Enemies//Jikook √√

Epilogue

XX/XX/20XX

10.00 a.m.,

Hannam The Hill, Seoul, Korea.

"Hey, Kook."
Jimin greets, a soft smile gracing his lips as he carefully brings the breakfast tray into their shared bedroom.

He stops in his tracks when he sees that Jungkook is still asleep, despite him waking him up about half an hour ago.

Jimin shakes his head, smiling to himself as he walks closer to the younger's side of the bed.

He carefully places the tray on the nightstand next to their bed before climbing onto the bed and sitting beside Jungkook's sleeping form.

"Jungkookie~ Wake up."
He whispers gently into the latter's ear, earning a small groan and a groggy '5 more minutes, hyung.'

Jimin doesn't give up.

He leans forward and gives the younger butterfly kisses all over his face, making Jungkook turn around to sleep on his stomach and possibly bury his face into his pillow to hide from the nuisance that is his hyung.

Bad choice.

Jungkook's eyes instantly shoot open as he feels a shooting pain in his abdomen.

In his effort to escape from Jimin's wake up tactics, he forgot all about his injury.

It's still healing, if you were wondering.

Jimin's eyes widen in alarm and he immediately turns the younger back to his original position.

Jungkook has his eyes squeezed shut as he lets out a pained groan.

"Jungkook-ah! Are you okay?!"
Jimin asks worriedly, lifting the covers to see if anything had happened to the stitches on the younger's abdomen.

"Just splendid."
Jungkook grits out sarcastically, arms flexing as he forces himself up to lean against the headboard.

Jimin gulps, eyes involuntarily trailing down the younger's shirtless body.

It's not like he hasn't seen it before, but the sight just never fails to make him twitch with want.

Jeon Jungkook is so going to be the death of him.

Jungkook manages a small smirk as he catches him staring once again.

"Like what you see?"
He asks, raising an eyebrow jokingly.

Jimin rolls his eyes, hitting his chest playfully and earning a small grunt of surprise in return.

"You know, I wonder how you can still be so cocky when you're in pain."
Jimin grumbles under his breath.

Jungkook wheezes out a laugh at his words.

"You love it when I'm cocky."

"You wish."

Jungkook just smiles at him as he runs his fingers through his already messy hair.

"By the way, hyung, I forgot to ask you. Did you enjoy the champagne I got for you at the club?"

Jimin giggles and nods his head.

"Yeah. A guy tried to lie to me by saying it was him, though. Tried to get a good fuck, too."

Jungkook growls lowly and grabs the silver haired male's waist, making the older sit on his lap.

"Who? I swear I'll hunt them down and rip their throat out."

Jimin shakes his head lightly at the younger's protectiveness and leans forward to nuzzle his face against his neck, breathing in the raven haired male's scent.