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Little Trust

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Jimin POV

"Jungkook-ah." I speak to get his attention as he drives.

"Yes?" He responds without taking his eyes off the road.

"I just think that maybe we should talk to Jin." I offer in a hopeful tone. I miss him.

"Really? You want to after everything that's happened?" He asks but his tone isn't harsh. It's filled with genuine curiosity.

"Yeah. I mean... I just miss him. He was my best friend for years and now I feel like I don't know him anymore." I confess lowly while watching the different cars pass by.

"You think he wants to talk to us?" Jungkook asks me and to be honest I don't know the answer. I just keep quiet and continue staring at the cars.

"I'm just saying Jimin he might not want to be friends again. I just don't want to see you get hurt." He explains making me soft. He cares so much.

"I just want to tell someone about how I got so lucky and became your fiancé. I want someone to be jealous over my beautiful ring." I pout explaining my feelings and he glances a look of concern.

"I just want someone to talk to." I sigh and he doesn't say anything for a minute.

"Well I was going to tell Jisoo and Lisa but you can if you want." He offers but I shake my head.

"No. Those are your friends I won't take that from you." I sigh again feeling a little lonely.

"Oh! What if we have an engagement party!" He exclaims out of no where.

"That could be fun."

"It's a chance for you to make more friends and get closer to mine." He explains and I nod agreeing with him .

"But I get to decorate and plan it." I add making him grin. 

"Fine you can decorate but we will plan it together. It's my engagement too." He laughs.

"Deal."

"Okay so when should we have it?" He asks me and I shrug.

"This weekend?" I proposed. "Yeah that should be fine. My friends don't have lives so it should work." He laughs and glances over at me.

"What?" I question and he smirks.

"Nothing~" He sings coyly.

"You're weird." I squint at him and shove his arm gently.

"Gosh I'm abused! Seriously!" He dramatically grabbed his arm and pretends to be in pain.

"Oh my god drama queen! Keep both hands on the wheel!" I laugh at his extraness.

"What if I don't want to?" He lowly asks before placing his hand on my upper thigh. Way too far up for innocent intentions.

"T-that's fine." I blush hard and look away from his hand.

"What happened to all that sass?" He grins and I get chills at his deep demanding tone.

"G-gone." Is all I could get out in the moment.

"So, Who do you want to invite?" He asks  innocently and removes his hand from my leg like nothing ever happened.

"Are we not gonna talk-" I start but he interrupts me.