The Gift [finished]

CHAPTER 9

[Jungkook POV]

I couldn't help my self. Just the thought of Jimin thinking that I feel pity for him make me angry. How can he think that way? I wanted to show him my real feelings and the only way I thought of it was by kissing him again. It was an impulse decision that I do not regret. I kiss him, trapping him between me and the mattress.  I gently grab his hands so he wont push me away, if he use enough force he could easily get free from my grip, but he didn't. I kept kissing him softly until his lips, after a few moments, respond me back. Now Jimin was kissing me too, it took me a while to finally get him to this point. He refused at first, but now our lips are dancing together, finding comfort with each other. I let go of his hands and wrap them around me neck so I can have better access to him. Now we were kissing, me on top of him and Jimin's covers between us. I straddle him, putting all my weight on my knees and elbows. I open my eyes to see Jimin, and make sure he was ok, but I never broke the kiss. We just lay there softly kissing, Jimin's hand grabbing chunks of my hair. I love this, it really feels wonderful having him so close. Tasting

the fresh mint of his breath. I wish I could stay like this forever. But suddenly I felt something wet on my cheeks. I open my eyes once again and realize that even though Jimin was kissing me, he was crying. I lift my head to see if he was ok.

"Are you ok?' I whisper

"No, I can't do this when I know Taehyung still loves you"  Jimin said while avoiding my eyes.

I got up, give Jimin some space. I understood what Jimin was feeling. After all, Taehyung is his brother, and this whole situation it's getting more and more complicated. Now I now that Jimin does like me, and probably he likes me for a while, I could felt it by the way he kiss me, and I bet he feels guilty now. I do too. Like I said before, I can't really love one without loving the other. 

I kiss Jimin one list time on his forehead and lay next to him, spooning him from behind.

"Let's get some sleep. We'll figure out tomorrow" I say feeling defeated. I hold Jimin tight in my embrace until finally we fell asleep.

Next morning I woke up in Jimin's bed, but Jimin wasn't here. I got up immediately looking for my phone to check the time. I wanted to catch the train back to Seoul. I finally grab it and saw it was 8 am. That gives me 30 minutes to get there.

"Good morning" Jimin said walking into the room. I couldn't help it but to smile the moment I saw him all dress and ready. He looked so radiant, like if a strange glow was surrounding him. Why does he look so particularly beautiful this morning? All rosy cheeks and shiny eyes. In his hand there was a back pack that seem to be really full.

"What you got there?" I ask about the backpack.

"Some food my mom packed this morning to take back home. I'm ready to go. We can catch the train back to Seoul at 8:30 if we leave right now." Jimin said with a smile. I smile back and got ready to leave.