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chapter 45 | Heartbeat

— Next day —

Tuesday, March 15th, 2022.

5 am.

I leave the bathroom after taking a shower and brushing my teeth, but I make my way back to the bed. My legs are painful, and each step I take feels wobbly.

Loving this pain, I do not complain but think about what caused this for the hundredth time since I woke up. I still cannot believe this happened, it feels like a dream.

I drop my eyes on Jungkook, who is still sleeping, and walk up towards him. Without expecting it, his eyes open as I was gazing at him. The first thing he does is smile at me. "Good morning," I do not think about leaving the room anymore, a broad smile forms on my face, and I crawl up to him on the bed to press a kiss on his lips. "Good morning," his husky voice shivers me, and he smiles but has a hard time opening his sleepy eyes.

"You're tired, aren't you?" I slide under the blanket but remember that he is naked, and I hug him. "A little," he rubs his hand over his face and chuckles, keeping his eyes close for a few more seconds. "You still have one hour left to sleep," I try to find a way to comfort his sleepiness, and he wraps his strong arms around me. "Hm," he rests his head on mine, and he holds me tight. "I don't want to."

"But you're going to be too tired to focus at work," I worry about him but feel his hands rub my back. "I'm fine. I'd rather cuddle you. Especially this morning. I need it more than on any other day."

I smile, my face resting on his chest and feeling his heartbeat. We both remain silent after these fond words, and he caresses my back, breathing in a soothing manner, giving to me what I always thought to be unreal with a man after such a meaningful night.

I thought this could only happen in fiction or movies, but I guess I was wrong, and I am happy that I was because this is the best feeling ever.

"Did you get enough sleep?" he softly asks but clears his throat, speaking with difficulty because of the hoarseness in his voice. "No, I'd need a whole day of sleep, if not more to fully recover from last night," my answer gets him to laugh. "I'm sorry for causing this."

"Don't be...I don't mind," I smile and do no feel scared to say it. "Oh, really?" he lowers his chin and makes us both look at each other, and I lay my eyes on his gorgeous features. "Yes, really."

He chuckles and brings one hand up to my face, his eyes staring into mine. He does not say a single more thing but strokes my cheek with his thumb, gazing at me with love and fondness.

That is when he looks at me like that, that I realize how lucky and happy I am. I love him so much.

"I didn't hurt you, right?" this question gets asked again as if my answer last night was not reliable. I shake my head. "You didn't. Don't worry, I loved it a lot. You made me feel good like never I did before."

Those words put a smile on his face, and I kiss his lips again, craving for them and the softness they bring to me. "I realized afterward how rough I was at the end, so I was worried."

"Be rough again next time, please," I whisper, not owning the words I said. His expression does not express any shock but rather good surprise. "You're dirtier than I thought."

"I just hide it well," I feel bashful about the sentences that keep on escaping my mouth with no restraint. "You do, but I don't want you to hide it when we're in bed," his reply calms me down in a quick second, making me wonder how dominant and rough he can be during sex. I love him to be in full charge, so I would like to see him when he does not hold back at all.