THREE MONTHS LATER
"How many more boxes do we need to grab?" Jimin asked while in the middle of hauling one up the cement steps of their new home.
"Four more, I think," Jungkook said from behind and Jimin released a heavy puff of air as soon as he placed his box down alongside the rest. Standing straight and rubbing at his brow, he turned to face Jungkook who was nowhere close to breaking a sweet and easily carrying two. He placed them on the floor as well, and the smaller boy glared at the brunette.
"What's the look for?" Jungkook asked with a small smile, hands on his hips.
"You're a show off," Jimin grumbled and his lips formed an adorable pout.
"Don't say that to the guy who's helping you unpack!" Jungkook said playfully and then without any warning lunged forward, grabbing Jimin by his waist. He lifted him off of the floor and spun around, the raven haired boy wrapping his arms around Jungkook's neck and burrying his face into his shoulder.
"You're gonna make me sick!" Jimin squealed into the soft material of Jungkook's top and was soon placed onto his feet, still holding his boyfriend tightly.
"Jimin," Jungkook said with a chuckle as he peered down at his boy. "You're not moving anymore."
Jimin slowly lifted his head, lips moving to brush Jungkook's. He whispered a small 'oh' while looking into the brunette's eyes, willingly allowing himself to drown in his honey irises.
Jungkook placed a small peck on Jimin's parted lips, smiling. "Who gave you the right to be this cute? Honestly, my heart's gonna combust and it'll be all your fault," he told and Jimin curled his lips in, trying to bite back a shy smile.
"I dunno..." he replied sheepishly as he looked down timidly, suddenly feeling overwhelmed. Jimin often times forgot how beautiful Jungkook really was until seeing him up close, and at that point it was always too dangerous to the point that he had to look away.
"Hey," Jungkook said and then curled a finger below Jimin's chin, thumb brushing his bottom lip as he lifted his head, staring into his eyes. "You okay, baby?"
"I'm okay. It's just...you're so pretty," he mumbled and the corners of Jungkook's lips stretched to his cheeks. He cupped Jimin's face with his hands, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to his forehead. Jimin's small fingers brushed at his knuckles and he smiled calmly, feeling at peace.
"You guys are so cute," Miss Park pointed out as she approached them from behind, passing them to place a box on top of another.
Jimin blushed, wrapping his arm around Jungkook's torso and standing by his side. The brunette did the same, just over his neck as they looked at Miss Park who clearly had no excitement to hide.
"Mom, you're embarrasing me," Jimin claimed quietly and Jungkook chuckled, pressing a kiss to his boyfriend's temple and squeezing him into his side just a little tighter.
"Breath," Jimin said in a disgruntled voice and Jungkook let him go.
"I can't do this. Come on, let's grab the rest of the boxes before I melt," Jimin's mother pressed and both of the boys chuckled, filing out of the house and onto the front lawn. The new house was quite small, however much more cozy than the last and they hadn't even finished unpacking yet. The air breathed felt filtered and free from all of the bullshit having to had deal with in the past. There were no more demons. No more hoping that things would be okay. Everything was clear, just as the sky.
"What's on your mind?" Jungkook asked, massaging at the back of Jimin's neck as the smaller boy stared up ahead and into the sky. A soft smile played on his lips as his hair blew in the welcoming breeze of their new small town.
"Just thinking like I always do," he dismissed and shook his head softly, walking to the car to grab another box. Jungkook followed behind him, reaching for his own.
"Thinking about what, baby?" he asked curiously and Jimin just broke into a small smile.
"It just amazes me how drastically things have changed. Like...wow. I have no words," Jimin chuckled and Jungkook smiled.
"...You have your own place now and starting tomorrow is our first day of University. But I think the biggest change is that I'm actually gay," he said quietly and Jungkook curled his lips in for a moment, placing the box in his hands on the sidewalk. He did the same for Jimin and pulled him in by his waist.
"People are gonna see us!" Jimin squeaked with parted lips and tinged cheeks. Jungkook sniffed.
