Midnight.

He didn't call my name using his voice, probably with his heart, or mind, can also his gaze be the one who woke me. According to the clock, it was one o'clock midnight, and I don't understand why Park Jimin still awake, blinking his eyelids occasionally. I wonder what the hell that was running around in his head.

Awake for no reason, so that he replied when I asked. He must free his weariness that pervades throughout today with a rest, so I asked him to go back to sleep, but the owners of this smdall eyes say his sleepiness disappeared. "Then I'll stay with you until you fall asleep. We can talk. "

"No," he refused, "Talking with you would make me excited and not sleep again."

I hugged his body then do massage on his left arm, as much as possible I make him comfortable so quickly sinking back in the world of dreams. He just watched me, he really was not sleepy?

"Are you hungry?"

Jimin shook his head. Thereafter no other voices than the clock ticking, until every few minutes later, he spoke. "Actually, I just got a nightmare, so I just suddenly thought of a lot of random things associated with it," said Jimin while changing his position, skewed toward me, "It's too painful, I don't want to tell it."

"Why?"

He didn't answer, just held me close, submerging my face on his bare chest so I could feel his heartbeat. That regular tone was swathed restlessness, anxiety, united with the endless worry, this men are not fine. I was worried about my husband, he is a person who is depressed by an easy thing like a bad dream.

I kissed his chest, although hindered by stocking and skin, I hope it is able to touch his heart there. Instead of enjoying a comfortable embrace, I have to warm it up, because if Jimin likened to a house, I was a furnace. I will not let the ice torture.

"Honey?" Call Jimin.

"Hm."

"Want to promise one thing ?"

"What ?"

Jimin stretch the arms, so that we can see the view. Don't say anything, just pulverize each other's lips a few seconds of each other and then back to the starting position. Wait what will he say next.

"Promised me," Jimin kissing top of my head, "Whatever happens, don't ever regret your meeting with me."

I chuckled, what kind of promise that ? "What's to be regretted ? Go to sleep, welcome your morning with a fresh body."

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