Trial of love| Taennie

32.

A week had passed since that Saturday, and the finals weeks had finally ended. The week went by quietly as both of them could only study as hard as possible to secure good grades, being in their senior year after all.

Today, their Saturday morning began as Jennie woke up extremely early.

She didn't know why until she remembered that all week she had been sleeping at 1 and waking up again at 4:30 to study, so it must have been a muscle memory thing.

"What the fuck am I doing? It's 4:30 a.m," she mumbled before turning the bathroom lights off and stepping out, closing the door behind her.

Jennie was about to head to bed before an idea popped into her head.

So, instead, she walked over and across the hall to Taehyung's bedroom, and as expected, she found him asleep.

Carefully, without making a sound, she snuck in as she lightly closed the door behind her and took a look around the room.

Out of the whole time she has been here, this was indeed the first she properly saw his room.

The grey and beige room undoubtedly looked to fit his personality.

Walking over to his bed, she was able to see his face illuminated by the small lights in his bedroom, enough to tell which side he was on.

She slipped under the covers, trying not to make too much movement as she snuggled up against him.

She froze when he started stirring in his sleep, and even more when he pulled her closer to his chest and wrapped his arms around her.

"You're up early," he said with his godly deep voice which made her get chills.

"It was muscle memory, and I couldn't sleep in my own room s-" Jennie began in a whisper-like voice but stopped when he interrupted her.

"Shh, it's okay. You can come here whenever, just sleep," he said as he rested his chin on top of her head, and her arm wrapped around his torso, bringing herself closer as her eyes shut close.

Soon enough, she was lulled to sleep like that.

The next morning arrived swiftly as Taehyung woke up, glancing at the wall clock with the time reading 11:30 a.m.

The demanding finals seemed to have taken a toll on both him and Jennie, who was still peacefully asleep in his arms.

Pushing the hair out of her eyes, Taehyung kissed her forehead as she stirred, her eyes gradually opening.

"You're up," he remarked, and she, nestled in his arms, acknowledged her position, having fallen asleep in his bed after sneaking in the night before.

"Hm," she responded, hugging him closer as he ran a hand down her hair. "Should we get up?" he inquired, sensing her nodding against his chest. She sat up, rubbing her eyes and adjusting to the light.

"What time is it?" Jennie yawned, stretching her arms, while he motioned to the clock, sitting up himself. "Like 11:30. Should we just wait and eat lunch later directly?" he suggested, and she agreed.

"Yeah, aren't our grades supposed to be out on Monday?" she asked, and he nodded. "Mhm. It's fine though, I know we both did well. Come on, go ahead and shower, and I will too," he said.

She groaned, plopping down on the bed. "Can't we just sleep? I'm too lazy," she whined as he smirked.

"Come on. Or unless you want to shower... with me," he said, giving her a suggestive look. She immediately sprang up and left, yelling a word at him.

"Pervert!"

He laughed at her flustered state before going into the bathroom to shower.

Coming out with ruffled hair, he noticed Jennie wasn't done yet when his phone rang. "Hm Jimin?" he asked, answering the call.

"Yah, where were you? I texted you like 300 times!" Jimin's voice echoed as Taehyung sighed. "I was sleeping, man. It's a Saturday. The Saturday after the law finals, to be exact. What else would I have been doing?" Taehyung said, leaning back on the counter.

"I don't know. You shouldn't ask me that, especially when you have a girlfriend," Jimin teased, and Taehyung rolled his eyes.

"As if you don't. Don't act smart with me, Jimin. You're dating Jennie's sister, after all," he warned, and Jimin scoffed.

"Whatever. Either way, your parents are visiting you tomorrow. They said they couldn't reach you and asked me to tell you," Jimin informed him, making Taehyung groan.

"They're definitely going to bug me again," he complained as Jimin laughed.

"Good luck," Jimin said, and Taehyung, noticing Jennie approaching, quickly bid goodbye, ending the call.

"Hey there," he said, putting his phone in his pocket and pulling her into his arms, holding her waist while she rested hers on his T-shirt, fiddling with the collar.

"Hi," she let out meekly before gesturing toward the phone. "Who was it?" she asked as he shrugged.

"Jimin. About that. My parents are coming over tomorrow to visit us," he said, and Jennie grew nervous.

His parents?

That's a big step.

She met his mother, sure, but that was when they weren't dating.

Taehyung seemed to notice Jennie's bothered state as he reassured her that it was just a normal visit, and they could just be themselves. Everything would be fine.

Jennie nodded in reassurance as they got back to doing what they did every day.

First, they watched a movie for a while, and then Jennie and Irene went out to go to the mall while Taehyung did his own errands. Nightfall came quickly.

Jennie had finished showering and her skincare routine earlier. Now, she plugged her phone into the charger, laying in her bed and closing her eyes, about to fall asleep as tiredness and exhaustion took over.

She froze, however, when the door opened and in walked Taehyung.

He switched off the aircon and the other electrical appliances as he stalked closer to her.

"Hm?" she asked sleepily, not bothering to get up, but let out a small yelp when an arm went under her knees and one under her arm, lifting her off her bed as they began walking.

"Yah, what are you doing?" she asked sleepily while he only walked into his room and let her on his bed, before climbing in next to her.

"You're sleeping here from now on," he simply said before covering both of them with the duvet and hugging her figure. She sighed and snuggled into him as well.

She guessed and figured one thing.

That this was their new normal.