The Day We Met

Chapter 7

The next day, Jungkook has woke up earlier than Jimin and has already prepared breakfast for them to eat before leaving the house. And soon after, he was no longer alone in the busy kitchen as Jimin had walked into the kitchen with his still sleepy face and a messy hair.

"I was going to make breakfast but you've finished everything," mumbled Jimin with his husky voice.

Jungkook was cutting vegetables when the time Jimin entered the space. He heard Jimin was talking to him so he passed his gaze from the knife to Jimin for a moment, but he was so shocked by what he was seeing at the time that he had almost cut his own finger.

"Where the fuck is your pants?!" Jungkook freaked out while already looked away from Jimin.

"What?" Jimin confusedly asked while taking a seat at the table. "This shirt is too big for me anyway, why do I have to wear pants."

"Yah!" Jungkook glared at Jimin while his chest still moving up and down furiously. "B-But still! Act like a normal person. Just wear the pants, nothing's going to hurt you."

"Ah, we're both men anyways. And it's not like I don't wear anything underneath."

"I don't care! Next time, wear pants if you want to walk around in this house."

Jimin pouted while glaring at Jungkook with narrowed eyes. "Fine. Always got mad at me for no reason."

"Yash," Jungkook hissed lowly, holding the knife tightly in his hand. "There's a reason you little— Huh, never mind. What do you want to have? Hot milk or a coffee."

"Hm? Hot milk?" Jimin gave Jungkook a look with raised eyebrows and Jungkook's eyes then swiftly widened at the thought.

"Hot CHOCOLATE milk."

Jimin smirked, "I know, what else it can be."

Jungkook just sighed and went back to cutting the remained vegetable on the cutting board while not realizing that Jimin was staring at him from the back.

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Jungkook stopped and parked his car at a house that was said to be Jimin's ex-boyfriend's house and took off his seatbelt before looked to the side to look at Jimin who was now looking in huge distress.

"Jimin," Jungkook called him softly. "Take a deep breath and then breathe slowly. Don't worry, nothing is going to happen." he tried to calm Jimin who was starting to get panic.

"I-I don't know if he's home or not," mumbled Jimin lowly while eyeing the house with trembling eyes.

"Oh, that sounds great. Isn't it better if he's not at home? You know his passcode, right?" asked Jungkook and received a nod from the boy. "Okay, go on. I'll wait for you here."

"What?" Jimin looked at Jungkook with a face showing a terror.

"What what?"

"Aren't you coming with me?"

"No. Why should I?"

"Huh? Y-You should come with me! Please? Please please! I have no confidence to go there alone. W-What if I cry so hard until I passed out?"

Jungkook sighed and furrowed his forehead, "Why would you cry? Oh my god."

"I-I think I'll cry if I saw him." Jimin said while wearing a sad face, "It's okay then. I'll go alone. Let me face him alone. I'll deal with whatever happens to me later. It's okay if I cry. It's not like someone will care about it. I will go there—"