Love At First Kick

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RIN POV

'Morning, beautiful.' Jimin was leaving tiny kisses all over my shoulder, holding me gently pressed to himself

'Mmm... morning.' I nuzzled even closer to him, feeling a smile creep up on my face

'What are you smiling about?' He asks, still planting kisses on me

'I was just thinking about last night.'

'Oh, you remember it this time?' He teases

'That's just rude.' I joke back. 'But yes. I do remember.'

'So you know what you're like when you're drunk?' He teases again

'I have no idea what you're talking about.' I definitely do. I'm just gonna lie. Even though I know he knows that I'm pretending

'Should I remind you?' He teases, leaning into my ear. 'Jiminshi, more, mooore. Don't stop.' He was imitating me in the girliest voice he could muster

'Okay, okay! I get it!' I hide my burning face in my hands

He was loving this little teasing session, giggling all to himself.
'I might tease, but I'm not complaining in the slightest. I loved every moment.' He laid off the teasing, snuggling to me

*bzzzzz bzzzzz*
His phone went off, scaring both of us a bit

'Almost had a heart attack there.' He mumble but grabs his phone from his nightstand. 'Same number.' He mumbles again but decided to answer. He was supposed to do that yesterday, but we were too busy celebrating.

'Hello, Jimin speaking.'
'Yes, that's me.' He answered a bit more seriously, sitting up
'Yes.'
'Sorry, could you repeat that, please?' He grimaced, as if he's not believing to whatever he's listening to
'I don't want it.'
'Give it away.'

He sighed as deeply as you possibly could, his entire chest rising up and down.

'Alright. When and where?'
'Thank you. See you then.'

He hung up and stared at his phone for a few moments before scoffing.
'Unbelievable.'

'What's wrong?' I ask

'That... person... left me everything he owned, along with some note. Apparently, it took a few months to sort out the legal side before they could contact me.'

'I mean, it kind of makes sense. You are an only child.' I mumble

'I told them I don't want it, but apparently, I can't give it away just like that, so I need to have a meeting with them tomorrow to sort it out.' He sighs

'What are you going to do?'

'I... have no idea. But I don't want anything from that man. He didn't give me anything when he was alive, so I sure as hell won't take a penny off of him now that he's dead.' He said it with pure disgust in his voice

'Hey, it will be okay.' I hugged his arm, leaning my head on his shoulder. 'You don't have to keep a thing. Sell it. Donate it. Give it away to someone. You can do whatever you want.'

'You're right. I don't even know why I'm stressing over nothing.' He sighed again. 'Even dead he won't leave me alone.'

'Let's forget about that for now. How about we go shower instead? And then we can have some breakfast.' I smile at him

'Yep. All forgotten.' He threw himself on me, pinning me down to bed, kissing me all over my face

Honestly, such an idiot.

We ended up going to shower and making some breakfast. I wasn't particularly hungry, probably from all the drinking last night, but at least neither one of us has hangovers. That's more than I can ask for.