WHAT I ALWAYS WANTED ||JIKOOK ?

JIMIN POV

"Shit, why the fuck did I call Jennie?" Jimin was on a back road that was fast turning into a mere two-track.

He hadn't intended to call, he would just head home and pick up this adventure another time but no, he had to see if he was at least close to his destination.

The enticement of the golden iris was strong and he hated going home empty-handed.

"You're almost there, Jimin." She cried into the phone, claiming that the ville Marsh was not more than a couple of miles from ville, where he'd just had lunch.

So with a new set of directions and an insistence that it would be crazy to turn around now, he decided he would give it another try.

Now here he was in the dark of the evening with lightning splitting the sky, thunder shaking the ground and rain hammering his windshield that made it almost impossible to see.

If he hadn't called, he'd be home now in his living room with a hot drink in front of the tv, all safe and warm.

He would never trust Jennie again to give proper directions.

The tree growth was coming ever closer to the sides of his car and he wondered just where in hell he was.

No lights, no clearing to turn around, just darkness and rain, so he pushed forward, hoping for a break.

His phone was useless either due to the storm or simply being out in the middle of nowhere.

His heart was beating out of his chest and panic was becoming a real possibility when suddenly he saw a small light in the distance.

"Oh, thank God." He said and kept going in the hopes that it was real and not a figment of his tortured imagination.

The closer he got, the more pronounced the scene became slowly it came into view.

A home, a large home, probably a showpiece in its day but now a little run down not decrepit but it needed work.

The light that drew him was on the front porch like a beacon calling him home.

He pulled up as close to the front as possible and cut the engine.

He stared out at his surroundings and was just a bit apprehensive.

The grounds were overgrown, and the brick mosaic of the driveway was cracked and crumbling away.

This was not a home that saw many visitors and he wondered if the light was just a fluke and that no one actually lived there anymore. His heart sank at the possibility that he was still alone.

Checking his phone, he saw that he still had no service, which was on par for his luck this day.

If no one was home, he would sleep in his car and try to find his way back to the highway in the morning.

He accepted the fact that he wasn't getting out of this mess tonight and parked in this drive was better than being stuck on that narrow dirt road.

He pulled his coat up around his ears and hunkered down against the rain and made a run for the front porch.

It was only a few feet away and still, he was soaked to the bone by the time he reached the front door.

He feared that if someone was home, they might not answer the door considering it was night and storming but he crossed his fingers and knocked using the heavy metal door knocker, which vibrated the thick, dark wooden door.

He waited and he hoped for someone to answer.

Within just a few seconds of knocking, the door swung open, revealing a neatly dressed fair lady looking at him as if she'd been expecting him.

"Come in, come in."

"Get out of that weather." She told him while taking his upper arm and helping him inside.

"You must be chilled to the bone." She said.

"Thank you, yes." Jimin said as he came inside and she shut the door, locking the awful weather outside.

She held onto his arm and led him into a room off the main entry that led to another room large and spacious with high ceilings, rich furnishings and a roaring fire.

She took his jacket before urging him to take a seat in a plush chair by the fire.

"My name is Lisa and my brother Tae and I are the caretakers here at the Mansion."

"Mr. Jeon Jungkook, who owns the property is also in residence."

"My name is Park Jimin."

"I was in the area doing research on a rare wildflower, the golden iris which had been sighted around here and lost my way,I'm afraid."

"I appreciate you letting me come inside for a while to warm up and dry off." Jimin hoped he would be allowed to spend the night, not wanting to go back out in that storm.

"You relax and I'll get you some thing warm to drink and make up a room for you."

"You must stay the night."

"It would be unwise for you to venture back out in the night."

She told him with a resolve that left no room for disagreement.

Jimin felt relief wash over him.

"Thank you so much." He said and leaned into the fire, loving the feel of the warm, dry heat on his chilled limbs.

Trusting that he wasn't overstepping his bounds but needing to dry off, Jimin slipped off his wet sneakers and set them in front of the fire to dry.

The room was quiet except for the snap and crackle of the fireplace.

The room's outer edges were shrouded in darkness as it was illuminated only by the light of the fire giving it a mystical feel.

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