"You're perfect," the brunette said suddenly, brushing some of Jimin's hair behind his ear and suddenly the smaller boy was frozen.
"I'm far from," he argued sadly and Jungkook frowned. "I still have a lot of stuff I need to sort out. And with my dad going out with that stupid girl...he still wants me to visit him, y'know? But after all he's put my mother through, I don't think I can," Jimin lamented as he looked to his left, finding his mother talking with a neighbor.
"Hey," Jungkook started and placed his palm on Jimin's cheek, encouraging his boyfriend to look him in the eyes. "He hurt you too, baby. You don't have to visit him if you don't want to. You don't owe him anything, yeah?" he soothed and the black haired boy sucked his bottom lip in, nodding softly.
"It's just...you've visited your dad and I feel like I need to do the same thing," Jimin pointed out and a light sigh parted Jungkook's lips.
"The only reason I've visited my dad is because he hasn't been in the right headspace, love. And trust me, I don't forgive him for anything he's done, especially putting his hand on you. But he's been a danger to himself and I don't want him to do what I almost did," Jungkook explained and despite how strong the brunette always tried to be, nothing could hide the solemn look in his eyes.
Jimin's full lips downturned as the memories came resurfacing. Chewing on his lower lip and then placing his hand on top of Jungkook's, he looked up at him reverently.
"You're such a good son," the black haired boy said and Jungkook chuckled, shaking his head in rebute.
"I'm just doing what I hope is right. Don't pressure yourself, baby. Talk to him when you're ready, okay?" Jungkook smiled and Jimin nodded his head.
They both grabbed their boxes and made their way back into the house. Soon after Miss Park joined them both once again with the remainder of their things and they began to unpack. It was a slow process, and evidently not every box had been open; but a good portion were. Obviously they didn't grab anything from their old home but grandpa Park gave them a couple of things and they did some shopping for the essentials to tide them over until things got sorted out further.
It helped that basically all of their neighbors gave them house warming gifts and so for the most part their fridge and counters were covered and filled with sweets and savories.
"I'm tired," Jungkook panted as he landed himself against the sofa, Jimin not taking a second of hesitation and landing right on top of him, causing the brunette to groan out in pain.
"Your son is so clingy," Jungkook told Miss Park who stood in the entryway with a proud smile on her lips.
Jimin grumbled incoherently, trying to crawl out of Jungkook's lap as soon as those words had left his lips. But the brunette wrapped his arms around Jimin's stomach, pulling his back into his chest. He rested his chin on your shoulder.
"Did I say it was a bad thing?" he questioned and Jimin scrunched his nose, smiling.
"You two should probably get some sleep. You'll have to be up early tomorrow for your first day of University," Miss Park advised and both boys nodded. Jimin stood first and Jungkook followed, making his way toward his shoes at the entryway.
"You can stay the night if you'd like, Jungkook. Just as long as you guys don't stay up too late," she winked and Jimin gaped at her.
"You and grandpa are the same person!" he yelled and then ran down the hallway, the echo of a door closing in the distance.
Jungkook laughs. "Thank you for everything, Miss Park. Your hospitality is greatly appreciated," he expressed and Jimin's mother nodded her head, giving him a gentle smile.
The brunette began to walk away, yet Miss Park's voice calling out to him had him stopping in his tracks.
"Jungkook."
"Yeah?"
"Take good care of my boy, okay?" she said and Jungkook turned to face her.
"I always will. He means the world to me," the brunette assured and a weight seemed to have been lifted off of Miss Park's chest. "I'll see you in the morning."
"See you," Miss Park waved and watched as Jungkook dissapeared down the hallway.
-
"Get up!" Jimin shouted as he bounced happily on his knees on the bed right next to Jungkook, shaking his bare shoulder fervently.
Jungkook responded with a low hum, trying to pull the blanket back over his body. He succeeded, and all was silent. But he could sense something crawling beneath the blanket, and the feeling of warm lips pressing to his bare abdomen caused him to stir.
