LOVE LIKE A FAIRY TALE || JIKOOK ✅

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JIMIN POV

Even days after his heat had ended, Jimin still felt like he was in a happy, hazy dream.

He made an early breakfast for Jungkook who had a shift at the firehouse and sat at the table watching the alpha eat.

"You're not having any?" Jungkook asked him.

"I'll eat with Minnie."

"He's taken to throwing as much food as he eats."

"I figure it's better if he sees me eating too."

"Then we'll make sure to have as many meals together as we can this week."

"He'll soon decide eating is better than playing."

Jungkook gave him a hug and a kiss as he was leaving staring questioningly at Jimin's stomach.

"Anything yet?"

Jimin laughed but shook his head.

"It's a little too soon, isn't it?"

"I guess I'm just excited that's all."He pressed another lingering kiss to Jimin's lips.

"See you this evening."

"Don't forget to bring Minnie over to the packhouse this morning."

"They're doing finger painting I'm sure he'll love it."

"What toddler doesn't love an excuse to get covered in paint?"

"They've got aprons," The alpha assured him.

"Tell me that again tonight when I'm washing paint out of his ears."

Jungkook was still laughing as he walked out to his car.

Jimin waved him off and headed back inside.

He should do some house-work and maybe make a start on the lasagna he had planned for dinner.

He was elbow-deep in the breakfast dishes, Jungmin playing on the floor nearby, when the doorbell rang.

Drying his hands on the dish cloth, he checked to make sure Jungmin was occupied and wandered out to see who it was.

His heart skipped a beat when he saw the police officer at the door.

He pulled it open and hoped his fear didn't show on his face.

"Can I help you?"

The officer seemed a little confused to see him. "I was looking for Jungkook, though I see his truck's not here."

"He's on shift at the firehouse."

"I should have guessed."

"I'm Deputy Thomas."

"And you are...?"

"Jimin."

"Nice to meet you, Jimin."

"Maybe you could ask Jungkook to give me a call?"

"He has my number."

"Sure."

"What should I tell him it's about?"

"Nothing important."

"I caught some kids driving around town on a stolen moped yesterday."

"The owner doesn't want to press charges, he's just happy to know where his vehicle is but the kids said they found it abandoned on this property, right out near the road."

"I was wondering if jungkook knew anything about it."

Jimin's heart was racing from the word 'moped.' His moped.

The one he'd stolen from Jiwoo and ridden to freedom.

"He's never mentioned any thing about a moped to me."

"So you don't think the kids took it?"

"They definitely stole it, alright But the owner is a county away. It seems like it had been stolen already, driven out here and dumped."

"The kids saw an opportunity and snatched it. Thankfully, it's still in good condition."

"I'd say the owner wouldn't be so content to let it slide otherwise But I guess we'll see if he still feels that way when he comes to pick it up."

The sheriff smiled at him. "I won't keep going on, I'm sure you're busy."

"You'll tell Jungkook I stopped by?"

"I'll tell him," he promised, knowing the blood must have drained from his face.

He said goodbye and shut the door leaning heavily against the wall and listening as the deputy's car drove away.

Jiwoo owned the moped.

Which meant Jiwoo knew Jimin had driven it here.

He'd be coming for them.

The pack would be coming.

They might suspect he was long gone, that he'd just dumped the moped and kept running but they wouldn't take that on faith.

And that nice, chatty deputy would tell them exactly where he'd picked it up.

It would lead Jiwoo right to Jungkook, right to Jungkook's pack and straight to Jungmin.

It was only a matter of time.

Hours or days. Unless...

unless Jimin gave them no reason to come looking.

He checked his watch and hurried back inside, getting Jungmin ready to head to the packhouse.

"Finger painting, huh?"

"Doesn't that sound like fun?"

He carried Jungmin most of the way there, knowing time was short and he'd need as much of a head start as he could get.

Kira readily accepted his excuse that he needed to return to the house and finish getting dinner ready.

Jimin couldn't do more than give Jungmin a quick kiss and a hug, not without arousing suspicion.

Once he was out of sight of the house, he ran all the way home, wiping the stray tears from his cheeks.

He found a pen and paper in the kitchen drawers and hurriedly wrote a note.

It was the hardest thing he ever had to write but he didn't have the time to take care with his words.

He had to be long gone before Jungkook came home.

He didn't bother packing.

It needed to look like he'd been on his own or Jiwoo would never believe his story.

Setting the letter carefully on the kitchen table, he ran for the door before he could change his mind.

He grabbed the keys to Jungkook's motorcycle on the way out hoping the alpha would forgive him that last betrayal.

He'd be too slow on foot.

As he drove off down the drive way, praying that no one from the pack was around to see him, he hoped he was doing the right thing.

No, he knew he was.

He had to protect Jungmin, Jungkook and the pack from Jiwoo and his people.

Once Jiwoo found Jimin, he'd never let him go And if he found him with another alpha with another pack, he'd make them pay for his betrayal.

He couldn't let that happen.

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