JUNGKOOK POV
Jimin stood waiting for me as
I left my last class of the day, leaning against the side of
his truck.
I already regretted deciding
to do summer school.
All of my nursing friends
had told me not to.
I wasn't behind and my
grades were good and there
was no reason for me to
work for the summer, except that I was itching to finally
get working for real.
I wanted to get started on the rest of my life but summer school was a decision I made before I wanted to spend
every free minute I had
with Jimin.
We've been together for
months now and it still felt
brand new to me every
single day.
I was still shocked every
morning that I woke up in
his arms and felt a surge of disbelief every time I got to touch him, feel him inside of
me, every time he called me
his omega and every time I realized I had an alpha now.
He made me feel special and
told me I deserved that.
I couldn't even call being
with Jimin lucky, it was
damn near a miracle.
And now here he was, waiting
for me at the end of my
school day.
I walked toward him, feeling
like the star in some
Hollywood romance movie
where the hero is waiting for
the main character and as
they walk towards their hero
and everyone around them watches, awed and jealous.
I half expected sappy music to start blaring from a nearby car and I felt like everyone was watching and envious of me.
Elation skipped through my stomach as he smiled my
way. God, he's so hot.
When I got to the truck,
Jimin opened the door
like a gentleman.
Unlike when we had just been friends, he took advantage of this moment now, palming my ass and pulling me towards him, making me wish we were at home in private right then.
I pulled him to me again,
hoping for a kiss and maybe even more than that but Jimin dodged away with a warm
smile on his face, shaking
his head at me.
"Not today, randy one."
"Today you are not trapping
me in bed again."
"Trapping you?" I teased.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'll make sure
not to bother you anymore, if that's something you don't like."
"I can always go find
someone else to—"
I was laughing so hard I
almost couldn't finish my sentence as Jimin tickled my
ribs in response to my teasing, leaning in and whispering
hotly into my ear.
"Don't even think about it."
I sat back in my seat, aware
that if we weren't about to
have sex, I needed to find
some other way to cool down before I'd be able to safely
get out of the truck again.
Looking down at Jimin's pants, though, I realized I wasn't the only one sporting a problem
and my worries disappeared
in another smirk.
"All right then, smart guy."
"what are we doing if it's
not the thing we both want
to do?" I asked.
He raised his eyebrows at me.
He was absolutely adorable
when he had a surprise.
I couldn't help smiling back
at him and waiting with more patience than I normally had.
It was clear he'd planned
this and was bubbling with excitement.
He went around the truck
and took his seat in the
driver's seat without any
more words, not giving
me an explanation.
"If I'm going to be kidnapped,
I'd really appreciate you
telling me why." I said
before wincing.
I'd picked a bad choice of
words, he had told me about Jiwoo and the trafficking.
He hadn't wanted to, I could
tell but he'd thought someone should spread the word at
the hospital.
I appreciated his trust more
than I could ever express
to him.
I felt safer knowing that Jimin wasn't going to keep things
from me anymore.
Jimin didn't react to me putting my foot in my mouth, so I decided not to make a big
deal of it and shrug it off too.
"So..." I said.
"where are you taking me."
"You'll just have to wait and
see, didn't I tell you that?" He winked at me before turning
his attention to driving.
Damn, that man and his eyes.
Every time he winked them
or cocked his eyebrows, or narrowed his eyes in
teasing or in lust, he
just overwhelmed me.
I was so tempted to reach
into my pants and give myself some release but looking
over at Jimin and the bulge
in his jeans, I decided not
to be quite so selfish.
Instead, I palmed his hard
cock, rubbing it up and
down, and smiled when he couldn't hold back a moan.
I reached over with my other hand, intending to unzip him
and treat him to some road head, when one of his hands came down over mine, restraining my movements.
I glanced up at him.
Who refused a blowjob?
He chuckled. "I love that."
"Always but not today." he
said.
"Why?"
I loved being intimate with
him, did he not always feel
the same?
"Because today is too special
for that."
Now I was confused.
"What's today?"
"I took the day off of work."
"You are done for the day."
"Today is just about us."
Even though what he said
didn't really answer my
question, I understood him perfectly all the same.
Sex was wonderful and we
loved it and it was an
important part of our
relationship but today was
about something even deeper intimacy on a level most
people never got to reach.
I loved Jimin even more for realizing that we'd been
spending so much time in bed
we weren't doing other things and insisting upon a fun day.
We chatted the rest of the
drive.
We steered away from work-related conversation and some how that choice left every
thing even more wide open.
Suddenly we had so much
we could talk about.
Crazily enough, there were
still topics we'd never
touched on, like the first time
I realized I was gay and the
day he'd popped his knot and confirmed he was an alpha.
Our oldest dreams.
Our most recent ones.
It was the kind of drive you
want to last forever because
you don't think you'll ever
get tired of it.
Finally we arrived where we
were going—I just didn't
know where that was yet.
It reminded me of the day
Jimin had forced hobi and me into the car and taken us for
that long drive only to drop
us in the woods to make up.
We've been driving for over
an hour deep into the forest
and then suddenly he pulled
over and said. "We're here."
"Where?" I asked.
I wasn't even trying to be
sassy but all the honesty
just brought it out.
"You're not making me walk home from here, are you?"
Jimin laughed, leaning over
to place a kiss right on the
tip of my nose.
