Chapter 17

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You were slowly pulled out of sleep to the feeling of someone playing with your hair. Peeking one eye open, you watched as Jimin stared off into space while absentmindedly twisting a strand of your hair. He was sitting up in bed with his back resting against the headboard, the comforter only covering his lower half and leaving his bare chest exposed. His eyebrows were furrowed, meaning he was concentrating hard on whatever he was thinking about. You didn't want to disturb him while he was deep in thought but you also didn't want to be stuck staring at him for the next ten minutes.

"What are you thinking about?" you asked quietly, pulling Jimin out of his trance.

"Work, the home, my parents, the guys," Jimin listed, glancing down at you. You pushed yourself up onto your elbows as Jimin brought his hand down to your chin. "Of what we're gonna do once we get back home into our own bed."

"And that requires a lot of thought?" you teased.

"There are an endless amount of ways we could fuck, so yeah, it requires some thought," he replied.

"You're way too excited about that," you sighed, shaking your head.

"Well, I love you. Anything involving you will get me excited." Jimin nuzzled his face against the top of your head.

"Since you mentioned it, how have things been going back home? Did Hoseok or Yoongi say anything?" you asked.

"All is good. Seokjin has also been keeping everything under control at work."

"So what are you worried about?"

Jimin ran a hand through your hair. "I guess I don't like when I can't confirm for myself. I need to be the one with the control, y'know? When I'm away doing nothing, leaving all the work to them, it makes me uneasy."

"You have been doing work though, with your father," you replied, tilting your head.

"It's not the same. Besides, he's mostly just trying to prepare me for when I take over his job," Jimin explained.

"That'll probably be a long time away though, right? I mean, your parents will live for a long time so it's not like they need to worry about giving you the reigns after dying."

"Yes, but we never know what the future holds." Jimin moved into his side, propping himself up on his elbow. "We need to stop being so depressing."

"What are your plans for today, Mr. Park," you inquired with a snigger.

Jimin grimaced. "God, it's weird to hear you call me that. Please don't."

"Why? You used to allow your offerers to call you that."

"Yeah, but I wasn't dating any of them. That's how everyone addresses my father so when you use it, it's kinda disturbing."

You wrinkled your nose in disgust. "Dear Lord, now I won't be able to get that image out of my mind. Why did you tell me this?"

"You started it," Jimin laughed, resting his chin in his palm and smiling down at you. "What do you say we just stay in bed all day? My father and I aren't doing anything so I'm all yours today."

"That sounds like a splendid idea," you said, faking a posh accent.

"I'll run downstairs and get us some breakfast. We can eat it in bed," Jimin decided, getting out of bed. "What do you feel like?"

"Well, don't get too much food. Whatever is easy to grab is good enough," you replied.

Jimin gave a thumbs up before leaving the room. Not even ten seconds later, Eleanor was entering, surprisingly without her cart. She smiled politely and waved.

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