Love is patient
Love is kind
Love is greatful
Love hurts
Love makes people crazy
Love never ever dies

A sequel to Beautiful!


2. Two

"Take me home, Jungkook!" I whined and I feel him grip onto my waist. "Jungkookie, I don't belong here." 

"Shh," Jungkook said and his fingers traveled over my back as we waited for the lady at the front desk to comeback. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and he pulled me close to him, rocking us gently back and fourth. "You know you get cranky when you get tired," he said and he rubbed my shoulder with his hand. 

I sighed and I moved away from him, placing my hands on the edge of the desk. I peered over and I looked around at the empty lobby. "Tough night," I say and I look over at Jungkook who was off in his own world. I sighed in annoyance and I bounce around on my toes. "My feet hurt, Jungkook." I say and I tug on his sleeve. 

"Sit down then," he said and he looked to one side. I looked to that side too and I seen a worker come to the front desk. 

"I'm so sorry," she said and she pulled a key off the wall in the back. She wrote down the number on a sheet of paper and she handed the key to me. "Enjoy your stay, if there's anything we can help you with, let us know." 

"Thank you, Ma'am." Jungkook said and he smiled gently before leading me towards the elevator. 

I fiddled with the key in my hands and I looked over at Jungkook nervously. I looked away from him when he was turning his head to look at me. 

When the doors opened, we headed down the hall until we found our room. I opened the door and I let Jungkook walk inside first. I was getting that sense of deja vu again, I felt like I had lived this moment too, but I couldn't remember it. I closed the door and I tossed the key on a table before I pulled off my shoes and flopped down on the bed. 

"This feels so good," I said and I pulled off my jacket, tossing it down onto the floor. "Goodnight, Jungkook." I say and I slip under the blankets, resting my head against the pillow. "This feels better than sex," I mumbeled and I hear Jungkook chuckle faintly. 

"What ever you say, Jimin," Jungkook changed his clothes and he climbed into the bed as well. 

I curled up into a ball feeling him wrap his arms around my body and pull me closer. I felt the heat raditing from his chest onto my back and I listened to the gentle sounds of him breathing. 

This was wrong, I had Taehyung and here I am. I gripped the edge of the pillow tightly in my hands and I feel my body relax. My body then tenses up again and I open my eyes, I look at the wedding ring I was wearing on my finger and although this was a bit fast pace, I begun to wonder something. Do I actually love Taehyung? Like I know I do, he's been my best friend for ages, I knew that something was bound to happen the moment I told him yes I will be your boyfriend. It had never crossed my mind that I would ever see other people again, its been years and I hadn't been outside, and for a moment I fell so in love with Taehyung, but then everything came at me so fast and its all jumbled in my mind. If I told him, it would ruin our chances of ever being friends again. If he wanted to give up on me. I doubted I would ever see him again anyway. 

I shut my eyes and I felt myself slowly drift off to sleep with thoughts still racing through my mind. When I woke up the next morning, the shower was running. I sat up in bed and I ran a hand through my bed hair, looking around the hotel room. I stretched my arms and I pulled back the blankets.

I change my clothes and I grab the tv remote from the entertainment stand. I sit down on the small sofa in the room and I turn the tv on. I hum lightly and  flick through the channels until I could find something interesting to watch. I heard the water in the shower turn off and I pulled my knees to my chest, looking at my hands. I pulled the wedding ring off and I reached over to place it on the bedside table. That was the first time I had ever taken it off. 

Jungkook walks out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his clothed shoulders. "Good Morning," he said and he walked over to sit down with me. "What are you watching?" 

"What Evers on tv," I reply and I look up, seeing it was some sort of drama. "I wasn't really paying attention," I admit and I look over with my eyebrows pushed together. "Am I a bad person for questioning love?" I ask and Jungkook looks at me with confusion. 

"No, why do you ask that?" He asks and he stands up to shake the towel through his hair. "Were still young, no one asked for you to decide right away," he said and he brought the towel into the bathroom. "Why do you ask anyway?" 

"Just wanted to know," I say and I turn off the tv. "How was your time in jail? If you enjoyed it, I can send you back," I smirk lightly. 

"I bet you would," he says tauntingly, taking a seat on the edge of the bed so that he was facing me. "It was okay, well, I mean it's jail, how good can jail be?" 

"I don't know, did you become anyone's bitch?" 

Jungkook laughed, "no, but you're my bitch." 

"Jeon Jungkook, I'd like to punch you," I say and I roll my eyes in annoyance. "You're so annoying." 

"Thanks," he says with a chuckle and he takes a seat on the coach again. "But you love me, right?" 

"Gross, no."

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