Chapter 46: "My Jimin Hyung."

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He was stressed out like there was no tomorrow. His toes began to tap against the floor with his hand still hanging up in the air a few inches before the door of Jimin's apartment. The gained confidence inside himself seemed to stop before he could knock on the door, he knew there was no going back. Today could be the day where Jimin forgave him, or maybe the day where he still could prove himself again even if he wasn't forgiven.

But one thing was for sure, he was going to say the three words; the word with three syllables, Sa-rang-hae.

He sighed and finally knocked on the door thrice. There it was again, he felt like his heart was going to explode inside of his chest the second the door was opened. In all his glory, a black t-shirt and white thigh shorts covered by the turquoise apron he owned, Park Jimin opened the door. He couldn't stop the smile on his face the moment his eyes locked on the writer's.

"I'm back. Safe and sound." A punch against his chest made him widen his eyes, not because it hurt -it didn't because of training- but because it was unexpected. "I hate you!" Jimin hung his head and walked back inside his apartment to turn off the stove. "You don't." This was not exactly the way he pictured his greeting to be like.

While biting his lips, Jungkook took off his black boots and slid the pair of grey house slippers on before he rushed to the living room instead of following the writer to the kitchen. There, he felt his eyes tear up when he saw him sitting on the carpet while playing with a fire truck toy.

"Si Woo-ya!" Jungkook couldn't hold himself back when he picked up his son from the floor -the truck left on the carpet- and began pecking his face. "Abba!" The little one began giggling but his voice wasn't loud but rather excited. "I missed you so much." The father made sure to hold him tight but not too tight to accidentally hurt him.

He missed Si-Woo with all his heart. The little boy kept a hold of his heart just like Jimin did. Right now, he couldn't and didn't want to imagine his life without him. He was his son, his everything, his love.

Si-Woo gave Jungkook an innocent wet peck on his left cheek as he wrapped his small arms around his father's neck clearly missing him. He was little and he didn't yet understand why his other father only came to see him once in a few months, it hurt him, but now he was here.

"Lunch is ready." Jimin's voice forced Jungkook to look at him while holding their son in his arms. "I wasn't expecting your comany today... there's not much for you." The writer scratched the back of his head embarrassed since he knew the actor ate big portions of food on contrary to them.

"It's okay hyung." Jungkook walked towards him with the little boy still clinging to him. Knowing how Si-Woo was, it would be a while before he let go of him. "Aegi, let go of Jungkook. You have to eat." Jimin said softly while rubbing his hand against his son's back but received a shook of head.

"No... Abba." Jungkook felt his heart begin to fly on the clouds and he leaned his nose down to Si-Woo's neck to rub it against the skin. Then, he inhaled the sweet scent of his baby boy, so relaxing and good. "Fine. Jungkook-ah, can you feed him?" Jimin didn't need to ask him, the actor instantly nodded while losing himself in his son's sweet intoxicating -innocent- scent.

Lunch with them was the highlight of the day yet.

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"Are you staying over? At what time are you leaving tomorrow?" Jimin asked feeling his heart tighten. He hated the next mornings the most. For the actor to sleep on the couch was nothing new for them, but at least it meant it was progress made between them. With a pained heart not only would he have to deal with his own sorrow but with a crying Si-Woo the next morning.

Currently, Jungkook had just managed to sing a lullaby to Si-Woo for him to let his brain repeat it constantly in a loop before removing the little one's hearing aids trying to make the most reassuring face as possible. Now, Si Woo had really fallen asleep in his room and they were seated at the couch in the living room.

Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows and playfully pushed a cushion at Jimin's chest. "Yah, what was that for?" The actor sniggered.

"Can I stay forever?" Those words were meant to be serious but in the writer's eyes, they weren't. He thought the younger was joking or flirting with him. With a perked up eyebrow, he made a questionable expression.

"Jimin hyung, I finished my service, the ceremony was this morning. I don't have to leave tomorrow," Jungkook proudly announced before pausing. "unless you want me to. This couch is not that uncomfortable as it looks like." Jimin's breath hitched and it was heard. Today was it? Today was the day he had been waiting for? For him this was the day he had been longing to happen and his confidence faded instantly. He began to think of what he had told him at the hospital while looking at his tattoos the day after Si-Woo was born. The words, he began to fear if they were going to be said.

"...Don't you have something else you want to say to me?" Jimin mumbled to himself and hung his head refusing to meet the actor's eyes. He was acting insecure, totally unlike how he wanted to feel.

Jungkook heard him loud and clear, his senses had heightened after the military during his training, and now it was his turn to let out a small nervous laugh.

"Can I hold your hands first?" Jungkook wiggled his ass on the couch and scootched closer to the writer. "What?" Jimin raised his head to look at him in the eyes when he felt his fingers intertwined with the actor's.

"You know, I'm really nervous." With fluttering hearts and a roller coaster down inside their stomachs, the actor began to tell his current state. He was actually beginning to sweat.

Jimin focused his eyes on the pair of doe eyes lovingly staring down at him. And he could clearly see it again, every time for the past two years since the day he said good bye to him before he officially left for the military.

