Love Will Remember | Jikook [COMPLETED] 🔞

Chapter 10

When Jimin stepped out of the taxi that pulled into the driveway of Seokjin's home, he felt at peace. Jin lived in a luxurious villa in Gangnam, one of the expensive neighborhoods, but the best.

Jimin didn't know what to name the relationship he had with his doctor, but it was definitely more than just a doctor and patient relationship. Though he wasn't as close as Hoseok, he treated Jimin like his younger brother.

With Hoseok gone for the majority of the year, Seokjin aka Jin was the only person Jimin could rely on for emotional support and he was always there when he needed them. It all started when Jimin's panic attack struck him on a rainy night two years ago. Not knowing whom to call for help, Jimin had managed to send text SOS to Jin.

What he did not expect was for the kind doctor to rush to his apartment at midnight. Jin had stayed the night while he helped Jimin through one of the worst nights in his life. It was one of the triggers Jimin had. Long story short, now Jimin had Jin on his speed dial and Jin had a key to Jimin's apartment.

Usually, Hoseok stayed with him during those days. When he was out of the hospital, Hoseok had given him a place for him to stay and helped him back to his feet. When Hoseok's company expansion overseas two years ago, the business thrived demanding most of his attention and now he lived in the States.

Speaking of which, Hoseok hadn't texted him since Friday. Jimin quickly pulled his phone out as he rang the bell and typed a text.

Jimin: Busy?

The door opened, revealing the most handsome face on the planet. Well, not literally but his doctor hyung was definitely the man that made millions of hearts race by just existing.

"Jimin-ah..." Jin threw his arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug and clapping behind his back. He wore white long-sleeved FILA t-shirt with black jeans, his hair parted to the side with his forehead on display, and looked ready to kill the runway. Jimin had no doubt he'd give those models run for their money if he tried. His personal Instagram flooded with millions of followers and he did love to flaunt his handsomeness.

"Hyung, what's your secret? You seem to age backward." Jimin returned the hug, relaxing further as he stepped into the foyer and removed his shoes.

"Aish...you say that every time we meet."

"It's the truth." He chuckled and hummed when he caught the whiff of the delicious aroma. "Hm... Smells so good." Jimin's mouth watered.

"It's a beef bulgogi." Jin led him to his spacious kitchen with cream walls and cherry wood cabinets. "Coke or Sprite?"

"Coke please."

Jin turned to the refrigerator, his broad shoulders flexing when someone hollered from the hall.

"Hyung! I can't find my glasses."

"It's probably on your head!" Jin fired back.

"Ah...Fuck!" The loud crash and the curse came at the same time.

"Yah! What did you break this time." Jin ran out of the kitchen and Jimin followed.

A handsome man crouched on the floor with his lips tightly pursed. His brown hair looked like he ran his hand through them a few times and called it a day. He wore blue ripped jeans with black short-sleeved V neck t-shirt. His handsome face scrunched as he accessed the damage on the floor as if he was analyzing a crime scene. A flower vase or what was left of it broken at his feet.

"This brat really..." Jin walked to the man and crouched beside him. He slapped the man's hand away when he tried to pick the broken pieces. "Step back and let hyung do the cleaning." But his voice, even more, softened as he checked the man. "Are you hurt anywhere?"