My Sleeping Partner | P. JM

Nationals

A week later

"Jungkook?"

Jimin rushes up from his seat at my startled outburst, his eyes wide and expectant. The doe-eyed boy is in front of me, shivering in nothing but a shirt in this weather.

"I thought about what you said." He whispers, digging his feet into the carpet. "She doesn't deserve me."

Besides me, Jimin's lips widen in a bright smile.

"I'm sorry." Jungkook continues, clearly looking nervous as he pulls on his index finger. "But I—"

"You can stay here." I say, before Jimin does besides me. Trying to fight a smile myself, I push Jimin back so he can come in.

"I— have to go."' Jimin says, looking outside as he stares back at me curiously. "Are you going to be okay?"

"I'll be fine."

When Jimin slips his shoes on and tries to leave the door, Jungkook suddenly blocks his way. His eyes are wide and alert.

"Where are you going? It's night so it's dangerous—"

"He's leaving soon." I say, and his eyes go even wider. "For the National Competition, I mean. He has to go practice."

I roll my eyes. "He's been practicing every second he's breathing."

"You'll be okay?" Jimin calls back, and I nod. A smile flickers on his soft features before he blows me a kiss behind Jungkook's back, leaving me stunned.

Where did he learn that?

Then I realize Jungkook's staring at me, and I quickly hurry to grab a warm blanket. Pushing the bundle into his hands, I run into the kitchen and nearly trip over the pot on the floor.

"You like hot chocolate?"

"Hot— what?"

"You'll like it." I smile, pulling out marshmallows from the cupboard. When he tastes one, he wordlessly chews and swallows.

"It's good."

"It'll taste even better with the drink." I tell him, and he takes another one when he thinks I'm not looking.

I stifle a laugh when he quickly turns his face when he sees me watching.

"What drink?"

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After being warmed up and taken cared of, it doesn't take long at all to put the tired boy to sleep.

I'm about to close the door behind me when the doorbell suddenly rings, and I jump a mile into the air and nearly bang my head into the ceiling.

I sprint to the door.

"What. Are. You. Doing?!" The moment I see Taehyung, I snap each word under my breath. "Jungkook's here. He's sleeping— and if you wake him,
I'm gonna actually—"

His eyes widen. "Who the heck is Jungkook?"

Then before I can answer, he claps his hand over his mouth and shrieks quietly.

"You're with a guy? You're cheating on Jimin!"

Grinding my teeth, I'm about to beat his sense back into him when he snaps his fingers together.