Scars

28. Simple things

"What! Jimin! Why didn't you talk to me?" I was getting more and more sad and frustrated.

"Well," he leaned against the counter and shrugged his shoulders. "When I was about to approach you," he gave a pause, "Jungkook stopped me."

"Jungkook?" I mused. "Ah shit! That idiot."

"No, he was only looking out for you as a friend. He said you were happy and that I don't deserve to be part of your happy life. He said how much you suffered after I left. Seriously it was so suffocating to hear all that. I left that day."

"If only we talked that day," I leaned my head on his shoulder. "I am so sorry Jimin. I didn't know you tried so hard for us. I wish I was there. I wish we were there for each other."

"After that even though I tried I was scared that I might actually ruin your happiness. I was scared you might push me away. But when I saw you that day at the boxing session, I couldn't stop myself." he leaned his head against mine.

"I missed you so much. I could have atleast called you but everything was so confusing and unclear that I couldn't do anything. Also something happened in between that almost ruined my life. There were so many barriers in between us. But not anymore. Nothing can stop me from loving you," he said. He stood opposite to me and kissed my lips.

"What happened? Is it bad?" I asked cupping his face.

"I'm not ready to talk about it now. I will tell you later for sure," he said. I nodded. I sniffed the air.

"Oh Jimin! The omelette!"

Jimin moved in an instant to switch off the stove.

"Ah!" he scratched the back of his neck. I chuckled and then laughed.

"So much for wanting food after sex huh?" I chuckled. "I'll clean the pan. You can cook again," I said getting off the counter. I took the pan and dumped the burnt omelette. I took the pan to the sink. I started washing the burnt pan when his hands slid around my waist.

"Keep you lustful hands off me for a while Mr. Park," I said giggling as his hands started to tickle me.

"You look cute in my shirt," he said in a deep raspy tone. My cheeks grew hot. "Come live with me. I don't want you to live in those dorms."

I sucked my breathe at what he said. Did he just ask me to live with him?

"Jimin, no. It's not good for either of us," I said scrubbing the pan. He tightened his grip around my waist.

"Are you afraid of what people might think?"

"Well yes. But that is only half of it. We are not ready to do that. We are young Jimin. We need time to figure out our life," I said. I freed myself out of his grip and moved to the stove.

"We love each other. Is that not enough?"

I cupped his face and looked into his eyes. "I have to graduate. I have to tell my mom about us. You have to talk to your parents about us. We have to get married before we start living together. I don't want anyone pointing fingers at you Jimin. You are not an ordinary person. You are an easy prey to many people out there. I want to live with you trust me. I love you Jimin. I do," I kissed his soft lips. "But us living together shouldn't come at the cost of you getting fingers pointed at."

"Perks of being famous," he gave a sad smile.

"Don't you dare give me that sad look," I frowned. I kissed him.

"I miss the highschool us," he said.

"Me too. I miss our bike rides. I miss you sneaking in through my window. I miss you," I said leaning my forehead to his.

"I will take you on a ride one day. We can go out for a whole day you know."

"Aren't you supposed to be busy or something? I thought you would be packed with schedules all the time?"

"I can make time for you," he said. He kissed my cheek and trailed kisses down my neck.

"Not in the kitchen," I said chuckling.

"It's actually kinda of hot to do it here you know," he said winking.

"You are gross Jimin," I said pushing him away. "Let's eat, I'm hungry," I said turning the stove on.

"Alright," he sighed. I laughed and propped myself on the counter.

"You are sexy when you cook," I said.

"I am sexy all the time."

"You are so full of yourself Jimin," I punched his shoulder.

"Ouch, bully," he pouted.

"I wish our children are as cute as you," I said pinching his cheek. He closed his eyes and gave a dreamy smile.

"I'm happy," he said. "Happy you are talking about children. Happy that you choose me," his eyes glistened.

"I will choose you in the blink of eye Jimin. You are the only one."

A tear escaped his eye. "Jimin..." I wiped the tears off his face.

"It's okay. I'm just too happy that's all," he said leaning his face into the touch.

We ate in the kitchen with Jimin telling me non sense jokes which I surprisingly found funny.

"Can I keep this shirt? I really like how this feels on me," I asked. He nodded.

I walked to the sink to drop off the plate. He came from behind and lifted me up in bridal style. He kissed my lips and smiled. I did too as he carried me upstairs.

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