"You'll see." he said, his
surprise glinting in his eyes before he jumped out of the truck with way too much
energy.
He went to the box he kept in the bed of the truck and lifted out what looked like a picnic basket and a long bag that
was full of things that
jangled quite a lot.
"A picnic? You know we could have done that in town in
the park, right?" I asked.
Jimin rolled his eyes at me
as I hopped out of the truck
and joined him.
"We could have maybe but
this is better."
"Besides, we aren't just picnicking." he hinted,
jangling the bag again.
"Then what are we
doing?" I asked.
"Walking right now." he answered, frustratingly.
I was beginning to realize that Jimin really took his surprises seriously, which I should
have guessed.
I wondered if he liked them
just as much when he was receiving them.
I wanted to plan the best surprise for him for his coming birthday now and every second he kept me in suspense was another outrageous addition
to the surprise I was
suddenly planning in return.
I smiled at him, feeling very satisfied with my chosen
method of repayment.
He noticed but didn't seem worried.
"I'm the surprise master, so whatever you are planning,
I bet I can beat it." he said.
"Oh! A competitive
streak." I crowed.
"Maybe I don't like one-upmanship with men I'm sleeping with."
I playfully turned away but
Jimin caught me around the waist before I got too far.
"No problem because there
is no competition."
"I've already won." he
growled into my ear and
pulled me to him.
I loved how ever since the
night of the shooting, he had been less careful with me.
He didn't treat me like I was made of glass anymore.
He let out his more primal instincts around me and I
loved every second of it.
A few minutes later, we
walked out of the towering
oak trees and into a small
grassy clearing.
There was a gorgeous little
pond, that clearly had some
sort of water source because there were no swarms of mosquitoes.
The cool sound of trickling
water over rocks and the occasional bubbles of a fish under the surface completed
the picturesque scene.
It was a beautiful spot,
romantic and calm.
I immediately fell in love
with it.
He put down the picnic basket.
He smiled and spread a blanket over the ground near the pond.
Then he knelt on the blanket
and started unpacking the basket, laying out a stunning
and overwhelming picnic that included chocolate-covered strawberries and bubbling champagne.
It was just like the perfect
date of everyone's dreams.
And the best part was, I was wasn't even surprised.
Since day one Jimin had
been showing me how much
he thought I deserved.
I was finally starting to
accept it, maybe even
believe it.
Jimin looked up at me then
with a smile on his face that
I would've called sappy under any other circumstances
but I knew the one on my
face matched his exactly.
He held his hand out to me
and walked with me to the blanket.
We sat there for a long while, feeding each other bites of
food and kissing chocolate
and champagne out of each other's mouths.
A little while later, when we
were full, Jimin shot a mischievous glance at me
before unzipping the long
bag he'd taken from the
back of his truck.
He pulled out fishing rods
and bait and I laughed.
"Fishing? Really?"
"You are taking me
fishing?" I giggled.
"What a shock!"
I was only half joking.
I wasn't sure he had poles in
the bag but it seemed like something he would enjoy.
"Exactly." he said, handing
me a fishing rod.
As Jimin placed a hook and
bait on the end of my rod, I
tried to explain to him that
I couldn't fish but he just
smiled at me and said that wasn't the point.
"You would never keep a fish
out of the water anyway,
you'd just throw them
back." he said.
"True." I agreed.
"So what made you think
this was a great surprise?"
I wasn't being rude or judging his surprise, I was just
confused and didn't know
what he was thinking.
Thankfully, Jimin wasn't upset
by my question, in fact he
acted like he'd expected it.
As he finished setting up my
rod and started on his, he explained.
"It's not about the fishing."
"It's about us getting to
spend time together."
"I have a lot of trouble
doing nothing, I'm sure
you've noticed."
"If I find myself with nothing
to do, then I always feel like
I'm failing, like I'm skimping
on something I'm supposed
to be doing."
"But if my hands are occupied,
if I'm doing something even fishing for something I'd
never keep it means I can
just be here with you and
not try to solve a case or
get some paperwork done
or multi-task my way
through my to-do list."
"I can just sit here with you
and be here with you and
that's all I ever want to do."
"Or have sex with
me." I quipped.
He laughed. "Yeah or that."
"I think that's why we've been spending so much time in bed."
"I want to be with you but
it's weird just sitting around."
I didn't know it was possible
for a person to melt in so
many ways, and I was afraid
to say anything in case I
opened my mouth, tried to say thank you and started to cry.
That he'd thought it through
so much and figured out something he could do so that
he could focus even more on
me was a better gift than
all the compliments and
presents he'd lavished me
with since our first kiss.
This moment was when I
realized how much I meant
to Jimin, when my true
worth became clear.
I was worth enough for this amazing man to want to give
me his undivided attention—something I knew he'd never given anything before.
If that wasn't a declaration of love, I didn't know what was.
I couldn't say any of the thoughts rattling around in
my head, so instead I shifted closer to him, put my hand
over his on the fishing rod
and we cast our lines together.
As we sat there, looking out
at the water, not waiting for
the fish to bite, I whispered
my thanks in the only way I could, hoping he'd understand.
"All right, we can fish for a while."
His answering smile let me
know he got it and understood.
I laid my head on his shoulder
as we fished together.
It may well have been the
best day I'd ever had.