You're Mine [Jikook ff] ✅

Chapter 4

Jungkook's POV

I woke up with a blanket over me and I instantly smiled, knowing that Jimin still cared even after what happened yesterday. He was that angelic.

Since it was the weekend, I knew that Jimin won't leave the house unless we called him out. I already told Taehyung to inform the rest to not disturb Jimin and me for the whole two days. 

The rest of the group was already aware of our situation therefore it didn't take much for them to agree on this.

I slipped into my sneakers and went out of his house slowly, taking the house key with me. I was going to take this chance to duplicate his house key since I felt like he wasn't going to open the door for me once I visited again. 

Luckily Hoseok had a friend who opened a key shop thus I could duplicate his key this early in the morning.

After duplicating the key and buying breakfast for both of us, I decided to ring the bell, trying my luck. And as expected, I saw Jimin from his bedroom's window, signaling me to go home.

"Jimin, open the door. I bought you your favorite breakfast," I knocked on the window knowing that Jimin could hear me.

Since Jimin's house was a single-storey house, I could easily break into the house through one of the windows but I didn't really want to do that after we entered the adult-world. 

It's just too much work when I had to replace the broken ones.

"Go away, Jungkook," I heard Jimin's muffled voice, and I knew he was sitting just besides the window hugging his pillow, not wanting to be seen by me.

"That's it. I'm going in," I announced, taking a step back from the window.

"Don't you dare break anything in my house, Jeon Jungkook," he warned as he peeked through the window, afraid that I was going to break his window again.

Tell me how can I not love someone who scolded this cutely?

"I'm not going to break anything, I promise," I smiled and walked away towards the front door, finally decided to use the spare key. As I walked into the house, I heard rushed footsteps of the house owner running towards my direction.

"What are you doing?!" Jimin spread his arms, preventing me from entering his house but I gently removed his hands and walked to the kitchen.

"I didn't break anything?" I questioned the fuming boy innocently, before turning my back to hide my smirk from being seen.

"You're trespassing. I'm reporting this to the police," he said as he took his phone.

"It's no use Jimin, you know who's going to handle our case. Do you think he'd do anything?" I sat down comfortably at the dining table, serving the breakfast for both of us.

Jimin who had probably realized the truth of my words stomped his feet to the living room, plopped on the couch and sulked.

Taehyung's the cop.

That's why he had access to Jimin's dash camera. There's a robbery case not so far from Jimin's area and Taehyung used it as an excuse to get hold of Jimin's dash camera's recordings to help me.

I walked towards Jimin, carried him bride-styled without his consent and brought him to the dining table. He refused to look at my face the whole time I was carrying him until the moment I placed him down.

"You have to eat. I'm not leaving unless I see you eating proper meal at least three times a day,"

"This is too much. I only eat once a day," he looked at the food I bought on the table and took the smallest dish.

"Then, you have to eat more. Try finishing this for breakfast, then I'll consider leaving the house sooner," I replaced the dish he took with a bigger one, hoping that he would gain a little weight during my stay.

He took the plate and slowly started eating without any complain anymore. I was thankful that in a way, he listened to my request even though the objective was to kick me out of his house.

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