In Love With The Cursed

Chapter 8

Sweet grass flooded my nose as I slowly began to wake up, a small smile crawling its way on to my face as I felt Taehyung's grasp around me. I felt him hum as I began moving around, slowly waking him up from his slumber as well.

"I have to pee." I whispered, trying to wiggle my way out of his arms. He let out a heavy sigh, dramatically swinging his arms open to let me out.

"Abracadabra." He mumbled, clearly still half asleep as I squirmed out. A soft giggle escaped my lips as I got out of bed, looking over at the silly mate of mine who had instantly fallen asleep again. Luckily I already knew where the bathroom was and I was quick to do my business and head out.

I remember Jin taking me home last night and making me change in to comfortable clothes before sending me off to bed. It was all I remembered before crawling in to bed and falling asleep. I didn't even know how long I had been asleep for, but I knew I felt a lot better compared to what I had felt like last night.

Walking in to the kitchen I put on the kettle, readying up a good cup of tea for myself.

"Good morning." I jumped at the voice, turning around to see Jimin walking in sleepily with his bed hair. I smiled warmly, pulling out another cup to make him some coffee. Before I even had the chance to do so I had been lifted off my feet and placed on the counter, Jimin tapping my thigh twice before taking over where I left off.

"I could have made it." I mumbled, watching as he whipped up two mugs of hot beverages. He glanced at me through the side of his eye, shaking his head.

"Yeah, but I wanted to so suck it up." He teased, a smirk tugging its way on to his lips as he finished off my tea and placed it next to me. Muttering a small thank you, a smile quickly made its way across my face when he stepped in between my legs, wrapping his arms around my waist and snuggling his head in to the crook of my neck.

My arms instantly wrapped around his shoulders, his warm vanilla scent comforting me along with his embrace. Whenever any of my mates were around me I felt out of this world, like nothing could stop me nothing could rid me.

I felt perfect.

"Why didn't you tell us you were struggling?" Jimin asked, his words coming out more mumble than anything as he snuggled further in to my neck. I sighed, laying my cheek against the top of his head.

"I wasn't struggling, just got a tiny bit overwhelmed is-"

"Mira, dont try bullshit me." Jimin let out curtly, knowing for a fact I'd try make it seem less than what is actually was.

"It was nothing." I shrugged, grumbling when he pulled away to look at me. His stare was intense, almost intimidating to say the least.

"It is everything to us, you are everything to us." Jimin let out, his gaze softening as he continued to stare at me. I felt my mouth open and close multiple times, words wanting to come out yet I didn't know what the words were, I had no words.

What he had said made my breath catch in my throat, my heart pound against my chest and my stomach do so many somersaults I almost felt nauseous from it. It had been the sweetest thing anyone had ever said, but I knew this wasn't just some sweet compliment.

"If you are struggling, come to us. Let us help you, let us in, do not hurt yourself this way." Jimin whispered the last part, looking down in sadness. I felt my heart break at the sight, not realizing that my actions to affect my mates.

It wasn't fair of them to see me like that last night, to know I struggled but didn't reach out. I would hate if that were me that had to see them like that, I would hate to see them struggling so much and not reaching out for a little help, a little support.