Love

Twenty Six || Spring

The sunlight floods my still-shut eyes as it falls through the curtains over my window. I'm warm with the sunshine on my skin. The air streaming through the open window dances sweetly over my skin, like a gentle and loving caress of my face. It's the first warm day of the year. 

I peel my tired eyes open and come instantly to face Ada's. She watches me, her eyes warm and loving just like the breeze that embraces our naked shoulders. We watch each other in silence for just a moment and I take in the flush of her cheeks, the mess of her beautiful hair, the blush slowly rising to her chest and shoulders under my gaze. Her fingers are cold as they reach out and brush against my bare chest. My heart speeds up under touch. 

Chatter from the busy Saturday morning street below only acts as background music for our silence. Cars honk and people talk and laugh, but we lay together in our tranquility, completely undisturbed. 

"Your hair is all messy," Ada whispers with a smile. 

"You should see yourself," I return. My hands finally reach out and pull her body closer to me. Her arm goes around my shoulder and we hug each other close. Her head lays on my shoulder and I sigh, breathing in the cleanliness of her shampoo. 

"Thank you," Ada says into my neck. "For giving me such a positive experience." 

I hug her tighter, not sure what to say in response to that. She sighs in content. 

"Do you want coffee?" I ask softly, pressing a kiss to her neck. 

She hums. "I do love coffee." 

I laugh and pull back to kiss her lips for the first time this morning. "I'll be back." 

I hop out of bed and quickly slip on a pair of pajama pants from my dresser. Ada laughs as I hop into the pants and jog out of the room to quickly make us a pot of coffee. I bring the mugs back into my bedroom and hand it to her. She sits up, pulling the sheet up to her chest, and blows into the lip of the cup. 

"Did I make it right this time?" I ask, climbing back into bed next to her. 

"Perfect," she smiles, sipping the warm liquid slowly. 

We sip in silence, perfectly content to be next to each other. I reach out to hold her hand and kiss her knuckles. 

"How'd you sleep?" 

"Amazing," she tells me. "Your bed is so comfortable. Plus I was pretty tired." 

She shyly takes a drink of her coffee and my heart leaps at her words. I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from smiling too widely. It doesn't work very well. Ada watches me from the corner of her eye. 

"I always sleep better when I sleep with you, though," she says, dismissing her teasing comment from just a moment ago. 

I sigh to calm my thumping heart. "I sleep better with you, too." 

Ada sets her coffee cup over on the nightstand, stretching her arms up above her head. "I need to get up. I have some work to do and a meeting with a client this afternoon." 

I whine and wrap my arms around her waist, resting my face on her chest and hugging myself to her. "Don't leave me." 

I kiss her chest to try and distract her from her responsibilities. It only seems to work for a second, because she still tries to wrestle me away from her. 

"Jimin, I have to shower," she laughs when my kisses pepper up her neck. 

"Oh, really? Mind if I tag along?" I tease. 

She rolls her eyes. "You're so annoying." 

Still, she doesn't stop me when I climb out of bed with her and join her beneath the warm water. 

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"I'll see you later?" 

Ada giggles as I lean in to kiss her lips one more time before she leaves my apartment for her meeting. She pushes me away when I try to pull her in closer and I whine out a complaint. 

"Ada, baby, please don't go. It's Saturday," I whine, grabbing needily at her hands. 

"Call Jung-mo or something!" she says, giving in for just a second and giving me a loving hug. "See him tonight and when I come home, you can kiss me all you want. Hm?" 

"Fine," I grumble. 

She giggles and kisses me on the cheek before stepping outside. I watch her as she walks gracefully down the stairs and out of my sight. 

I sigh as I shut the front door, now alone against my will. I look around my apartment that Ada cleaned for me yesterday while I worked late. I smile, grateful to her for her kindness. I should do the same for her soon. Her coffee mug sits empty at the edge of the sink. She always leaves it there in case she wants to have another cup in the afternoon. I love her small habits. 

I sit down on my couch and pull out my phone. I check the few emails I have and scroll through my phone a bit more to keep from calling Jung-mo as Ada told me to. Y/n's words from the night before echo in my mind. They keep me from reaching out, trapping the guilty feelings inside me instead. 

I stare at the contact for another few minutes before I commit and finally click on the 'call' button. I nervously bring the phone to my ear and listen to the long, persistent ringing. 

"Hello?" 

I swallow at the sound of his voice on the other line. The guilt suddenly chokes me in my throat. 

"H-hey, Jung-mo. What's up?" I say casually. 

"Oh, hey Jimin. It's been a while, huh?" 

Guilt, guilt, guilt. 

"I was just thinking that it's been a bit since we saw each other. Outside of work, that is." I add a little laugh for my own sake. "What are you up to tonight? Wanna grab a drink?" 

Jung-mo sighs. I can see him in my head, bleach blond head slouched like his shoulders as he rubs the back of his neck. He usually does when he's on the phone. 

"I would love to man, really. I just already have plans tonight. My weekends are usually full these days." 

That kind of catches me off guard. Jung-mo always wanted to do things on weekends, but simply because he never had plans. Jung-mo is the least-planning person I've ever met. He's so spontaneous I didn't know he was even able to plan anything. I don't really know what to say in response to that. 

"Um, wow," I say stupidly. "I didn't know that. Who with, if you don't mind me asking?" 

He hesitates a moment. "With Y/n, actually. We've gotten close." 

This time, I'm quiet. "Oh. Are you two...like, a thing now?" I hate that I feel the need to ask this. It's not any of my business. Plus, I already got my answer from Y/n herself last night. I shouldn't be asking either of them about their relationship with each other. 

"Nah, we're not together or anything,"  he says simply. "Just hanging out often." 

I don't really know what to say. 

I clear my throat to help restart my train of thought. It doesn't work well. "Well, have fun tonight," I tell him for lack of anything better to say. "I'll see you on Monday?" 

"Yeah, yeah, sure,"  he says softly. "I'll talk to you later, Jimin." 

"Sounds good, Jung-mo." 

"Bye—" 

I hang up quickly, feeling embarrassed by my own stupidity and ignorance towards my two closest friends. I run a hand through my hair and down my face. I push myself up off the couch and gather up some laundry. I'm willing to busy myself with anything to distract from my mind and the hollow feeling in my chest. 

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