involve ¦ vkookmin

vii. son of a dangerous man

narrator's pov; with glimpse of jungkook's thoughts

jimin pouted, his bright flowery background turned into withered and colorless flowers. jimin whines playfully, "aren't you glad we visited you?"

jungkook facepalm and try his best to stay calm since his grandma always remind him that violence is always not the solution, and learning self-control can get you stronger. (wh0a coming from the author herself.)

taehyung casually sat on the couch and faced jungkook. he asks blankly, "why are you wet... and naked?"

right, jungkook was enjoying his bath earlier, but then he heard his entrance door getting busted by jimin. jungkook massages his temple [nose], "i obviously just got out of shower."

"why the towel wrapped around to your chest and not on your waist?" jimin asked next. normally a guy would wrap the towel around his waist not around his torso [upper body] like the girls would, so it's inappropriate for jungkook who's a guy.

such total airheads..

"i mean if you're trying to look sexy to taehyung just cling on him," jimin sat down onto the rug infront of the couch. his legs crossed as he look up on jungkook who wore a red face.

"i am not!" jungkook got into his bedroom and quickly closed the door, but then slightly opened it. before locking the door, "and don't break anything!"

jimin just innocently tilted his head, still not getting what he just did awhile ago to the door with now a broken knob. taehyung glimpse at jimin below him and secretly smiled. no wonder jimin caught his eyes that day.

"please, knock the door next time!" jungkook is now in his clothes. he fixes the doorknob while jimin watches him do so. he was seriously scolded by the landlord awhile ago. he can't even count how many times he apologized.

jimin grins and just shows him an eye-smile, "i'm sorry, it's kind of a bad habit."

bad habit?

jungkook furrowed his eyebrows, "also why taehyung always carrying a gun? why does he have a gun anyway?!"

jimin giggled by that question. he put up his index out as if pointing the ceiling, "it may be late to say this but taehyung is the son of a dangerous man in this city." he added, "and he doesn't wanna go home."

dangerous man?

"this is my home," taehyung comfortably lay on the coach, arm covering his eyes to try sleeping. as usual, taehyung is topless. his shirt hung on the surface backrest of the couch.

his behavior is kind of annoying but that'll be too mean to say. he's being too comfortable at somebody's place.

jimin chuckles and shrugs at jungkook, "see?"

"so th-the things you said about killing the men was—" jungkook suddenly turn pale. he feels slightly dizzy for a minute from the thought of violence and blood.

jimin snorted in amusement. he just jumped on jungkook with a hug around the neck with his arms. he beams, "it's true! they're trying to take taehyung but you see, we're inseparable."

the couple indeed has a passionate relationship. jungkook's cheeks turned pink from the warmth. he thought that one day, he'll meet the person who he'll be spending his life with— hold on, for now focus on the family he originated not the ideal family he want to become with. plus, the couple's being a burden to his current life.

jungkook's stomach suddenly growls causes him to shake his thoughts away. jungkook avoided jimin's gaze from the embarrassment. the older only chuckles and pats younger cutie. "let me borrow your kitchen forawhile."