The Star Prince || PJM

25.Return of the Complication.

The sun peeked through the white clouds, smiling brightly, distributing every shine of it to the city, covering it with the hues of golden light, shining, kissing the clouds. It was a brand new day, the streets already busy, birds chirping on their way, shop keepers settling their shop, dusting away the dirt gathered around.

The restaurant near turning the flap letting the passerby know that it is opened. Kim Seokjin, the owner of the restaurant, Jin King restaurant, smiled, opening the door and taking fresh air, looking around the surrounding, blessed to see another day, bright and beautiful. The weather was indeed amazing.

However his eyes caught the bulk man who strided towards the apartment building which was just opposite of his restaurant. He smiled brightly recognising the man in a snap.

"Hey Namjoon! You're back!" And so he called out, making the man snap his head back to him who waved cheerfully, however Jin frowned when Namjoon rushed in the building as if he saw a ghost. Jin tilted his head, finding it strange of the man who always use to stop by his restaurant and talk with him.

"Strange..." The man knew he shouldn't be concerned but it didn't felt right of Namjoon to behave like that with him. Sighing small he re-entered his restaurant, shooking his head and starting his business without any further thoughts.

Here you furrowed your brows, the sun peeking through the curtains, it's harsh ray slapping right across your face, slowly bringing you out of your slumber as you opened your eyes sighing small, when your eyes met with the ceiling, painted with birds, finding it familiar, reminding you that you're still here in Jimin's house.

However when your brain had switched on every function, you felt someones presence besides you, a hand snaked around your waist, face snuggling in your neck, giving you instant goosebumps and your bones a paralysis, freezing you there itself, your eyes opening more and every tiredness was drained off, pulse pumping near your neck, heart about to come out.

You knew who was it besides you, hugging you.

The thought of it made you shiver out, feeling a storm forming inside your guts, taking away your breath. And flashbacks from the last night came crashing down to you like some thunder, striking through your mind as you closed your eyes, cringing hard clenching your fist, surpassing yourself to not let out a loud scream. You covered your face with the blanket, kicking your legs like a mad women, having tears in your eyes, not believing that you were the same person from last night.

Damn damn!!! Whyyy?! Why me?!

You whined internally wanting to die. Your movements came to an abrupt halt when you felt the body besides moving, freezing you further at how his hand went up your waist, lifting your top in the process, his hand resting above your ribs, just below your breast and your breathing hitched completely, chest heaving harshly, thoughts running wild inside your brain, tangling together, making a chaos inside, unable to think of anything.

When you thought he can't do anything else in his sleep, you were wrong when you found him lifting his head and resting it on your chest, pulling you close to him, also knocking out your chin from his head making you hiss as you were at the edge to not pull his hairs and send him back to his world from where he came from.

There you laid, having the golden haired boy's head resting on your chest, legs tangled with yours, snuggling without any worries while there your body was a mess, heart thumping so loud that it scared you if he was able to hear right in his ears. Your body was once again under him, this time him sleeping, having no idea what was he doing.

Please give me patience to not kill this person, don't let me dirty my hands because I seriously don't want an article of me murdering him the next day on the news paper!