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Two years later

Jimin was getting out of the hotel, not the one where he had once booked a 15-day stay and met the love of his life, but a different and bigger one. He had been acquiring new properties.

Jungkook was waiting for him in the car while talking on the phone, the driver standing outside. As he saw his fiance getting out through the big door, he grinned, rolling down the window.

Jimin made sure he walked to Jungkook and pecked his lips before skirting around to get in as well. "As promised, all yours for the weekend." He enthused.

"I'll call you back, Abby." Jungkook disconnected. "Thank you," the 25-year-old giggled at the 32-year-old. "You'll do as I say for two days."

"Yes, sir." Jimin turned the partitions up and grabbed Jungkook's arms to pull him in his lap, looking at him with a mesmerizing look, and a dirty one too. Jungkook blushed, his eyes faltering as he glanced to and fro between his alpha's lips and eyes. "You are beautiful," Jimin mentioned after taking a moment to see the pink blush and the same tinted hue in the omega's eyes.

Jungkook leaned closer, touching his own lips with the soft pillowy ones and Jimin wrapped his hold tighter, putting a bit of pressure into the kiss, but not deepening it.

This caused Jungkook to moan when Jimin pulled away, wiping the little saliva from his omega's bottom lip. "What's the plan?" He asked in a soft and deep voice.

"We are going to deliver a painting to one of my client's houses, and then we are having lunch at my favorite cafe."

Jimin smiled, tucking Jungkook's hair behind his ear. "Why can't your client come and pick up the painting? You shouldn't coddle them into thinking that your world-class art is so easy to procure."

"It's okay," Jungkook shook his head with a happy smile. "I don't mind. She is an elderly woman and doesn't have anyone at her home at the moment to get it picked. And it's on the way from here. I will only take a few minutes to drop it off."

Jimin could see the bright smile on Jungkook's face not leaving, and he could get used to that. He smiled too, fondly and in love. "If my clock's needle reaches six and you don't return, you'll let me have you in the bed tonight." Jimin bargained, enticed, and completely focused on Jungkook's face.

"Deal," Jungkook kissed Jimin's cheek quickly.

Jimin's heart tingled and he held Jungkook's palm, softly caressing his skin with his own thumb and kissing his hair from time to time.

As the driver stopped in front of an apartment, Jungkook jumped out of the car after grabbing the canvas and rushed towards a door.

He rang the bell and waited, turning and flashing a smile at Jimin whose eyes were on him.

He had encouraged Jungkook to leave the server job and do something he was extremely good at until he could convince the omega to manage a hotel of his own.

He had helped set up a big studio in his bungalow where Jungkook had moved with him right after returning from Korea. It was difficult for them in the beginning, to move on from what they had been through, but they made a rule to not remember it.

They still had things to fight about. Jimin was pro TV in the bedroom, but Jungkook wasn't, but in the end, the alpha always caved.

There was indistinct chatter that Jimin couldn't make out after the door opened and an elderly woman emerged. He then saw Jungkook grinning and bowing at her after she handed him an envelope, which was presumably cash.

Flashing the same envelope towards the car, Jungkook started running. The smile on his face only got bigger.

Jimin opened the door and jumped in. "Now I will take you for lunch with my money." He said, squealing and shaking his closed fists in enthusiasm and pride.