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Jimin's POV

Jungkook led me through a small shopping center, and for the first time in my entire life, I felt safe.

He kept pulling his hand away from mine, but I didn't mind. Because I would secretly slide my hand back inside his, and he wouldn't even notice as he held it back.

He was carrying bags of clothes that he had bought for me, and I was beyond happy. I was thrilled! Jungkook was so, so different from Francis and his men! He was amazing! And I loved him!

"Alright, it's getting late..." he said, looking up at the sky. "How about we get a bite to eat and then go back home."

I nodded in response. Jungkook always sounded so confident when he spoke... like he knew what he wanted. But his words had a hint of softness to them, too, a softness that I have never heard before.

"What kind of dumplings do you want?" he said, getting out his wallet. I just stared at him, not responding. What were dumplings?

"Jimin." he said, cocking a brow at me.

"What are dumplings?" I asked sheepishly, fumbling with my fingers. I felt so stupid compared to Jungkook... I was raised into a twisted slavery, and I was barely educated on anything.

"Ugh, I'll just order pork." he said, sighing as he paid the man behind the desk. I pouted, looking down. I was annoying... I knew that he didn't want to put up with me...

"What is it?" he said, looking over at me. I just shook my head in response. I didn't need to burden him with my problems.

"I'm sorry." I said, pulling my hands into the warm sleeves of his hoodie, which still smelled like him. Strong cologne... sweet honey...

I loved it.

"It's fine." he said, getting our food and taking me over to a table.

"I'm not very smart..." I said, following him to our table.

"Don't say that." he said, sitting down. I just stood up, looking at his lap. I wanted to sit there...

"I never ever went to school." I said, walking over to him and sitting down on his thigh. I could feel his body tense up as he pushed me off, cursing silently.

Why didn't he like me?

"Well, I can teach you. And stop doing... weird stuff." he said, using his chopsticks to eat a dumpling, which I have never had before.

"But I would very much like to sit on your lap." I said truthfully, tilting my head at him. I was ways taught to tell the truth... if you lie to your master, you are bad... never lie to your master...

"I can't be seen as gay, Jimin. Because I'm not." he said, clenching his jaw.

There it was again, that "gay" word. Why did he hate men?

"What's wrong with liking a boy?" I asked curiously

He didn't say anything, looking up at my face. "I don't know."

I bit my bottom lip, nodding at him.

"Fine." he sighed deeply, spreading his thighs apart as he patted his lap.

God... the way that he spread his legs... I could just sit on his di¢k so easily...

But I didn't, happily sitting on his lap and leaning against his chest.

He felt tense, and I frowned, placing a hand on his chest. "Are you okay?"

He nodded, taking my hand off of him and grabbing another dumpling with his chopsticks.

"Can I have one?" I asked carefully, watching the dumplings hungrily. They looked so good...

"I bought them for you, Jimin." he said, moving the dumpling in his chopsticks closer to my mouth.

I grinned happily, opening my mouth and happily eating it. "Thank you!"

He chuckled, grabbing another one and continuing to feed them to me.

He was so nice to me... he even got me sushi for lunch!

I ate every bite that he gave me without complaining, and when all of the dumplings were eaten, I happily sat up straighter in his lap.

"Those are yummy," I said, slowly leaning my head onto his shoulder.

"They are, aren't they?" he said, nodding slowly. I nodded back, happy that he didn't push my head off his shoulder.

"Let's get going." he said, patting my back.

I hummed in response, slowly getting off of his lap and stretching my arms above my head, even though it hurt my bruised body.

I yawned softly, rubbing my eyes as I waited for Jungkook to throw the trash away.

He came back over to me, nudging my shoulder with his own as he walked me back to his house.

The walk wasn't very far, but I kept my guard up, looking for anyone who could possibly be trying to kidnap me and take me back to Francis.

I barely escaped with my life... I was not going back.

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