The Story of Us | Jikook/Kookmin

36 | Ring My Bell!

Jungkook POV.

Some moments are so special that you know your life is never going to be the same once you go through them. There will be a before and an after, and if you're strong enough you'll not regret any direction it takes. That's what I'm going to do.

Jimin hyung and I check each other's appearance in the wall-size mirror of my cupboard, going through the same exercise for the fifth time already. He tends to be picky about looks at important days usually, but looks like I'm pickier today. I can't help it... This is the moment that will determine most of what my life is going to look like after it happens, and I just want to score one point with the way I'm dressed if I can.

- You look perfect. -Jimin hyung turns to smile at my lips, planting a delicate kiss and keeping himself at maximum closeness after the move.

My hands cradle on his waist in seek of comfort as I stare into his endless eyes. He's worth everything.

- You too baby. -I whisper, leaning my lips at the corner of his ones and drag them to his cheek sensually, meanwhile pulling in his smell that relaxes all my tensed muscles at once. I hear his breathy laughter faintly, content when he nuzzles his body against me in search of similar feelings.

There is still half an hour until we are visiting my parents. Jung-Hyun hyung will pick us up and he'll take us home. To pass time we sit at the courtyard sofa, leaned unto each other a little more calculated than usual (since we both have a little formal of an attire), waiting for the time to arrive. Playing with Jimin hyung's hands keeps me at ease.

- Is he like my father?

I tilt my head to the side to look at Jimin hyung, but since he is laying his head on my shoulder I can't see much of his face.

- Who, my father?

He nods.

I place my cheek back on his hair and shake my head, circling my thumb on his palms.

- Not really. He is a bit more easy-going. And... I don't know, we have a good relationship with him.

Jimin hyung hums, and then says nothing. Anxiety circles through my system.

- Are you scared? -I ask, although my voice gives away my fears more than conveying the question.

Jimin hyung shuffles a little and then pulls out of my chest, sitting upright to look at me. His face carries a peaceful expression, and that alone is enough to soften my stiff face muscles. Gosh, I'm tensing myself so much!

- I'm not scared. -He speaks with the creamiest voice, his beautiful plump lips curling on the sides fondly. -I just don't want you to go through the same things that I did. Want you to be okay Jungkookie...

Why is he being emotional now? I'm already feeling nervous and stuff...

- I-I'll be okay. -I swallow, escaping my eyes to breathe a little. He makes me want to expose myself, and even though I love to do that for him, now I need to be strong and crying is not gonna help the situation. -They haven't been against my sexuality before. I mean... they knew it was a serious situation when BigHit kicked us out. I guess they kinda predicted that if I was willing to take the risk of losing my career, then I must really be different.

- Different. -Jimin hyung chuckles. It's the sweetest sound ever. My chest tightens when I look up at him.

- I love you so much. -I spurt out of the blue, feeling my throat tighten up for no reason.

He blinks taken aback for some seconds, and then smiles even wider, ever-so-shy that his cheekbones gather into reddish apples as he replies back slowly. -I love you too, Jungoo-ah.