Two Worlds | JIKOOK ✅

27.

JIMIN POV

"I brought you waffles."

Jungkook stood in my door
way with a tray overflowing
with the culinary delight.

I'd have been over-the-moon excited about such a treat if he hadn't already fed me three times in the past five hours.

Did he think I was a hobbit?

"You don't have to do all
this." I reminded him for the twenty-seventh-billion time.

I'd been in bed for three days and sure, my leg still looked
like something Frankenstein rejected but my fever was
more gone than present and
I'd been slapping on my happy face every time he was near.

He needed to chill or else I'd never be able to hold up the facade.

I hadn't missed the subtle
cue that Trenton had been
giving Jungkook, first when
he sent me home and told
me to call into work and
then when he decided I
needed to stay in bed.

Things were not looking good.

They just weren't.

But I had faith in them.

If I could handle whatever
Ari did to me for this many years, I could overcome this.

I had to.

Dalsu needed me.

Jungkook needed me.

He'd never say those words
but I felt it to my core.

Whatever this true mate
stuff was to the wolf, it was stronger than I'd ever be
able to understand.

The wolf—his wolf—my voice.

Shit.

I had a wolf.

What did that mean?

Was that a good thing or an awful thing?

I needed to talk to Trenton
about it without jungkook
around just in case it was
the worst-case scenario.

"I do." He came over and
sat on the bed, setting the
tray on my lap.

"I added the maple sugar
into the batter the way you
like it."

I did like it that way and had mentioned it once to Dalsu
when we were talking about different kinds of waffles.

It was a tiny little nothing comment but my mate
picked up on it and filed
it in his memory banks.

He was amazing.

I cut a bite off as he pulled
back the blanket to look at
my leg.

It was no longer in a boot,
there was no need for it.

Whatever bone alignment was going to happen, it already
had.

It needed the air...maybe.

I didn't even know.

All I knew was that none of
the teas Trenton plied me
with seemed to do a darn
thing other than calm me
down and maybe that was enough.

Jungkook didn't need my
stress pouring off me on
top of all the other things
on his plate.

Mate. Good.

I ignored the voice, only this time I silently agreed with
him in my head.

He was my wolf.

Wow, that was a lot to take in.