Duality |Postlude| Jikook/Kookmin

Prologue

PLEASE READ: This book is a sequel to my story, Dance Again |Prelude| Jikook/Kookmin. The story only has fifteen parts, so it won't take too long to read it before this. It'll make this story make a whole lot more sense if you read it first.

Also, this book has a totally different tone than book one since they're all grown up. I'm sorry if you don't like smut.

Jungkook

"Is there anything you want since you graduated? I can buy it." Jimin's eyes focus on mine from behind his thick frames. His hand, adorned in multiple rings, holds his phone while he hosts an Instagram Live. Everything about him is a tease. He's dressed up like he's my mature college boyfriend.

Jimin's upset that he wasn't allowed in the building because Namjoon and the others said it would cause unnecessary turmoil. Since he's been living in the states, Jimin has made quite the name for himself. Every birthday, Busan makes a big deal of his achievements by posting pictures, erecting statues, and decorating public transport and spaces. His song, "Promise," broke Drake's twenty-four hour streaming record and it still hasn't been beat. His social medias are the most followed. The videos of his Juilliard performances take the world by storm every time. Not to mention, he's been doing well musically.

Smiling, I bite back the urge to touch him. "Really?"

"Of course."

"Then you buy the meal." I tease.

He laughs it off. "No... Something that has meaning."

"Okay, I'll buy the meal." I contemplate what to ask for. He still has two more years in the states before coming back permanently. What if I asked for him?

Taehyung takes notice of my silence. "Jungkook?"

"Is there something that you want?" Jimin finishes his question.

"If there is something you want, just say it. Jimin will buy it for you."

My eyes dart to his lips and I smile while looking away, back down at the button for the car window. "Is it my graduation present?"

"Yes, it is."

An idea pops in my head. "Let's make it simple."

Jimin doesn't seem to follow my train of thought. "Okay." He pauses and motions to the camera. "Jungkook, if you say it now, there will be evidence."

"Yeah, so an apartment."

Jimin's face burns red and he starts punching me. But I just laugh until he ends the video.

-

It's been some time since I graduated. This year, I am twenty-one, but what's most important is that this is the year that Jimin finally moves back into Korea.

Opening Instagram, my feed is flooded by all of my friends. Jimin takes up most of it. If he's not posting random pictures and clips from his day, it's memes or selfies.

Scrolling through the feed, I find a video Jimin posted of him and Hobi messing with a sleeping Yoongi. Jimin's caption reads: We're all excited to return to Korea! I love you, ARMY! 💜

The comment section is full of people spamming "Yoonmin" and I scoff. Tossing my phone away after liking the video, I go to edit and upload a video to my YouTube account. It's just a let's play where Jimin, Taehyung, and I play Mario Kart 8 Deluxe while drinking. I laugh at Jimin's antics. He always plays as Isabelle since he says that his honey blond hair makes him 'as cute as she is.'

He's not wrong. I do find him a lot more attractive than a Nintendo character though.

After posting the video, I check out Jimin's and my shared account, "The Boyz of Busan," to see if Jimin uploaded a private video for me. We've been uploading pretty regularly throughout the years despite the videos being for our eyes only.

My mouth forms a smile when I see a video entitled, "I Purple Kookie."

"Jungkookie!" Jimin smiles with his entire countenance. "I can't believe that the time is finally coming! There's so much I want to do together. Maybe someday I can bring you to the United States and we can do all the things that sixteen year-old you wanted to do."

Hobi screams from somewhere in the shared apartment and Jimin's eye twitches.

"Quiet! I'm making a video!"

"OKAY! HI, JUNGKOOOOOOO!"

I laugh at Hoseoks's antics and Jimin scowls, making me feel like it's a video call rather than a pre-recorded video.

"Kookie, don't laugh at him. I know you are."

Rolling my eyes, I spin around in my chair.

"If you finally managed to get a girlfriend, then you better introduce us. It's totally not fair if we don't get to meet her. You know it's my duty to embarrass you, right?"

There's a hint of possessiveness in him that makes me chuckle.

Jimin runs his fingers through his hair, exposing his tattoo of the number thirteen on his wrist. "I'm still disappointed that you wouldn't let me visit you for your birthday this year. Good thing you couldn't stop me from getting you any gifts."

My eyes gaze at my new camera bag and I remember Jimin's note that he wrote in his cute handwriting. He was whining about me not letting him come see me while also telling me to throw away my old camera bag.

The blond bites his lip and I focus on him. "Well, I sadly have to go, Kookie. But I'll make sure that our time together will allow me to spoil you like I'm supposed to. Goodbye, Kook. I purple you."

I watch as the video cuts out and I smirk, feeling invigorated. Everything is going according to plan.

This whole long distance friendship has worked a lot better than I thought it would, but it's not perfect. In Jimin's head, he still sees me as his shy, younger friend that he left to fend for himself in high school. But that's not me. I'm not in the summer before my junior year anymore. Who I am today may be thanks to what I experienced in the past, but I'm not just his cute younger friend that he gets to tease anymore.

I've grown up a lot. And with maturing, I've come to terms with what I want in life. Hesitation is no longer in my vocabulary. I will grab what I want by the horns and accomplish my goals. Just like Jimin isn't just my mochi anymore, I'm not just some cute bunny. Jimin isn't the only one who can do a one-eighty in a snap. I won't let what I want escape.

And what I want is none other than Park Jimin.

Author's Note: Okay, is this Duality of the Filter Duology or what? Jungkook is done questioning himself. Instead of running in circles in his head, he's now running towards his goals in life. We stan character development.

Ignore my faux sense of confidence. Thank you so much for reading this. I hope if you're here, that you read the first book! This story won't be as nice without the context.

What are your thoughts on the story so far?

Make sure to take care and love yourself as best as you can.

With lots of love,

-BBM