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Your fingers were typing for his texts. You reply to him quickly while he takes time to do it but he doesn't leave it on seen. He would give you his answer in the middle of his work. He would be in the kitchen, or doing the laundry, he replies.
"What are you doing now?" you texted him. "I'm making your favourite dumplings." He smiled while texting you back. "Then you should've called me" he got his text back but not on the phone. He instantly turned around only to see you inside the kitchen.
"You scared me." He said, chuckling at you. "As you should, you went on a date with my dumplings without me." You uttered, walking towards him. "As if you are not going to eat it all by yourself." He turned back to the stove.
"But still. I should be here." You jumped on the countertop, folding your legs, sitting comfortably as you could. Even if he doesn't turn around, he knows you were behind him. You palmed your face, looking at the delicious ever dumplings in the making.
Your eyes turned to Jimin, who was preparing it. His side profile was all you could see but it was just like an unveiled art from a museum. He was an art, no doubt about that. Slowly you were drowning inside him.
"I will make it spicy this time" he turned to you, while you came back to your senses. He noticed how you were whipped for him, he knows. He bit his lip, holding back his smugly smile. "Sure," you said, trying to look at the dumplings.
"Go to your room. I will bring you these." He said as a smile didn't leave his pretty lips. "No. I'm not going to listen to you. I'm not a puppet." You said, shaking your head as a no. He turned back at you, holding a spatula in his hand. "You are going overboard. Since you have no fever now, that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want."
"Aish." You whined, getting off the counter, he felt his drop heart. He instantly turned around, only to crash your body against his. You stood there, freezing in your place, already feeling his hot breath on your face. You raised your eyes, only to see his soul-stirring stares at you.
"Where you going?" he questioned, while your eyebrows arched up, wasn't he the one who asked you to go? "I – You - to my room. You told me." You stuttered, lips trembling at how close you both were. "Oh- yeah." He stuttered back, thinking how could he ask you to stay for a while.
"Don't y-you wanna taste it?" he uttered, and you shook your head as a no slowly. "I-I need to go, bring it back later," you said, trying to leave the place. But you were stopped on your track when he held your wrist. You turned back with your wide eyes, he left your hand immediately. How cutely he got terrified with your look. "I'm s-sorry," he said, turning back to the stove.
You bit your lower lip, seeing him resuming his cooking, but you can see how nervous he was. Tiptoeing quickly towards him, you held the side of his face and pecked on his cheek. He froze and turned to look at you, but you were already running towards your room. He could hear how badly his heart was pounding under the ribs. He looked around quickly if anyone has seen both of you. But fortunately, there was no one, making him sigh heavily.
After a few seconds of realization, he came back to his cooking. His lips slowly curved into a big smile. A smile that can't be explained in any language, happiness that can't be described in any words. He shook his head in disbelief.
He received a text again. He checked it, while the other hand was still cooking. "Come soon." he read the text. He smiled and slipped the phone back into his pocket as the food was almost ready. After taking all the cutleries and food, he marched towards your room. The door was already open for him, you were sitting on the bed, staring at him.
"Lock the door and come. Let's watch a movie," you said, turning on the Netflix, while he smiled staring at the screen. You both sat on the bed, facing the television, having the most delicious dumplings ever. You were laughing, beating his thighs whenever you could, while he whined, rubbing his skin. "YN-" his whining voice was so cute, so you just purposely beat the shit out of him.
Whenever he was next to you, you don't know how time flies so fast. You sighed when the movie ended. You turned back to look at him while he was picking up the tray and glasses. You can't stop him but you badly wanted. You wanted to make him sit and others do his job.
"Call me if you need anything." he smiled, walking out of your room. That's all he would say. He stepped out, locking the room. You wanted to back hug him and make him stay back.
You sighed and went back to sleep. You couldn't but you did eventually.
You hated it when the same dream appears again. But this never gonna leave you.
You were again running inside the woods, as someone was chasing you. You could only the wet leaves sound whenever you step on it. Your shoes were covered in mud, your legs were trembling. You were turning back from time to time, and all you could see was a shadow following you. You don't know who it was. It was all pitch dark. It was all covered with trees.
And again you saw a light from afar. You breathed out heavily, as you were fastly running towards it. "Help-" before you could scream, someone pulled your ankle, making you fall to the ground.
You hugged your pillow tightly, trembling in your sleep. You didn't open your eyes, you couldn't. It was like you can't even control your body. You felt like you can't even open your damn eyes and know that you are in your damn bedroom and not in some forest. You were trying to scream for help, but nothing comes out of your throat. You felt like you would right then and there.
"Hey. it's okay. I'm here" you heard a worried voice. You don't know if you could open your eyes. The pillow that you were hugging was gone. Instead, you felt two protective arms around you. Hands were rubbing your back to calm you down. Fingers were ruffling your hair. Voice was echoing in your ears.
"It's okay, it's okay. Just hold me" as the voice said, you hugged back. "Yeah. You will be alright." the golden voice was still sounding so calm inside your ears. That's when you slowly opened your eyes and looked at Jimin who was so close to your face. He was just inches away, you could feel his burning skin and his breath was giving you the warmth you needed.
As soon as you saw him, you hugged him tighter. You laid on his chest, sobbing on him. "I-I thought I would die," you said, sobbing like a child, while he was patting your back. "Please don't say that. You will be fine," he said, his lips pecking your head lightly. "No- Jimin. It- It was so dark. I-I don't know." you were shaking in his arms, making you hug him tight.
"Shh. Don't say anything. Just close your eyes and sleep. It's past 1 AM." his husky voice rang inside your ears. "Don't go-" you said, clutching his shirt, while he hummed, and stayed right there. You don't know if you can speak further. You don't know why did he come here. You don't wanna know anything when he was right next to you.
You closed your eyes and dozed into your sleep in his arms. He gulped before pecking your head again. He stayed there, he didn't leave you all night. A sting of pain broke his heart when he saw you shaking in your sleep. He doesn't know how to express how he felt. He wanted you to feel safe. He wanted you to be okay. His fingers didn't stop ruffling your hair.
