《PRO INSTITUTE// jinkook》EPILOGUE
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miyeon ran her fingers through her hair.
she looked around raising her brows as she noticed how every people keeps on looking at her.
she's at the university.
the university fortunately can cater students from highschool to masteral degree, it is a pretty famous university known to produce quality and very much competent student.
"miyeon, hi." a boy smiled.
miyeon looked at him directly before rolling her eyes and scrunching up her nose.
she sighed as the students from the room across of her finally dismissed, the students came out already.
"you waited for too long." seyeon said.
miyeon shrugged her shoulders, she didnt say anything and they walked downstairs already to wait for gian.
seyeon just transferred here as she actually stayed in japan for two years. that's why miyeon gladly waited for her to finish her every classes, seyeon was just two weeks in here. she doesnt want the younger to be missing every now and then.
"hey, you."
miyeon's eyebrows knitted in confusion when a girl around seyeon's age stopped infront of them with her arms crossed.
"you, slut," the girl glared at seyeon, "who do you think you are? you are just a nobody." she said through gritted teeth.
miyeon's eyes widened in surprised. she looked at seyeon only to see her expression dissapointed and sad.
"you just came here and think you can do whatever you fucking want and steal gian away from me?" she spat out.
she insultingly pointed at seyeon, her eyes burning, she looks dramatically angry.
"who the fuck is your mother? probably just like you, a slut."
miyeon bit the insides of her cheeks as she shut her eyes closed, her chest heaving up and down.
the pointing fingers, those words. it's lingering in her mind.
as she opened her eyes, she raised her brows at the girl and slapped her hands away which made the stranger gasped.
"yes, she's just like her mother," miyeon said, "beautiful, kind and respectful. you?" she asked, fierce.
"what the fuck? who are you?"
miyeon slightly tilted her head staring at the girl examining her, insultingly.
"are you gian's ex?" miyeon asked, "i didnt know that his standards are this low. im ashamed."
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the girl's eyes widened totally taken aback with miyeon's words.
"listen, i dont care about you and your sentiments. if you dont turn your back right now, i will gladly slap you." miyeon said in an overly calm voice.
"why? you two are so fucking-"
the girl didnt even got the chance to finish her sentence as she earned a hard slap from miyeon.
"noona!"
the girl's expression softened as she saw gian already standing in the middle of seyeon and miyeon.
"what are you doing?" gian asked the girl.
"that.. that slut," she pointed at miyeon but gian immediately slapped her hands away.
"she's my cousin. what the hell? seyeon is my sister." he said through gritted teeth.
the girl is surprised, she gasped. she bit her lower lips and was about to say something or atleast apologize but miyeon already held gian's arms as they all walked out.
when they're already inside the car, miyeon drove away from the university.
"is that your ex, gian? i didnt know you like those kinds."
gian rolled his eyes, "she's not. she's just always tailing me." he mumbled.
miyeon shook her head. she stared at her cousin rolling her eyes once again.
"what did they even see in you?" she asked.
gian looked behind him, worried about his sister.
"sorry, seyeonnie." he mumbled.
seyeon let out a tight-lipped smile shaking her head, "im okay, dont worry." she said.
they arrived at the house, miyeon waved her hands to her cousins and immediately drove away.
as the two of them got inside, they saw their younger brother seunjong settled on the sofa with his eyes focused on the ipad.
"you got home early?" gino asked ruffling his brother's hair.
seunjong looked up at his brother weirdly rolling his eyes.
"duh! what kind of brother are you? i dont have classes today..."
"oh," gino slowly nods his head, "sorry." he mumbled.
"where's mom and dad, then?" seyeon asked sitting next to seunjong giving him a kiss on the cheeks which he didnt like very much.
"in their room..."
as if on cue, jungkook and seokjin walked towards them enveloping them one by one into a tight hug before kissing their temples.
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"miyeon dropped you off?" seokjin asked.
the two nods their head with a smile plastered on their faces.
both of their parents are too good for them, they are always present in every important occassions in their lives and is always assuring them that they could always talk to them about their problems.
but of course, they always get punishments if needed.
and gian often gots it the most. the worst punishment that he got was having a bodyguard for a month and going in and out school and home right after, he feels like an ancient man during those times.
but jungkook told him that, the punishment that he got was actually too light for what he did as he got into a fist fight and the parents of the boy he punched badly wants to press charges.
seokjin went inside the kitchen to heat up the food for both seyeon and gian as seunjong already ate with them earlier.
jungkook gladly joined his husband.
it's his day-off, that's why he wants to be with seokjin as much as possible because of how busy he is when he has work.
jungkook wrapped his arms around seokjin's waist kissing his cheeks down to his collarbones which made seokjin nudged him afraid that their kids will see them.
the younger starts to caress the side of his waist up and down, loving the curves. how come he still got this.
seokjin got older but probably just for the number but his body pretty looks the same and he still got the stamina, probably because he started to eat only healthy good when he turned forty.
"tonight, hm?" jungkook bit his lower lips, "in the bathroom." he said.
seokjin rolled his eyes slightly shaking his head as he starts preparing the meal.
"arent we too old for that, really? sex in the bathroom." he chuckled.
"correction, you are old."
seokjin looked at jungkook slapping his chest for a couple of times which made the younger laughed before reaching out for his hands.
"kidding. yes, we are old. but we can still do whatever we want." jungkook said in a duh tone.
jungkook just dont like it when seokjin says things like that.
before, they cant because he's too young.
now, they cant because they're too old.
seokjin stopped as he leaned against the kitchen sink cupping both of the younger's cheeks just staring at him in pure awe.
he didnt give much credit to jungkook.
considering how he has done a lot for their family. he's too young when he got him pregnant but he chose to stay and be a father and soon after became his partner in life.
jungkook was matured before and even more now, the responsibility and how he looks upon his obligations was something that the older really admires.
pro hein institution.
jeon jungkook.
"teacher's here are basically our own prostitute."
he can still hear that ringing on his mind, the young cocky jungkook.
he couldnt help but to let out a warm smile just looking back at how jungkook always treats him differently, with so much care and affection. it makes him feel very special.
seokjin wouldnt dare change a thing.
his gino, seyeon and seunjong. he wouldnt have those angels if it werent for jungkook.
jungkook grew old with him, they've done so many things together. probably the reason as to why their relationship is that strong.
it is founded too early and sudden but they chose to stick with it and go on. that's why up until now, they're still the same.
jungkook is still very much inlove with seokjin.
seokjin is still very much inlove with jungkook.
"remember, you basically call teachers prostitute before?" seokjin asked raising his brows.
jungkook licked his lower lips gripping seokjin's waist tighter pulling him closer to him pressing their forehead together.
"duh, you are my prostitute."
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this story is the lightest story that i've written. no dramas and such. the ending is also very simple but i hope you all liked it and the whole book.
thank youuu!
i have a new one entitled tonight. hope you'll read it too and the great god is back again. i'll write it also.
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