❪JJK - 전정국 | PJM - 박지민❫
❝It's weird how a simple mishap changed our lives,❞ she says.
❝I know,❞ you smile, ❝It's as if this mishap was godsend.❞ You say.
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➛ Jimin x Reader au & Jungkook x OC au
➛ Jimin&Jungkook!princes x Reader&OC!ordinary...
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The gleaming rays of the the sun beam into your room, breaking through the fabric of the curtains. The light is so bright, that the sun's wake-up call is clearly audible.
The rays shine right at your face, causing your eyelids to flicker a little before finally opening at a gradual pace.
You try to shift onto your other side when you feel a titchy pressure on your hand.
Huh?
You look down at your hands, eyes still half closed. You find a shimmering silver head next to your hand.
His fingers are wrapped around yours, creating an aura of warmth, security and care. A graceful peace lingers on his face, a sense of tranquility and calmness radiating from his body. A gorgeous ring stays placed on his fourth finger, a plethora of shining diamonds precisely carved into the ring.
Fascinated by Jimin's ethereal aesthetics, you forget how you've been staring at him for quite some time now. Maybe so much, that it has caused him to wake up.
Jimin frowns a little, slightly irked by the sharp sunrays. He moves a little, repositioning himself into an upright posture from the hunch he was in.
His eyes open after Jimin applies a good amount of labor. He looks up at you gawking at him with a bovine look on your face.
Jimin blinks a few times, trying to comprehend the situation he is in.
You both stay in your respective positions for some time until a sudden realisation hits you.
Why is Jimin on the floor?
You flinch backwards, pulling your hand away from Jimin in a trice.
Jimin's sleepiness runs away at your abrupt movement. He stands up, ruffling his hair as his eyes fix themselves on you, seeking for an explanation of your sudden reposition.
It is when he notices a certain, discomfort and doubt on your face, he understands the situation. "Oh no no," He takes a step backwards, "I didn't do anything to you last night. I didn't touch you at all. You can check by looking under the blankets."
"It's not that; although I appreciate you not taking advantage of me." You assure him, "Why were you sleeping on the floor?" You throw a question at him.