"Baby," Jungkook groaned with his groggy morning voice and Jimin moved up to his chest. He began to plant open mouthed kisses to the crevice between his pecks, his head gradually revealing itself from underneath the blanket. Moving to Jungkook's neck, he began to suck softly and then he moved to every inch of his face before reaching his lips, giving him a quick peck.
"Wake up!" he yelled again and Jungkook nearly had a heart attack.
"Why are you so loud?" Jungkook moaned and ran a hand down his face. "And you got me excited. How are you gonna make me deal with this, before my first day of university. You're so evil," he complained and yet his words were cut even shorter as he felt a hand pressed to his groin.
"I can help," he offered innocently, batting his lashes. Inwardly, Jungkook questioned just how quickly the boy could change his attitude in an instant.
Jungkook watched closely and with anticipation as Jimin lowered himself down his body, lips grazing his bare skin. His fingers curled around the waistband of the brunette's boxers, prepared to pull them down.
"Are you guys ready yet? I'm dropping you off and I have a job interview so hurry up!" Miss Park called from the other side of the door and as much as Jungkook loved the woman and appreciated her affable nature, he just wished she could have waited five more minutes.
"Coming!" Jimin yelled and then turned to look over his shoulder, a playful glint in his eyes. "Something you would be doing if she waited a little longer. Looks like you're gonna have to sort it out yourself," he said quietly and Jungkook whined, throwing a pillow in the ravenette's direction. He avoided it and slipped out the door, leaving Jungkook alone to deal with his...issue.
He decided to take a shower and then got dressed, meeting both Miss Park and Jimin downstairs who were busy talking and eating at the small island in the kitchen.
"Morning," he greeted as he ruffled his brown hair, taking a seat next to Jimin.
"Morning, dear. Have yourself a bowl of cereal and then we're going to head out, alright?" Miss Park smiled and Jungkook nodded.
"Thanks."
Jimin stood up excitedly, reaching for a bowl and the box of cereal. He poured some for Jungkook and even the milk. Secretively, the brunette patted Jimin's butt and the boy squeaked, his mother looking at him with a confused expression on her face.
"I'm okay," he said and she chuckled while shaking her head.
-
Soon the boys and Miss Park all hopped into the car and commenced their journey to the university. Despite Jimin's initial excitement, he found himself getting cold feet. As they stood in front of the large building, he shifted from foot to foot, uneasy.
"You've got this," Jungkook encouraged and Jimin sighed, rubbing at his face.
"I used to be so ready for this and now I'm scared. You know how I used to be..."
"Love, you're a hard worker and nothing can change that. Your perseverance hasn't changed one bit. You can do this, okay? You too, Jungkook," Miss Park said and despite her encouragement, it appeared as though she needed a bit of her own seeing as her eyes were watering up.
"Mom!" Jimin chuckled and slung his arms around her neck, holding her close. "Why are you crying? I'm not leaving for good. I'll still visit. To new beginnings, right?" he reminded her.
"Right," she said quietly and Jimin pulled away. Soon the bell rang and the ravenette had to go as well as the brunette. She watched with sad eyes as they walked away, dissapearing into the flood of other students. At least they were going to be roommates.
"First day?" A soft voice questioned from her left and she turned her head in said direction, wiping at her eyes.
"Yeah. I'm sorry, this is so silly," she chuckled and shook her head.
"No, not at all. It's my kid's first day, too. You have every right to be sad. They grow up so fast, don't they?" she said and her deep red painted lips quirked upward.
"Yeah, I guess they do."
"...What's your name?" the lady asked.
"...My name is Han-Bi," Miss Park replied and she felt more calm all of the sudden, knowing that somebody else was roughly in the same situation that she was in. "And yours?"
"Yoo-Ri," she replied. "It's nice to meet you."
"It's nice to meet you, too," Miss Park smiled, tucking some hair behind her ear.
(A/N): Ahhh!! I wasn't too sure how many more chapters there was going to be for this book but I thought this was a perfect way to end it. I've never been more proud of a book than I am this one and I hope I can say the same for my future novels. Thank you all for your unconditional love, comments, votes and follows. It means the world to me. 💜 ILY!