Chapter 26

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I finally have internet again!  Yay! Now I can finally update for all of my peoples. I love you guys so much!

So on with the story

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Jimin's Point Of View

I was awake, but I didn't want to open my eyes. I felt around and tried to find my Kookie, but he wasn't there.

My eyes shot open and I looked around the room. I got up and went through the entire house, besides mom's and Namjoon's bedrooms, but he wasn't anywhere.

"Namjoon?" I asked as I knocked on his door. After about the tenth time he opened his door.

"What is it, Jimin?" he asked.

"Jungkook. He's gone." I said, quietly.

"He's gone?" he asked and I nodded. "Dammit. Okay, did you try calling his cell?" I shook my head. "Okay, try calling him and I'll get Jin and mom up, okay?" I nodded.

I went back to Jungkook's room and grabbed my phone. I dialed his number, but it went straight to voicemail.

Namjoon walked into the room and looked at me with the question in his eyes.

"It went straight to voicemail." I told him, then looked down at my lap.

"Hey, don't worry. Okay? We'll find him." he comforted me.

I heard the front door open and close. I shot up and ran to it. It was Jungkook. I ran to him and jumped onto him. He caught me with a laugh. 

"Are you okay?" he asked, slight laughter in his voice.

"The next time you take off, you need to tell someone or leave goddamn note or something. I was so worried about you." I said.

"I'm sorry." he looked at me and leaned in. We shared a soft kiss When we pulled away he asked, "Why don't we do something today? Just the two of us?"

"Okay. What do you have in mind?" I asked.

"You'll find out after you go get dressed. Wear something casual, but not to casual." he was being vague. I don't necessarily like surprises, but I'll indulge him for this one. Mainly because we haven't done anything together in a while.

"Fine, but all my clothes are at my house."

"Then go get dressed. I'll pick you up in an hour." he said, ushering me out the door.



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