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Soon they reached jimin's house and even though jungkook wanted to leave, jimin stopped him. Knowing that his parents would be suspicious if he just left and would want to talk with them both.
"Your house is nice and big. Umm..Do you often have guests?" His mom said walking out of the guest room.
"Not very often, why? Was it messy? I'm sure i cleaned it at least twice."
"No sweetheart it wasn't messy. But there were some T-shirts in the closet." Jimin stopped What he was doing for a second. "Some white t-shirts"
"Ahh those are Jungkook's" then his eyes widened. Shit.
They were friends with benefits so it was normal to spend some nights in each other's house. That's why they had some cloth in the other's home.
Aish i took the other clothes to my room, how could i forget the T-shirts?
He saw the looks that his parents exchanged. His mom went and sat next to his husband on the couch, as jimin rushed to the guest room. His parents saw him carrying the clothes to his own room.
"I don't feel good about him"
"Why? He seemed nice"
"I bet he was acting. You know i hate it when people act to impress me"
"I just hope jimin doesn't go that far, to introduce a stranger as his boyfriend to us"
"His clothes were here, either jimin lied about them being jungkook's or they are friends."
"We'll know soon." His wife looked at him as he continued. "If they are friends, we can tell by how they act. They would be nervous and also uncomfortable and weirded out by some skinships" his wife nodded as jimin came back and went to kitchen to continue his cooking session.
A few minutes later jungkook came. He was in the yard talking to tae. The boys were going to a party and they wanted to ask jungkook if it's okay to invite jimin too. Jungkook said that they can't go, though he didn't say why.
As he entered the house, he felt two pairs of eyes on him. He tried to ignore it and looked for jimin, then he heard a voice from kitchen.
"Mom, can you be nicer with my boyfriend? I know you don't approve, YET. But can't you try to act nice, for me?" Jungkook almost burst into laughing but controlled himself and went to kitchen without even looking at jimin's parents.
Jimin's dad chuckled and shaked his head, soon it went away as he saw his wife following jungkook slowly. He sighed and stayed at his place, leaning back.
Mrs park hid behind the wall and peaked inside the kitchen. Jungkook walked to jimin and stood behind him. He put his hands on the counter, caging jimin. Jimin jumped in shock then heard jungkook.
"I told you it's fine." Jimin felt butterflies in his stomache, he could feel his back touching jungkook's chest. But then he felt kind of disappointed as he saw his mom's reflex on the steel pot in front of him.
"I know, but i still feel bad."
"Don't baby, it's not your fault to feel bad about it." He said and kissed jimin's left cheek.
It feels good having him acting like this, but it's driving me crazy that it's just because my mom is here.
Mrs park's eyes widened, she didn't expect this. Even if they saw her, kissing each other's cheek should've make them uncomfortable right? She slowly steped away and walked to his husband to tell him what she saw.
"It's fine now, she went"
"Who went?"
"My mom"
"She was here??" Jungkook's eyes widened as he whisper yelled, pulling away from him. Jimin was confused.
"Didn't you know?" He said with a slight hope.
"I- i knew, i mean....i doubted that she'd come here. That's why i- yeah" jungkook said grabbing the nape of his neck. And stepping away.
He didn't knew. He wasn't acting. Jimin smiled happily to himself as he continued pouring the soup into a bowl and hiding his smile from jungkook.
