I DON'T LIKE HIM V2 [COMPLETED]

Chapter 13

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"Jimin-ah, I hate you for making me feel this way."

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The sound of the doorbell finally filled the Jeons' apartment after some time of waiting for Jimin, indicating that he has arrived home. Jungkook felt a tingle rush across his skin, sharp and cold before immediately ran out of the kitchen and headed straight to the front door, leaving Mrs. Park alone at the dining table.

Jungkook came to a halt in front of the door, bringing his hand to his chest as his heart was hammering wildly. He could almost hear his heartbeat, which made him sick with anxiousness.

Fuck, again? He had no idea why he felt so nervous. Aside from knowing why his relationship with Jimin wasn't going well that day, he was at a loss for words to describe how he felt at the time, knowing that his husband was near behind the door.

*Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding ding ding ding ding dong*

Jimin was growing impatient as he waited for the door to be opened for him. Jungkook hastily shook his thoughts aside and went for the door handle, quickly opening the door.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" He burst out in hushed tones, gently pushing Jimin to the back to have a quiet conversation with the man without Jimin's mother hearing them.

Jimin glanced at his husband strangely, offendedly observing the man's hand that had just touched his chest. "What was that for?"

"We need to talk—"

"I don't have anything to say to you. What took you so long to open this damn door?" He asked bitterly before attempting to step aside to go inside, but Jungkook stopped him again. "What now?"

"Can't you wait a minute? I told you we needed to talk."

"And like I said, I have nothing to discuss with you. Don't you get it?"

"But I do have something to say."

"No, get lost. Move, don't get in my way!"

"Jimin! Why are you like this? Please, don't do this. Your mother is inside!"

"Fine, if you really need to talk that bad, let's go inside and sit down. My feet are already hurting from running to get here on time, and I've been standing here for far too long. You took way too long to unlock the damn door."

"I was talking to your mother. You're such an impatient—"

"That's right. I'm not very good at controlling my patience, so keep that in mind, and don't be late again after this." Jimin hissed every word coldly between his clenched jaws.

"Who the hell do you think you are? You have both arms and can unlock the door by yourself if you're that impatient."

Jimin's face furrowed as he heard that. He scoffed bitterly before exasperatingly groaning. "Yah, Jungkook-ssi." He paused for a moment as he chuckled bitterly.

"First of all, who do you think I am? Let me tell you clearly since I am certain you have completely forgotten about your damn status again right now. To answer your first stupid question, I'm your husband. And, secondly, can you think before you speak?"

"What?"

"Of course, I have two arms that are perfectly fine and strong enough to break your jaw and that shitface of yours. But to open your damn door with a stupid passcode that I don't even know won't help me, right? Even with these arms?"