"You're naked?" He nods....
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"And, y-you came from the sky?" He nods again.
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You stand up putting a hand against your forehead. "This must be a dream".
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He then raise his hand and points at you... "Me?"
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"I came for you."
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"RISE AND SHINE!"
You groan as the covers get ripped away from your body, exposing you to the cold air. "Hoseok, just a minute longer," you whine, swiping for the blanket mindlessly.
"We must prepare for the nado straight away!" He exaggerates his words which makes you giggle, but you lay still in bed. "Y/N get up~"
Groaning one last final time, you sit up. "FINE! We are leaving once I get ready." you enunciate the 'I and force your legs off the bed. "And wake up Jimin please," you add before moving to the bathroom.
Today is the day. The day you've all been waiting for. Catnado is finally premiering and you're going to see it!!!
You pull your hair back as per usual, leaving out your bangs, and tie a simple black ribbon around the back. You do your usual morning routine in peace until the bathroom door swings open with no warning.
"Oh, morning Chim," you casually say while brushing your teeth. He tiredly rubs his eyes with one hand while the other closes the door behind him. You bend over the sink you're in front of to spit out the mound of foam the toothpaste formed in your mouth.
"I'm almost done then you can- AHH!" You quickly stop Jimin from pulling down his already loose pants even further than he already has. "What in the world are you doing?"
He points to the toilet, "Potty."
Potty? How in the world does he know that and not regular words?
Not bothering to question him about it, you slap away his hands that are underneath the elastic of his shorts. "I said I'm almost done. Now wait patiently."
"No," he says, eyes half-closed.
"Excuse me?" you say, folding your arms. "Out," you point to the bathroom door behind you.
Instead of moving, he takes your hand that's in the air and points it toward you. "Get out," he repeats, but to you.
"What?! No! I was here first, now shoo," you take your hand back and persistently point to the door.
He shakes his head back and forth. "I have to go pee." His face is emotionless and he looks more tired than ever.
"Why do you look so tired?" Completely changing the subject, you move closer to inspect the large circles underneath his eyes.
Brushing your hands away from his face, he turns to face the toilet and goes to grab at his pants again.
"Hey, stop ignoring me!" You pull his arm up and force him to face you again. "What's wrong?"
Saying nothing, his eyes travel to his wrist that you have a hold of and yours follow his. You move your fingers away to reveal your name on his porcelain skin. You'd almost forgotten about that. The first time you met him he showed you it.
