MOONDUST ʲⁱᵏᵒᵒᵏ

twenty - eight

Jimin POV [first person]

"Oh!" is the first thing I hear when I wake up, puffy eyed and exhausted. I sit up when I realise my mom is standing at the door and Jungkook is still sleeping next to me, his shirt off and his arm lazily draped around my waist.

"It's not-" I start before she turns around, closing the door behind her.
"Jimin? Are you there?" Jungkook mumbles, woken up by the sound. I push down the rising sense of dread at the sight of Jungkook looking up at me with wide eyes. Instead my heart leaps slightly, butterflies fluttering in my stomach.

"I'm here" I whisper, placing a kiss on his forehead head. He sits up, rubbing his eyes and looks at me. Slowly he touches my cheek before gently pinching it.
"Ow! Why'd you do that for?" I say, a smile on my face as I take his hands to stop him from hiding his face. I smile even more at Jungkook's blushing cheeks.
"I thought it was a dream....I don't know what I'd do if that was true" he whispers, playing with my hands in his. I frown and lift his head up by the chin so he can look at me.

"Stop thinking I'm not going to leave you. I'm not" I say, looking into his eyes. I can tell that he's scared, even though he nods. Leaning forward, I kiss him, placing a hand on his waist as he scoots forward. I feel like I'm floating on this feeling of pure happiness.

I can feel Jungkook's hands on my chest as his lips move hungrily down my neck, eliciting a small moan from my lips. He stops, resting his head on my shoulder as I kiss his forehead. We stay silent, basking in the moment, limbs tangled together, hearts beating. It feels so perfect.

"I can't believe I met you" I whisper, my arms around Jungkook. He smiles, lifting his head to me and kisses my nose.
"Don't worry....about your mom finding out. We'll work things out" he says. I look at him, the way his soft dark hair frames his face, the way his lips slowly curl into a shy smile once he realizes that I'm staring at him.

"What is it?" He asks, pushing himself up by his arms. I gently cup he side of his face and smile.
"Nothing.....you're just prettier than I thought. Much prettier beside me than behind a screen" I say. Jungkook's cheeks slowly go a soft red as he closes the distance between us.

His lips pressed against mine send sparks coursing through my skin. The feeling of butterflies in my stomach intensifies as Jungkook moves closer, straddling my lap. His hands gently tug at my hair as we pull away for air. For a moment we stay still, the sun turning Jungkook's face into gold.

"You're so beautiful" he mutters, his hands travelling down from my head and resting on my chest. I'm sure he can feel my heart pounding before I take his hands into mine and kiss his knuckles.
"What if my parents don't like us being together?" I mutter, bringing up what we both don't want to say.

"We could run away. I'm sure the hyungs will help us. We could get our own place.....if you want" he says looking at me shyly. I grin and kiss his nose.
"We'll get our own place once you've finished high school....come on, we've kept them waiting long enough" I say.

I pause in the hallway downstairs. They are my parents, I love them and they love me.  They should love me for who I am. But my heart still pounds in my chest. Jungkook looks at me, squeezing my hand before leading me into the dining room.

My mom and dad stop talking when we enter. I look at the floor, too afraid to look them in the eye.
"So this is your Jungkook?" My Dad says, his voice calm. I nod and feel Jungkook let go of my hand as he offers his to my dad.

"It's nice to meet you. I'm Jeon Jungkook" he says politely.My dad shakes his hand but says nothing. My mom smiles and pulls Jungkook into a warm hug.
"It's very nice to meet you. I can see you make our Jimin very happy" she says, grinning. I smile slightly but it falls when my dad stands up.

"Jungkook.....I want you to know that my son is the warmest, kindest person I know....don't take advantage of that?" He says before leaving.
"I'm guessing he doesn't like me very much" Jungkook mumbles. I hold his hand and smile.

"Its fine. As long as you're here. That's all that matters"