin's house took several hours, but Jin Yung didn't mind. They informed each other about everything that was going on in their lives. Jin Yung told Jimin about what was going on with her parents, and he began to tell her how his hyungs had enlisted and about Taehyung's girlfriend Jihae.

Jimin's eyes were focused on the road, though when Jin Yung asked how Jungkook was doing, his eyes lit up and a small smile spread across his lips.

The car became quiet, and Jin Yung began to bob her head up and down. She rested her head against the window and eventually started to snooze off.

She woke up to someone cradling her in his arms, bringing her into his house. Jin Yung blinked her eyes awake, and found herself in Jimin's living room. He set her down lightly on the sofa and draped a small blanket over her.

Jin Yung wanted to stay awake, but she couldn't. She stretched her legs and rested her head on a pillow while Jimin effortlessly brought her luggage upstairs.

Several minutes later, she woke up. Jimin was probably still upstairs, because he wasn't in the kitchen or with her in the living room. The apartment was awfully quiet, and Jin Yung wondered what he could've been doing.

Jin Yung combed her hair back with her fingers and got up to use the bathroom. After that, she sat on one of the breakfast bar stools and picked up her phone which was on the kitchen counter next to her bag.

Jimin came downstairs slowly and found Jin Yung awake, sitting in the kitchen. Jimin approached her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He leaned his head against her shoulder.

Jin Yung felt Jimin's lips brush across her neck. She turned around and slightly touched his toned arm.

Jimin let go of her waist and went over to the sofa. He picked up a small pillow and lightly tossed it at Jin Yung. They weren't called throw pillows for nothing.

Jin Yung slowly put her phone face down on the marble counter. She gracefully got off the stool and picked the pillow up. She saw Jimin watching her closely from behind the sofa. Jin Yung spun around and chucked the pillow at him. It went flying across the room and landed on the floor.

Jimin laughed. "You missed," he said, pointing out the obvious. A wide smirk slowly crawled across his face. "But if that's how you want to play, I'm down."

"J-Jiminnie...?" Jin Yung asked, and that only made Jimin's smile widen. Jin Yung's heart began to beat faster.

Jimin sighed and threw the pillow back on the sofa. He laid down against the white leather armrest and tucked one arm behind his head.

"Yung-ssi," he groaned.

Jin Yung walked over to the living room and leaned against the back of the leather sofa. Jimin stared into her eyes in return, trying to remember when was the last time he looked into those creamy brown irises.

She sighed. "Yes, Jimin?"

Jimin covered his eyes with his other arm. He looked exhausted. "Play with me, Jagiya. I'm bored,"

Jin Yung went around the sofa and sat next to Jimin. "What now, Minnie?"

Jimin didn't answer. Instead, he pulled her in closer, forcing her to lay down next to him.

"J-Jimin..."

"Sssh," Jimin wrapped his arm around her, who's head was resting in the crook of his arm. Jin Yung didn't care. She too was exhausted from today's work. As long as she was resting and was in Jimin's arms, she felt calm.