[JUNGKOOK] Sweet and Bitter

Laugther and giggles

In less than fifteen minutes a loud sound of an irritating bell is heard through the large halls of the mansion. I'm currently busy loading the dishwasher while the blonde haired man rushes to the door.

'Hyung!', a cheerful warm voice calls out. I stand up on my feet while quietly peaking out of the kitchen. 'Well that was quick', Yoongi chuckles while hugging the un revealed man that's out of sight.

They really have some closeness with the hugging. Apparently it's possible to have a love for banana milk and give sweet hugs as ice cold harmful assassins.

'That must be Y/n, isn't it?', a mid-tall light brown headed god approaches me with an amusing smirk curved in his lips.

The tight black skinny jeans perfectly shows off the strong muscular thighs paired with a plane white T-shirt and leather jacket. He removes his sunglasses, before running his hand through his perfect smooth hair.

He's around Yoongi's height and has a very charming aura. Only a glance of his forbidden hotness can make you drool like crazy.
'Jimin', he flashes a smile and sticks out his hand.

I carefully take his much smaller (compared to the others) and kinda soft hand while shaking it. 'Y/n', I slightly lift up to corners of my lips, trying not to look that unfriendly.

'Now one told me that Hwa Y/n is this pretty', he says charmingly while gently stroking my palm that's still in his hand.

This man has a habit of enchanting every single human being that comes near him.

A pink colour of flustered ness colours my cheeks. 'Thank you', I smile shyly while heating up at every second soft touch on my skin.

A deep sigh is heard from Yoongi. 'However, did you bring me what I asked for?' The brown-headed man tilts his head a little, showing off his perfectly scalped sharp jawline.

'Of course I did, I put it on the coffee table', he says while still not removing his seductively distracting gaze off of me. 'Thanks', Yoongi says and quickly walks to the living room to take his willed drink in his hands.

The green bottle of alcohol opens in a hurry, leaving a satisfying sound before the liquid dramatically flows in his mouth.

'As you can see, Yoongi hyung is much of an alcoholic', Jimin grins. After a strong big sip Yoongi sends a death glare towards the handsome smirking clown.

'I'm not. I just needed something to rinse away to horrible taste of that stupid drink', he responds manly deep before sitting on the crème coloured couch.

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The sounds of loud giggles and laughter echoes through the huge mansion. Jimin is absolutely hilarious.

This whole time I've been seriously enjoying the presence of these two men. Yoongi, who at first looked like the scariest cold person on the planet just turned into a gummy smiling warm person.

We weren't even talking about any normal useful nor meaningful things. It was basically about nothing that made me and Jimin crackling like crazy. Yoongi's savage humor is worth everything.

I total forget that I'm probably sitting here with one of the most dangerous criminals while making jokes. The thought of being afraid of any of them just vanished away in the air.

Honestly, why would I be?

Yoongi clearly told me that they only want to protect me. Which I should be glad for. And the least thing I could do was sitting here in depression and thinking negatively about everything.

'Seriously hyung, I can't with you anymore', Jimin wheezes while playfully hitting Yoongi's thigh. I chuckle with a face filled with redness and energy.

The savage joker guy flashes a gummy smile while sipping the second bottle of soju to an end. Instead of Yoongi, the sober me and Jimin are acting like drunk drug-addicts.

The buzzing noice of a phone breaks through the laughter. Jimin smoothly takes out his phone out of his pocket and picks up.

'Jungkook-ah?', the soft haired man, which I'm willing to touch, speaks with an adorable smile on his lips. He pauses to hear what the respond is from the other side of the call.

'Just sitting here with Yoongi hyung and the pretty lady, why?' My heart skips a beat at his sweet choice of words.
Pretty lady..

Jimin is a charming hot mess.

'-wait, you're telling me that...' The sudden serious tone in his voice makes me and Yoongi immediately sit up in concern. The blonde haired man connects eyes with Jimin in his perked up position.

They share a few glances of mysterious words before Jimin abruptly jumps on his feet and walks to the hall. 'Oké get it, bye Jungkookie.' He quickly slides his phone in the inside pocket of his leather jacket that he put on, after ending the call.

'We're leaving', Jimin says in a serious voice that makes the mood glow down. Yoongi stands up in a hurry and takes on his denim jacket while I follow him.

'What's going on?', I ask in concern while watching the men dressing up. 'Nothing to worry about. You don't have a jacket?, Yoongi says quickly. I'm wondering how he knows what this is about while Jimin was on the phone.

'No, when I got kidnapped I didn't really have the time to-.' 'Take Jungkook's', Jimin cuts me off and hands me a plane grey jacket he found thrown on a chair.

Jimin quickly opens the door and takes my hand in his before dragging me outside. Yoongi locks the door with the key he got from the owner of this house while I put on the jacket and run after the fast walking man.

I smell the manly scent of warmth and cologne of the greyish jacket. It's big and baggy which makes me run like a stupid person in it. Most importantly it keeps me warm from the cold calm air outside, like it's suppose to.

A dark blue Mercedes appears in front of us. The funny noise of the unlocking sound is heard as Yoongi takes out his key and firmly points it at the car.

So each one of them must have an impressing car like this that makes other people feel deeply offended and poor.

Well Yoongi I've got to say, I like your taste.

Yoongi hurries to the driver's seat while Jimin unexpectedly takes a seat at the back next to me. 'How does this thing work?', I say annoyed while trying multiple times to put on the safety belt.

'Namjoon broke it', Yoongi says coldly with bitterness, probably remembering that time he did it. Well that's a boomer, at least there's one thing that's not perfect like each and everything they own.

'Don't worry princess, I'll hold you.'

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Jimin is a charming flirt, I had to.
Finally we met him though, I needed some Jimin spice in the story.
Tell me if the chapters are short or long or whatever your preference might be.
I'm trying my best to improve my writing style and clear out the storyline.

Whatsoever, BBYEz huns 💜🌝