Two Worlds | JIKOOK ✅

33.

I kind of got it.

He was alone, not living the
life he wanted and not able
to move past it until the place was gone and now it was.

"What first, love?"

"I don't even know."

"There are so many things."

We'd spent hours daydreaming about the place but we'd
never really put down a plan.

We didn't say the words but neither of us thought I would
still be alive to fulfill my dream.

And really, I almost wasn't.

Had we not gone to Ari's
pack, I'd be dead.

It was hard for me to hold it against Ari though.

She'd spent her childhood immersed in fairy tales and somehow that manifested
itself into her surety she'd
mate a human.

When I came along, she
figured all her dreams were coming true.

And we were in love and out
of that love came my
amazing son.

That didn't mean she didn't
mess up.

Oh, she did that aplenty.

But at the end of the day...her intentions weren't cruel and I couldn't bring myself to be
mad at her any longer.

"Joon said he can have a crew here next week to do anything construction wise—a gift
from the pack."

"A gift?"

I was missing something.

"Rumor has it the pack is
dying for you to open this
place." He clarified and I could see that.

They did everything together
and since I'd been officially announced as Jungkook's mate
even though we hadn't mated just yet, they seemed more willing to include me in that.

Maybe they always
had, to be honest.

I'd had so many blinders on trying to figure out where
Dalsu and I fit in that I
missed so much.

"Humans work here."

I didn't see the problem with
that but I also didn't see it as anything I was willing to
change, either.

Some of them had been
there for a decade or more.

"And they all know how to
pour a whiskey?"

"Maybe not Paul." Poor Paul.

I was going to need to make
him the cook or something
once this place was officially upgraded and ready to go.

Jungkook chuckled.

"Then all is good."

"Let's go give our employees
a paid two weeks off and
start writing on the walls."

I gasped.

"So Joon knows what to do where."

"So we're talking more than fixing the broken things
and a coat of paint."

"He said he wants this to be
like one of those restaurant shows where when people
come back for the first time,
they don't even recognize the place." He reached over me
and grabbed a Sharpie.

"Here you go."

"Should we wait until
tomorrow?"

I asked and he laughed,
grabbing my hand and
dragging me out into the
main area of the bar and climbing onto the counter.

"May I have everyone's attention."

No one stopped what they
were doing, so I gave him a
hand and whistled for their attention.

That worked.

"I'm Jungkook and you
already know Jimin."

"We are the new owners and
we are sorry to say we are
going to be closed for the
next two weeks effective immediately."

A pretzel landed on the bar
next to his feet and I tried my best to hold in my giggle.

I really did but I failed.

"What Jungkook is saying is
that all tabs today are on the house, everyone here will be getting a twenty-five-dollar
gift certificate for when we reopen and all employees
are on paid vacation."

That had the room clapping
and cheering.

Jungkook hopped off the
counter, landing at my feet.

"Next time, you do the speaking." He teased as the entire room rushed up to the counter.

An hour later, gift certificates were handed out, staff was reassured they would be compensated at a living wage and not their pre-tip wages
and the door was locked.

"Time to make our dreams
come true." I popped the top
off the Sharpie.

"Too late for that."

Jungkook set one hand on
my belly and the other on
where he'd marked me.

"Mine have already come true."