Prophesied love is complicated. Even more so for two stubborn souls with the most unpredictable powers known to their world. It's fate though, so they'll definitely make it. Right?
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I wake up to an obnoxious sound blaring in my ears. Wanting it to stop immediately, I open my eyes to find the source of the sound and instead meet two beautiful big eyes staring back at me. I get lost in the little galaxies swirling around in them until he seems to be getting closer to me. I watch him as he hovers over me and extends an arm out to hit snooze on what I now know was his alarm. He remains there for a second keeping hold of my gaze until he takes his previous position and closes his eyes again.
"Go back to sleep." He mumbles into the pillow we both seem to be sharing.
The logical side of me is struggling to fight against the contentment running through my body. I can't afford to miss anymore classes, but all I wanna do is lie here. We don't even have to talk, I just want to let myself finally enjoy feeling happy without feeling guilty for it.
"We have class." I say quietly.
"And I have another alarm in five minutes. Sleep."
I reach a hand out to his that are curled up together in front of his chest. "Kook come on."
He keeps his eyes closed and huffs out a sigh, "You keep calling me that. Why do you keep calling me that?" He mumbles.
"Everyone calls you that. It's called a nickname." I chuckle.
"Yes but why you? Why do you call me that?"
"I dunno. I mean we're friends right? And that's what your friends call you."
He hums in response subtly rubbing a thumb against my hand currently loosely held in his. I lie watching him in peace. No thoughts enter my head as I look at him, instead I feel calm, a sense that I'm safe.
It's not long before his second alarm is ringing and I'm caught watching him. I reach my arm out for the alarm, but he swiftly grabs onto it lowering it slowly to the same place as my other hand. "Leave it." He grumbles.
"We're gonna be late." I chuckle at his stubbornness and try my best to wriggle free from his grasp until he starts to tickle me.
"You're such a child. Stop." I say in between laughs as he pulls my back towards him.
"Can you turn that damn alarm off?" Taehyung huffs as he storms into the room.
We both freeze our mouths laying open. "Tae...it's...it's not what it looks like." I find myself saying as I get out Jungkook's grasp and sit on the edge of the bed.
"I just..." he pauses sighing tiredly, "I just hope you know what you're doing."
As he walks back out the door, I find myself starting to think again. The silence was nice while it lasted.
"Grey?" Jungkook calls quietly from the comfort of the covers he's still under.
"I'm sorry...I shouldn't have stayed here last night." I fiddle with my fingers in my lap as I think back to what I said last night.
