HIS DOMINANT LOVE ✓[P.JM]

T H I R T Y - F O U R

At about eleven in the morning, a beep from my phone woke me up. As I tried to pick my cell, a strong pair of arms grabbed me.

Jimin's head rested on my chest while his arms were around my waist making it impossible for me to move.

Under the dim morning light, his nose line was intensified forming an elegant shadow. His expressions were still and calm.

I found myself wearing the black silk shirt which Jimin had worn yesterday.

I love how he takes care of me after we sleep together because I'm always on the verge of fainting with pleasure and fall asleep first.

I stared at his face for a long time thinking about those days where I thought he was a beast while the person who he is now, I'm falling for him.

I caressed his hair moving my body a little away from him. A simple touch from me made him grab my waist tighter as he inhaled sharply and pulled me closer to his body.

"Jimin," I called out slowly trying to wake him up.

"Hm," he answered in his deep morning voice making me grin.

"Weren't we supposed to go to Korea? When is the flight?" I asked.

After a long pause with his eyes still closed he asked, "What time is it?"

"Eleven," I answered.

"We already missed the flight," he said with the corner of his lips slightly arched as if he was smiling.

"What?" I asked widening my eyes and tried to get away from his grip panicking.

"Why didn't you tell me the timings?" I asked.

"It's alright Ara," he said casually.

"The money spent on the tickets will get wasted and-," he didn't let me complete but quickly pulled me closer and pressed his lips on mine gently.

His dazzling features unexpectedly contained a hint of affection.

I calmed down as my heart started to beat faster the minute his lips met mine.

He pulled away, still cupping my face with his hand and didn't move but stared into my eyes for a while and said, "We'll take the next flight, until then, I want to sleep."

I gulped and lowered my gaze to bite on my lip.

"Okay," I answered in a low voice, almost a whisper.

His eyes were still focused on my face which was making me nervous.

I couldn't help but gently lift my eyelids to look up at his face which was just a few inches away from me.

He raised his hand to cup my face, his thumb lining my lip as his fingers were stroking my cheek making me melt.

I suddenly thought back to the look he had given me the day I slapped him instead of letting him explain himself even once.

"I'm sorry," I said staring elsewhere.

"Why are you saying that?" He said with his eyes carrying a sign of worry in them. He placed his index finger on my chin and made me look at him.

"I should have listened to you instead of coming here," I said in a low tone.

He quickly pulled me below his large bulky body and hovered over making me flinch.

"You did make a mistake of running away," he said tightening his brows.

I stayed in the same position, amazed by his actions.