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Jungkook's POV

I sat down on one side of the booth, sighing comfortably as I watched Jimin just stand there, looking confused.

"You can sit, baby." I chuckled.

He smiled at that, instantly crawling into my lap. I opened my mouth to protest, but just sighed instead, laughing softly as I wrapped my arms around his waist. "Comfy?"

"Very." he nodded, leaning back against my chest.

I reached forward to grab the menu, resting my chin on his shoulder so I could read it.

"Is this the food?" he said, running his hands across the paper.

"Yep, order anything you want." I said, trying to decide for myself what I wanted.

"I want what they have." Jimin said, pointing across the restaurant at some random couple.

They were sitting down across from each other, both of them sharing a huge platter of rice, kimchi, pork and noodles.

"You want to share?" I asked, setting the menu back down. He nodded, reaching down to play with my fingers.

"You're adorable~" I cooed, burying my face into his fluffy blonde hair that smelled like strawberries. He giggled quietly, turning around to face me.

"And you're handsome." he said, caressing my cheeks in his small hands and leaning in to kiss me.

My heart started to race when I realized once again that we were in public, but I kissed him back nonetheless.

"You give the best kisses~" he purred, pulling back to look at my face and biting his bottom lip.

Someone cleared their throat from next to us, and I jumped, turning my head around to see the waitress.

"What can I get for you?"

"Oh, um, we'll have the kimchi platter, please." I said, looking down at Jimin. "What do you want to drink?"

"I would very much like to try a soda." he said, wiggling in my lap.

"Cherry or regular?" The woman said, looking down at Jimin.

"Cherries!"

I chuckled at him, giving his hips a soft squeeze as I tugged him slightly closer.

"I'll just have a water."

"Alright, I'll get that ready for you sir." she said, bowing before turning around and going back to the kitchen.

"Why did she call you sir?" Jimin asked, tilting his head.

"Because she works here, so it's polite to say that to the customers if she wants to make money." I said, running my hands up and down his sides.

He nodded slowly, pressing himself closer to me. "I used to have to say sir to Francis... if I called him anything else, I got hit."

"What the **** kind of name is Francis??" I said, looking down at him. "Who is he?"

"He's kind of like... the boss of the bad people." he explained, looking up at me. "He was the one who ordered my mother to be killed."

"What's his last name." I said, clenching my jaw. "What did he look like? How old was he?"

"I-I don't think-"

"Tell me!!" I yelled, holding tighter onto his sides.

He looked down, his bottom lip wobbling as he fumbled with the hem of his shirt. "They all had the same last name... because they were a family. It was Lombar."

I nodded, sighing deeply as I tilted my head back. "I'm sorry..." I muttered, letting go of his sides and instead wrapping my arms tighter around him. "I know you don't like it when I yell."

"It's okay." he said, slowly leaning his head onto my chest. "I love you just the same."

I looked down at him, my heart melting at his words. He was really too good for me. He was too good to lose, so I would make sure that I held onto him forever.

"I want Soju." Jimin said, his small hand enveloped inside of mine as we walked down the sidewalk.

"What?" I said, looking at him. "You're not old enough to drink alcohol."

"Francis lets me drink it instead of water." he said, looking up at me with those round eyes of his. "He said that it makes me whine less and obey more."

"Francis is a b!tch." I said, sighing as we walked up the stairs to my aunt's house.

What would I even say to her? Would today be the day that she kicked me out?

"He wasn't very nice, that's true... but soju is yummy..." Jimin mumbled, hugging my arm.

"Just..." I sighed once again, looking up at the door as I hesitantly knocked. "I'll get you something later."

He nodded, and just as I knocked the door came flying open, Soyeons slim arms hugging me tight.

"I thought you had really gone!" she said, pulling back and cupping my cheeks. "Where did you go? Are you alright? I'm so sorry for yelling, dear..."

"I'm sorry, too." I said, taking her wrists and pulling her wrists down. "it's okay if I still live here... right?"

"Of course." she smiled, glancing over at Jimin. "And your friend Jimin\-"

"Boyfriend."

"Yes, your boyfriend Jimin can come over as much as he likes, okay?" she said, stepping back. "Just don't scare me like that again, pabo!"

I chuckled, nodding as I leaded Jimin inside.

"Thanks, Soyeon."