Author's POV
" So ? Jungkook? How are you ?" His stepmother asked .
" I am good , mom . And you ?" He answered. His tone shocked Jimin. It was so soft and so sophisticated. He was a perfect man now and Jimin couldn't move his eyes away from Jungkook.
" I am pretty good, Jungkookah ! I am good ." She replied .
Jungkook nodded his head and smiled . Jimin felt himself getting mesmerized by those bunny teeth . He shook his head.
Jungkook looked over at Jimin. He was sitting on the couch , wearing blue shorts and a crop top . Jungkook was gulping hard as his eyes lingered on those milky white thighs and his small stomach skin which was undeniably worth drooling at . Nevertheless, he looked away .
" And Jimin ah ! How are you?" Jungkook asked , loving how the name 'JIMIN' falls out of his mouth .
" I a-am g-good hyung . And you ?"
" Great . And now that I am seeing you , I am even better ." He said .
Jimin controlled himself from smiling.
" Since when did Jeon Jungkook get so cheesy?" Mr Jeon , said , while entering the living room .
" Dadddd !" Jungkook said , standing up , and running over to Mr Jeon and engulfing him into a hug . Mr Jeon hugged him back.
" Young man , leave me before I die out of short of breath ." Mr Jeon said, chuckling .
Jungkook released his dad from his tight hold.
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" Alex , take Jungkook's luggage to Jimin's room ." Mrs Park said .
" WHAT ?" Jimin shouted. " WHY IN MY ROOM ?"
Mrs Park had a awed face .
" Oh ! Jiminah ! I forgot to say you. See ...since for the past one month , you were at Taehyung's and busy with your dance practice, we did something. We merged your and Jungkook's original rooms ." Mrs Park said .
" WHAT ? WHY ? That's why .... I felt the room becoming too big this morning? That's why there was only one king size bed ? I had a hangover, so I didn't notice. "
Mrs Park smiled. " Yea . And as you said , it has only one king size bed ."
" Oka——WAIT ! WHAT ? ONLY ONE BED ?"
( A/N: yea Jimin ah ! The bed will be much of use in the near future ! )
" Stop Shouting, Min !" Jungkook said . He was happy that he was gonna stay with the person he loves . " Lets go !" He said , taking his hand and starting to drag Jimin upstairs. Jimin was happy as well as really scared of Jungkook's hold. It has a traumatic past , though . It's expected.
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" I am gonna sleep on the left side of the bed as I—" Jimin was cut off by a pair of hands getting wrapped around his waist, and the feeling of a chin getting placed on his shoulder.
" I missed you , Jimin ah !" Jungkook breathed out on Jimin's neck , sending shivers down Jimin's spine.
Jimin hated to admit, but he did too . He didn't say anything. Jungkook sighed, knowing that this behaviour of Jimin was quite expected. But Jungkook had changed . Jungkook looked down at Jimin's exposed stomach skin . It still had faint marks of the whip . The same whip , which he used to ..... to ........ ( let's pretend I forgot) .
He looked down, guilty.... . He detached himself from Jimin , knowing that this person can never be his , Considering what had happened in the past . That this person had already forgotten him . Just he remembers him now , as he popped out of nowhere in South Korea again .
" I am s-sorry , Jimin. I w-wont touch you w-without y-your consent anymore. " he said, trying not to get emotional.
Jimin got shocked and turned around. Jungkook had changed. He was getting it proved now.
" Right ! You take the left side of the bed Jiminah ! I'll sleep away from you. "
Far away from you , Jimin... Very far away .
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