Love Will Remember | Jikook [COMPLETED] 🔞

Chapter 8

Jungkook steadied himself as soon as they left the party hall leaving the very dumbfounded actress behind. Jimin hit the elevator button and Jungkook leaned on the wall, resting his head on it. He was drunk, but not drunk enough to not know his surroundings. But it will still leave him with a bloody hangover next morning and he regretted it already.

When the elevator opened, he followed Jimin mutely. But his thoughts began racing the moment the doors closed. Jimin hit minus two, where his car was parked. Jungkook didn't ask how he knew that. All he could see was the man, who took his breath away by just existing.

The way Jimin defended him earlier was such a turn on. For a moment, he saw the old Jimin there. Jimin turned to lock his gaze with him when he sensed him staring.

"That was hot," Jungkook murmured and then smiled. "You saw her face?"

"I did." Jimin was fighting a smile, but Jungkook could tell the eldest was rather pleased with himself and didn't regret it a bit.

"I hate parties." Jungkook ran a hand over his face and ruffled his hair. The moment of lucidity didn't last because he felt his body sway again.

"I know."

"I feel sick." He clutched his head and felt a pair of strong hands steadying him. Jungkook tried to speak, but no words came out. He buried his face in Jimin's neck, releasing a sigh as his mild soapy fragrance teased his nostrils. "You smell so good..." he mumbled before going limp in Jimin's arms.

***

Jimin stared at his boss who was passed out at the back of the taxi. When Jungkook slumped into his arms earlier, he had straight away booked a Kakao taxi. The problem now was he didn't know where Jungkook lived. It was too late to bother Byeol and Taehyung wasn't answering his call.

With no other option, he decided to bring Jungkook to his apartment. Jungkook barely stirred when he pulled him out of the taxi and supported to the elevator. A knot formed in the pit of his stomach as he entered his apartment with his boss. He had only one bedroom and the couch was too uncomfortable to sleep. Looks like I have to take the couch for tonight.

He supported Jungkook to his bedroom and guided him to the bed. Jimin then stripped Jungkook's long coat and removed his shoes before removing his belt. Jungkook mumbled something when Jimin removed his belt and set it on the head side table.

With a sigh, Jimin set to change for the night. After a quick shower, he changed into a pair of grey sweatpants and a white t-shirt. He ruffled his wet hair and was about to leave the bedroom when Jungkook mumbled again, he was flailing his arms and kicking his legs as if he was having a nightmare.

"Mr. Jeon." Jimin rushed to him.

Jungkook's eyes shot open, he blinked a few times as he looked around once and his gaze settled on Jimin's face.

"It's okay. You're in my apartment," Jimin said softly. "Go to sleep now."

Jungkook relaxed and rested his head on the pillow. He shook his head once and blinked a few times.

"Good night."

Jimin turned to leave, but Jungkook caught his arm. "Stay."

"Huh?"

"Stay," Jungkook said again, his eyes already closing but the grip on his arm still strong.

"I..."

"Hyung..." Jungkook whined and simply tugged his arm, causing him to fall on top of his boss. Jimin gasped, however, his boss had other plans. He just turned them and spooned him to his body. Jimin's heart cartwheeled inside his chest as he tried to comprehend what just happened. "Don't leave me again," he mumbled.