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"I hope you find a way to be yourself someday, In weakness or in strength, Change can be amazing. So I pray for the best, I pray for the best for you. I wish you could be honest, I wish you could be honest with me, with me" - The Neighbourhood, Honest
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I woke up, golden light pouring into my eyes, making me shut my eyes gently and yawn as I burrowed myself in the silky black sheets. The movement causing the arm that was wrapped around my waist to fall off of me. As I savored the amber like scent, the man next to me groaned softly, making me giggle quietly.
Cute.
He laid beside me beautifully as always, hit by sunlight where he belonged.
Jimin, my sunshine, my happily ever after, my everything.
Curled up in the sheets, I could smell the curl of the hair on the back of his neck. The moon phase tattoo looking absolutely elegant. Butterflies attacked me, a fury of tickles in my stomach. Cheeks slowly turning pink from blushing. A wide grin spread across my face as I silently admired the man I loved more than anything.
Ebony hair messy, falling down his face like tiny bells. Lips pouty like a baby chicks, eyes puffy, looking softer than ever. Nose tiny and pink, a soft but warm breath poured out of his slightly parted mouth.
I couldn't help but lean forward and plant a small kiss on his swollen cheek in the most gentle manner to not wake him up.
It was impossible to get used to it. Used to the feeling of waking up next to him so close. Used to the feeling of seeing him in his most peaceful, innocent and vulnerable state. It felt like magic, like all happiness in the world was gathered inside me.
The moments of the night before flashed in my mind and I giggled once again, planting another soft kiss onto my sleeping beauty's cheek. Even though I just wanted to enjoy the moment there next to him, I couldn't help but think about the reason why he had been acting so strange lately.
We did sort things out and everything was going perfectly, but the questions still remained and I wasn't going to give up easily. It was impossible.
I tried to slink out of the bed slowly, eyes not leaving his form, carefully moving further and further. I knew that he would wake up with even the tiniest sound. Jimin was a light sleeper and I had to be careful.
Everything was going amazingly until I felt his tight grip, stopping me from moving further.
