HIRAETH // Vminkook

•6• I caught you

"Young master Park, young master Jeon's lunch had been prepared just like you asked." Helen bowed as she offered the basket to Jimin.

Jimin thanked her as he took it from her hold. It was a simple sandwich with cheese, meat, and lettuce. He ordered the maids to make coffee for the both of them too.

It's been over an hour since Taemin had left to open the shop because the younger wouldn't stop bugging him.

He made sure to wear long sleeves, his hat, gloves and a long thick coat so he could save himself from Seokjin scolding him.

It takes a twenty five minute walk to get to Jungkook's shop from the mansion. Jimin never minds it though since he's not the best at riding horses. So he rides something else, carriages. But he only does when visiting some place far.

The snow piles up at the side of the road, *the trees are bare and everywhere, the streets are full of strangers.*

He skipped on his steps while humming a cheerful tune. Sometimes he forgets how he loves taking a day off from work and stress.

An icy breeze went pass him, bringing his hat to the floor. His smile fell off too as he realized he needed to bend down and pick it up from the ground, his back is aching at the moment.

But before he can, a young girl stepped on it since she was too young to see and continued running to catch up to her other friends playing tag.

Jimin almost cursed but he realized it was a child so he groaned as he picked it up instead. He heard someone laughing behind him.

"It's not funny, Jungkook. Why is the world so cruel. Can you scold her for me?" Jimin pretended to cry while hitting his hat on his trousers.

"The scene was cute." Jungkook smiled at him. "What brings you here? I thought you're staying home."

"I came to bring your lunch. The maids told me you forgot to bring one." He handed the basket.

"You didn't have to, Jimin. I can buy something else."

"No, I insist. I'll make it as an excuse so I can visit your shop. I have no better thing to do than bothering you."

Lies. He just wanted to spy on him to make sure if Jungkook eats well. That boy really can't look after himself.

"Then let's get going. I don't want us to freeze to death out here." He placed a firm hand on Jimin's shoulder and pulled him closer while his other hand is occupied by the basket.

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"Should I feed you myself?"

Jungkook stopped tying the candles into a bunch with a white string and stared at him with an offended look. "No, just give me fifteen more minutes." Then he continued where he left.

"You've been saying the exact same thing for two hours and this book is getting boring." He threw the said book on the table four feet away from where he sat. "It's already two in the afternoon."

"Your point?" He didn't look back at the shorter boy only to stand up to place the candles on a shelf along with other candles that had been tied in a group of five.

"Pfft, what are you gonna do if I die, huh? What if I jump from the second floor of your shop? Are you gonna cry, Jungkookie?" Jimin said the last sentence as if he's talking to a baby.

He knew Jungkook hates it so much when someone would call him that. It's something Mr. and Mrs. Kim would call him when they were young.

As expected, Jungkook stared harshly at him and if Jimin was a stranger he would be scared of that look. But he knew that the worse thing Jungkook can do is squishing an ant.