Love At First Kick

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I'm slowly waking up to a bright light hitting my face. I didn't want to open my eyes just yet. I was very comfy and warm. I wanted to cosy up on my pillow a little bit more, but I couldn't move.
I slowly bat open my eyes, realizing that I'm not even home. This wasn't my room.
I open my eyes more, seeing Jimin sleeping soundly, with me laying on his chest. Oh, right, I fell asleep on him last night.
He still had his arm safely around me. I didn't move an inch. I must have been more tired than I thought.

I look at Jimin sleeping, and my stomach does about a hundred flips. He looks like an angel when he's sleeping. His hair is messy, but somehow still looks good. His perfect lips are lightly parted as he's laying on his back. He is snoring very quietly. The little light that falls through the curtains is falling right across his cheek, glowing on his perfect skin. I think it should be illegal to look this perfect doing absolutely nothing.

I don't care about college right now. I just wanna stay with him. I lay my head back down on him, hugging him, but not too tight so I don't wake him up. He is tired as well. I was being all peaceful, remembering last night. Then it hit me.

I told him I'm in love with him.

My dumb brain, plus exhaustion, equals bad decisions. Actually, I don't care. He is not stupid. I'm sure he picked up on it without me telling him that. There is no point hiding it.

I had a new heart attack hearing someone knock on his door. Crap, it's probably his mom. I will just pretend I'm asleep and won't move a muscle. I lay down, closing my eyes, hugging him around the waist as I did so far. There is no time to move now.

I heard the door open. 'Jimin? Jimin, honey, are you-'

Poor woman must have been in shock as she stopped talking. She just backed out slowly, closing the door behind her. This is gonna be a walk of shame. Shit.

'She knows about you, don't worry.' He says quietly, startling me. He was smiling, but his eyes were still closed. His voice is really deep, kinda hoarse. Even his morning voice is sexy.

'You were awake?' I ask him, surprised. I thought he was sleeping

'I just woke up about 2 minutes ago. I felt you moving about. I figured you'd play dead when you heard the knock so I went with it.' He explains, hugging me with both arms, kissing the top of my head. 'Good morning.' he adds after everything

'Good morning.' I squeeze him lightly. 'Also, what do you mean she knows about me?'

'We were talking the other week and she asked if I made any friends and if the people at the gym are nice and all that. Just how's it going chat. After I mentioned you a few times, she asked about you. So I told her the truth. I told her I met someone and that I really like her.' He smiles again

'Oh. Okay.' I nod

'Are you okay with that?' He asks

'With you liking me, or with you telling your mom?' I joke

'Both.'

'Did you think I'll tell you I'm in love with you, and then pretend I didn't say it?' I ask, looking up at him, smiling

He looks at me, smiling even more 'I don't get you. You get flustered when I hold your hand, but you have no problem telling me this. Just..How?' He laughs

'I wish I could explain. It's just how it is. If you're not okay with it, I'll take it back.' I tease

'Don't, please.' He rolls towards me, pulling me really close to his chest, hugging me. 'I was going to say the same thing to you last night, but I was too anxious, so I said I like you.' He sighs