MY SPECIAL ONE || JIKOOK ✅

8

JIMIN POV

My nostrils flared with my growing fury.

I didn't know exactly what Jai had said to Jungkook but I knew he had been hurt by it.

I could see it on his face.

What was it with this family?

Besides the fact that each and every one of them were insane with the exception of Jungkook they all seemed to think they could treat jungkook like the
dirt beneath their feet.

It was most decidedly not okay.

I licked my lower lip, managing to quell my anger when he started back toward me.

As soon as he reached me, I grabbed his arm and started leading him toward my apartment building.

"What did she want?"

"A date."

I stumbled in my shock. "She wanted what?"

"She threatened to send my dad over to beat me up if I didn't get her a date with you. Apparently, she has plans on marrying you."

"I'm already married."

Jungkook snorted. "Lucky you."

Yeah, I was thinking so.

"According to Jai, being seen
on your arm means she'll get noticed and even if that doesn't work, she'll be able to live like
a queen because you're rich."

Jungkook tilted his head back and looked up at me. "I'm supposed to make it happen."

"I think we need to move."

"I hear Europe is nice."

"Is that what you want?" I asked.

"Do you want us to move to Europe?"

I'd make it happen if it was.

A smile tugged at Jungkook's lips.

"Your business is here, Jimin."

"My business is global, I can work from anywhere."

It would take some maneuvering, but it wasn't impossible. "I just work from here because this is where my home base is."

"Nothing says we can't work
out of one of my other offices."

"I don't want to upset your life anymore than I already have."

I stopped, grabbed Jungkook by his shoulders and turned him toward me. "You listen to me."

"You have not upset my life at all
If anything, you've made it better I feel like I have someone to share all my secrets with
now, someone that will listen
to me not because I'm paying them but because they care about what I have to say."

"I do." Jungkook whispered.

"You can share whatever you want to with me and I'll listen."

"I know you will, baby." I stroked my hand over Jungkook's cheek until I could curl my fingers in the hair at the base of his neck.

"Why don't we start with a restraining order?" Fred suggested out of the blue.

"I heard everything she said."

"She did threaten to send the father over to beat the young sir if he didn't do what she wanted."

Fred gave us one of his rare smiles as he held up his cell phone. "I even got it on tape."

"You got her threatening Jungkook on tape?"

"I did, sir." Fred's eyes darted to Jungkook.

"I assume that was why you moved closer to me."