My Divine Miss Young-Min | J.J.K

CHAPTER 13: THE ALOE

Young-Min's Point of View

I am still standing in front of the pipe system, staring and trying to figure out its system in the bathroom. Apparently, my jetlag is starting to show its effect. I can't even function right.

Shoot— I'm really craving for a hot bath right now.

Ye—A bath will reset my body.

As I can hear splashes of water next door, the jealousy increases.

Ah! Bath—Warm bath—I desperately need it.

I want to call Jungkook but the ever so prideful-me preventing myself from asking more of his help. He is kind enough to cater to my chatters and helps me sort things out today.

Let him have his piece of mind.

Let's just be content with this then.

As my mind trying to figure out the solution my eyes come upon the sink. I turn the tap on. It's warm.

Hm—This I can manage. Now, where is that plastic cup?

...

At 7, a knock is heard from my front door.

Standing tall, his bunny smile shows that same pearly whites of him as he looks down at me. Standing so near make me aware of my height as it barely measuring up to his ear.

Damn taller people.

"Come—Let's go,"

I smile and tail him. Suddenly, Jungkook turns around making me almost bump him.

"Why don't we walk and eat at whichever restaurant or eatery place that we come across to?"

I beam at the idea. "Okay!"

...

After such a delicious dinner, we take a detour from the path we used just now. The snow is obviously still not around but the weather was cold enough caressing my exposed skin.

Luckily I packed enough sweaters and thick shirts for this journey. Good job girl.

Jungkook, on the other hand, is obviously a bigger panda wearing a beanie, a thick comfortable sweater, and a jacket since day one. I have stolen a glance at the tag and I know what a good quality it is but, I guess he deserved them all, to buy them from all the travels' bonuses and documentary's royalties that he gets.