Lost ♡ Park Jimin

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*Last time*

"It's ok." I replied as I looked up, cupping his cheeks. He kissed my forehead and snuggled his head in the crook of my neck.

"Ugh, I love you so much."

"I love you too."

*Timeskip*

Jimin and I had been together for almost a month now, we had been on several dates and slept together a few times, just sleeping though. Jimin and I had decided to not have sex too much since we wanted to keep it special, and something to look out to. Sounds old, right? But it actually makes it feel so much more amazing.

I was riding back home on my bike right now, it was weekend, finally. Last week had been really tiring because of all the test we have had.

After a while I came home, as usual I placed my bike aside and went inside to greet my mom.

"Hey mom."

"Hello, bumblebee."

"What's for dinner?"

"I'm making pizza! Want to help me?"

"Ooh, I would love too."

I trew my backpack aside and went to the kitchen, I took the pineapple and started cutting it in pieces to put on the pizza.

(A/n: yes I love pineapple on pizza, FiGHt mE BiSHeS!)

After I finished cutting them I put them on the pizza, mom took them and put them in the oven. She turned it on and went to the couch, letting herself fall on it.

I followed her and sat down next to her.

"Have you heard anything about the police yet?" I asked mom, remembering again that we still hadn't heard anything about them.

"The only thing they said is that the texts and the letters indeed come from him, aside from that, nothing." She answered as she sighed.

"We're not much with that huh."

My mom hummed in agreement.

"Just, be carefull. Ok bumblebee?"

"I know mom, I am."

I didn't go out a lot but when I did I always went with either Lisa, Jungkook and Taehyung or Jimin. The only thing I had done alone before was go to get some groceries and going to school, other than that I was never alone. It sometimes felt like I was being babysit on.

Mom turned on the tv and we watched it for a while until the sounds of the timer filled the room. I got up and ran to the oven, turning it of. I opened it and took some oven-mittens. I took them out and put them away to cool of a little bit.

Mom sat down at the table and I put the plate with the pizza on the table, she took the knife and started cutting it up.

"Mmh, it smells delicious." I said while swallowing a piece of pizza.

"Indeed." Mom said, chuckling weakly.

I smiled and continued eating untill I heard the telephone ring.