Sunshine and Citylights || JJK•PJM

7 : The Lunch

The car fell silence and air surrounding them became thicker. Jimin locked his gaze through the rear view mirror, seeing Jungkook's serious face when he driving his car heading to the place Jimin had told.

It was awkward and weird. There was no hell Jimin and Jungkook talk each other when there was Taehyung between them. Even Jungkook himself realised, his son would feel ashamed when he knew his biological father was such a taxi driver, not when Jimin was a supermodel in the other side.

So Jungkook made a note to himself he would ask Jimin his number right after he dropped them in hotel, in wish they would be meet somewhere in a place that Jimin would comfortable about. He remembered the feeling when a famous man having lunch but cameras were capturing himself while he ate his precious lunch. He wouldn't let Jimin uncomfortable, especially when it was with him.

It took them for fifteen minutes until they finally arrived in the destination. A tall and magnificent building, a victorian style in the middle of Seoul, Jungkook peeked through his window and almost tearing up when he realised Jimin and his son spent their nights here. It would be such a perfect moment when Jungkook could join them.

"Yeyy we arrived , Papa!", Taehyung shouted happily on his seat. Jungkook shifted on his place, his heart ached when he heard how soft and warm Taehyung's voice.

Papa, Jungkook smiled in sad, then he should call me Daddy.

"Yes, Honey. Go to the lobby and wait for me. I need to pay the taxi, okay?"

Taehyung nodded as he opened the car, jogging toward the front door and letting a security opened the big thick glass door for his small frame body.

Jimin made sure that his son already in the lobby and sat carefuly at one of the couches as he turned his gaze to the man in the driver seat, facing his reality again right in the same car.

"This is your money, save the change", he said coldly.

Jungkook chuckled, "just save your money. Let's pretend i just dropped off my husband and son to their new house while i still need to take another things".

Jimin pressed his lips, "Kook, please just stop it-"

"Give me your number".

The older turned his gaze lowered, looking at his fingers, "plesase, Jeon, it's not happen-"

"I'm not asking you to getting back together", Jungkook cut him off, "just a small talk and lunch. I know you've maybe already moved on but it's been three years for me, Jimin, that's not a short time. Three fucking years i've been in hell. It will be just a small meeting. You can take Taehyung too, i will pay for both of you".

"But what if Taehyung asking me who the hell are you?"

"Just tell him i'm a good kind driver who's giving both of you a free drive."

Jimin hesitated. His mind didn't work as well in this kind of moment but his hands somehow could managed all the thing. He reached a small bill from his bag, took his brown eyebrow pencil and wrote down his number quickly.

"This", he handed him the paper, "text me for the date and place" and with that he opened the door car and left as fast as he could.

Jungkook stared at him in smile. Hand clutching tightly at the crumbled paper now while his heart beating so fast when he saw how Jimin took Taehyung's hands and softly dragging him into the elevator.

Well, he had his tears in his eyes, of course.

But the bliss of happiness surrounding him in his small car. Even, Jimin's cologne still lingering in its, hitting his nostrils and wouldn't go away for a long time.