Jungkook woke up just before twelve noon. It was a Saturday and they will be playing three sets tonight. There were several messages on the band's group chat.
TH: Man, you owe me big time.
YG: You, gotta make up for that one set, bro. Samgyup will do it for me.
SJ: Am good with samgyup! Don't forget the soju.
TH: Yeaaaahhhh!!!
YG: Here"s the setlist for tonight. Not much change but be at the club by six. We need to polish some things.
JK: Sure! Let's get that samgyup sometime. I'll be there by six.
He wondered how Jimin is doing. He walked slowly to the other side and listened through the door. He heard light snores. He must be so tired, thought Jungkook. He decided to let Jimin sleep and went through with his daily routine. He normally makes his own lunch with whatever is available but decided that he will just get food delivered for him and Jimin. Lunch came but Jimin was still asleep so Jungkook ate the sweet and sour pork and fried rice alone but leaving some for Jimin. He hit the gym by three o'clock and was back in the apartment after an hour. Jimin was still not coming out. Jungkook decided against waking Jimin as he had experienced bad jetlags in the past. May be worse for Jimin as he seemed to be going through a rough time.
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Jungkook ordered more food for dinner making sure to get chicken porridge for Jimin.
By 5:45PM, Jungkook was ready to go. He left a note for Jimin on the dining table and went on his way to Beyond the Sound.
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It was past eight when Jimin woke up. Taking a few moments to remember where he is and how he came to be here. He checked his watch and was surprised when he realized that he slept for 20 hours! He scrambled to his feet and got out of the room. Only the lamp above the dining table was on but the curtains were fully drawn showing the night lights of Itaewon. Of course, Jungkook must be in the club. He saw the note on the table and read it.
Sweet and sour pork, fried rice and chicken porridge in the kitchen. Kimchi in the fridge. Help yourself to anything you want. Here's my number 0XX-XXXX-XXXX
Relax. Rest.
-JK
A plastic card was also on the table. Jimin assumed it was the elevator card. Another note was stuck to it.
Here's the elevator card. The door's passcode is 090197. But i suggest for you not to go out without me.
Makes sense, Jimin thought. This city is essentially foreign to him. He hasn't been here in five years. When he comes back to South Korea from LA, he normally goes to Busan immediately after landing in Incheon.
His phone must've died during the day. He plugged it in but left it turned off. Once his phone was already 100% charged, he turned it on and immediately, missed call notifications and about a hundred messages came in. All of them from a single person, the woman he loved most. The messages were all variations of: Where are you?, Are you okay?, Call me. and I love you. His heart ached, he knows she must be aching too. But he has to clear his mind first. He did what he normally does to restore his sanity: he cleaned the house (except Jungkook's room, he will not go there... yet).
Before the day ended, he felt accomplished. He has already:
- Cleaned most of the house
- Ate the porridge Jungkook got him
- Set his phone to the local date/time (noted that he needed to get a local SIM soon)
- Checked his bank accounts (he withdrew most of the money from them before leaving LA)
- Inquired about his credit card (still active, he got his last cash advance upon landing in Incheon, he needed all the cash he can get)
- Unpacked his bags of the essentials but kept most of his clothes in the big suitcase
- Taken a long relaxing bath and changed to his own clothes (a white tank top and gray striped cotton shorts)
- Washed and dried his and Jungkook's clothes
He sat on the sofa, unlocked his phone and re-read the hundred or so messages he received. He sent a response: I landed safely in Seoul and I'm staying with a friend. Don't worry about me, I just needed some time to think. I love you.
After a few moments, his phone rang but he cancelled the call. He sent another message: I'm sorry. Give me some time.
A message: I love you. I'll always be here for you. I'll support you no matter what.
Jimin's heart hurt so much with the thought that she's hurting too. He took deep breaths to calm down. Everything will be okay, he told himself.
Jimin was struck by how much he feels at home in Jungkook's apartment. He feels guilty receiving his kindness but grateful at the same time. Based on what Jungkook said ealier, he will be home at around 2 or 3:00AM. He turned back to his phone and read comics while waiting for Jungkook to arrive. After a few chapters, Jimin was asleep again.
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Jungkook arrived home at past three in the morning. He saw Jimin lying on the sofa, peacefully sleeping, phone still in his hand. Jungkook stood there for a while, looking intently at Jimin. Marveling once again at the juxtaposition of the man's features: plump lips-sharp jawline, soft skin-lean muscles, muscular thighs-thicc booty... and oh that ass is making him feel... I gotta take a shower, he thought to himself and went to his room.
He was done in minutes and came back to the living room wearing black sweatpants only. Jimin hasn't moved an inch. He slipped Jimin's phone to his pocket and leaned down to pick the other man up. When he moved Jimin's arm, Jungkook saw part of a tattoo on his right ribcage "NEVER". That's hot, he thought, must've hurt a lot. He carried Jimin bridal style and was surprised that the small frame belies the weight. This guy must be all muscles. Jimin stirred a bit and snuggled to his bare chest. Jungkook held his breath both from the electrifying feeling he got and the fear that the man in his arms might wake up. When Jimin settled again, Jungkook went to the smaller bedroom and put him down on the bed closer to the window. The other bed he noticed, has some of Jimin's clothes. There were so little of Jimin's things on the lone table in the room. Jungkook went to the closet and peeked. There was nothing inside. This was puzzling to him. He put it out of his mind thinking Jimin hasn't gotten around to unpacking yet. He went back to check on Jimin, got the blanket at the foot of the bed and started to cover the sleeping man. It was such a waste to cover that body. He was thinking maybe he should have brought Jimjn to the bigger bedroom instead.
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