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The Good Kind

Jungkook pov*

"Hey hey hey! I think the fuck not! You better stop what you are doing right now before I grab the key to this door and physically stop you." Jimin's voice was heard in the kitchen. Taehyung and I looked at each other and burst out in laughter. Our laughter died down, and he looked at me seriously.

"Hey, I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Sure, what is it, Hyung?"

"I'm not trying to hurt your feelings, but I need to be stern. Okay?"

"Of course, continue."

"Okay. Jimin is my best friend. I have known him for such a long time. I love him with all of my heart, and I need you to take extraordinary care of him," he said his lip began to tremble and his eyes watering. Then his face turned stone cold. "I swear to god if you heart my little mochi, I will hunt you down, kidnap you, hide you in my basement, and chop off your left ball sack. I will sew you back up, though so you will live in tremendous pain. Then, I will cook your ball sack and feed it to your dog while you are watching. Am I clear?"

"Y-yes, Hyung."

"Good," He said, smiling. "I'm gonna go see what Jiminie is doing," He skipped away from me. Just as he was about to enter Jimins room, Jimin walked out of it, and they ran straight into each other. Jimin fell flat on his ass. Taehyung didn't even budge. They both burst out in laughter. I, on the other hand, was concerned about my baby. I rushed over to the miniature chortling boy. (a/n: I really need to stop using Grammarly. I always end up describing things really oddly lol)

"Baby, are you alright?!" I questioned while reaching downward.

"Yes, Jungukie. I'm alright," he answered within chuckles. I hooked my arms beneath his armpits and hauled him up. When I got him up, he didn't put his legs down on the ground.

"Are you going to stand?"

"No, I was thinking that it would be better in your arms." He then proceeded to wrap his legs around my waist and his arms encircling my neck.

"Is that so?" I looked down at the gorgeous boy I was holding and beamed brightly.

"Mhm." he hummed in response, looking into my eyes. His eyes absorbed me right in. His eyes were the color of sweet chocolate. The kind of chocolate that your parents won't buy for you because "it's the good kind." The kind that once you have, you will never forget the flavor. The kind that you crave for on a lonely night. He is everything I've ever wanted. He is the boy that I created in my dreams all those years ago. When I laid in bed, wondering why all of my guy friends were crushing on girls. I would lay in bed and imagine what my life would be like with a wife someday. I couldn't even imagine that. So then I started thinking about what life would be like with a husband. It was perfect. I realized that I liked boys when I was eight. All of my friends had girlfriends, but I would fantasize about a boyfriend. I imagined him to be shorter than me, loving, intelligent, pretty, funny, soft, passionate, aegyo, kind, caring, and have similar beliefs. Looking into Jimin's eyes now, I realize that he is everything I wanted. He is also way more than that. He is so perfect for me that it scares me. I never want to let him go.

"Jungkook?" I was summoned back into reality.

"Yes, baby?"

"Wh-why were you looking at me like that?"

"L-like what?"

"Like... like. Like I'm-"

"The love of my life?" I said, not really thinking about it. "Did I say that out loud?"

"Th-the love of your life?"

"I- yes."

"R-really?"

"I- uh..." I bit my lip and looked down. I observed that our bodies were united. "I think so," I admitted and looked back up at him. He had a burning blush blanketed over his cheeks. "B-but I know it's too soon to say that it's just-" I was cut off with a pair of pillowy lips meeting mine. His sweet lips started moving against mine. I was surprised at first, but then I let myself melt into his lips.  His delicious sugary taste filled my mouth.  

"It's okay, Jungkook-ah, I understand."

"Okay, Good." We leaned our foreheads towards each other and, we stood there, head to head, staring into each other's eyes. I totally lost track of time until I heard a door opening. Then, I heard little scampering feet and a door closing. Jimin and I looked at each other and giggled. I deposited him back down onto his feet but kept my arms around his waist. I was about to kiss him again when the sound of a door opening distracted me. I glanced up to see Hoseok dressed in clothing way too small for him. He opened the bathroom door and closed it. I let out a sigh and kissed Jimin's nose.

"You guys are disgustingly cute." Taeghyung made a nauseated face. "I hate it." Jimin and I started howling hysterically. 

"But you still love me, right Taehyungie?" He said pouting and making puppy eyes. He wasn't even talking to me but I still fell for it. 

"Aish kid." 

"That's hyung to you mister." He said turning his aegyo into a stern glare. Taehyung began to laugh and couldn't stop. We all started laughing. I was surprised we didn't all fall to the floor, we were laughing so hard. Then we were suddenly disrupted when there was a knock at the door.

a/n: I'm sorry this is such a short chapter. Finals week is next week so it is going to be harder to update, but don't worry I have plans for this story.