"I owe you something very important." The actor continued. His lips were slowly decreasing the proximity between the writer's, and the older did not lean back, he stood firm eagerly waiting.

"I've finally realized what holds my heart. You are holding it. You've been holding it for so long and I was such an asshole for not knowing what it meant." With every breath fanning over his bottom lip, Jimin was beginning to hold back a smile and maybe a few tears. It was fucking happening.

"Love and fucking are not the same. I learnt it the hard way." The actor paused before he continued. "And I, Jeon Jungkook, have to confess something very important." Both of them could hear their faint heartbeats almost jolting out of their chests. The eager moment was happening so slow, but it was their moment. This was the most romantic moment they've shared for now.

"I have atoned the past two years and a half for hurting everyone, especially you." The writer couldn't hold back a sniffle from leaving his nose.

"Which brought me here to this moment, today." The actor took a breath before he leaned his forehead against the writer's and closed his eyes for a few seconds. Both of them appreciated the silence before the change could happen. When the younger leaned back, he wholeheartedly smiled.

"Jimin hyung, I love you with all my heart." Jungkook finally said it. His whole chest began to feel lighter now that he confessed the words outloud for the first time. The sincerity and love in them made the writer's eyes instantly let the tears out. It wasn't a lie. The actor meant it and he could completely feel it in every inch of his body. His heart was on fire. He had achieved it, the day where he'd finally hear them and feel his body go on the roller coaster of love.

"I love you too." Jimin answered the words as well but as much as it pained him to say the next words even if Jungkook's eyes were shining like diamonds and stars, he had to say it. "I love you too Jungkook, I don't completely forgive you but you've proven yourself to be worthy of half of my trust." Even if the words were reciprocated, even if the emotions were reciprocated, the actor understood and nodded with eyes that finally broke down. He was half way there already. Jimin had given him half his trust, he accepted his love, it was more than he could ever have asked for at the moment.

"I forgive you to the point where you can be part of my life as a boyfriend and father to Si-Woo but we will not have sex until I completely forgive you." Jungkook's eyes finally could share the emotions in them, he nodded with reddening eyes. "I love you so damn much Park Jimin." He leaned forward with so much gentleness and brushed his cold lips against the mellow rosy upper lip belonging to the writer.

"You and Si-Woo are my everything." Jungkook let his lips warm up just by their embrace against Jimin's. Their intertwined lips and hands just proved enough that sex was not needed for their souls to become one.

"And I you. We both missed you so much." Jimin slowly unintertwined their fingers to trace his hands up to the younger's neck and wrap them there while he climbed closer to him to decrease their distance in such a loving shared kiss.

"I'm not leaving, ever." Jungkook's hands slowly took hold of the writer's waist and gently lifted shifted him to his lap to embrace him in a more comfortable position. The sounds of their wet lips colliding were finally filling their ears and it wasn't to raise sexual tension but rather exchange their emotions.

"Will you do me the honor of becoming my boyfriend and moving in with me so you can share your life with us?" Jimin's hands cupped the actor's cheeks now and lovingly stared down at him. The last time he's sat on the actor's lap was for sexual pleasure, but now it was so innocent and pure for them that even if they were kissing, it wasn't going to escalade further.

"I would be honored to, I'm yours." Jungkook's hands tightened around the writer's waist and his swollen rosy lips were captured once again by the older. "And you hold my heart, don't break it again. I beg of you." Jimin made the approach, and he did not regret it. This was the man he loved, devoting himself to him, he just gave him the ultimate chance to show his changed persona. Both were truly happy and it was still the beginning to their new blossomed relationship.

"I would never even dream of it my Jimin hyung."

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"Kim Taehyung, I will not allow it!" Hoseok whined and held onto his boyfriend's cheeks. The actor was pouting cutely not pleased with the model's reaction. They were debating where they'd go on a honeymoon if they got married; Hoseok had first asked the question.

"But it's THE JUNGLE." The model made a pained expression before he shook his head. "No. I forbid it. There are snakes there. Over my dead body will I even lift a foot there." Taehyung sniggered enjoying how his boyfriend was panicking over his fear of snakes. It was funny for him.

"Then why did you ask about where I would like to go on a honeymoon? We're not even engaged." Taehyung raised his eyebrows completely loving to tease his boyfriend. They've grown so much as a couple the last two years, to the point where Hoseok could finally say what he wanted to do after such a long time.

"Yet. Be prepared Honey bear because you'll have a ring on your finger soon. That's all I'm going to tell you for now, I'll leave you in suspense." Hoseok couldn't have felt more attacked by Taehyung's weight on top of him. It was so sudden but welcomed.

"Are you fucking kidding me? That's not how you are supposed to tell me you want to marry me! I told you I was traditional!" Taehyung was whining but both of them could feel how happy the actor was. It was the moment he'd been waiting to happen for years, for the model to finally give in and accept him after all the pain he'd had.

"I love you too Taehyung-ah." Hoseok laughed and hugged the male close to him with the biggest smile of accomplishment for what he had planned in store for them; which was big after his grande modelling for VOGUE Japan the past months.

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