"YAA MIN YOONGI!!" She shrieked.
An accident which was supposed to happen... didn't.
Two people who weren't supposed to... crossed each other's paths.
Was this magic? Time travel? A dream? Or simply a malfunction?
But more importantly, what does the...
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Lee Jiyoon
"Huh?"
I abruptly woke up from my deep dreamless sleep. My brain instantly running to search as to how and when did I reach my room. Only to find nothing... I had no recollection of last night. Something like this had never happened before. I was so busy trying to find my memories of last night that I failed to notice a pretty important detail until..
"Jiyoon-a. Are you awake?" I heard a soft knock on my door, and then the door slowly opened. "Have you seen Yoon-" Halmoni gasped loudly. The pot in her hand slipping to the ground clattering dramatically.
I suddenly became very aware of the heaviness of an arm on my waist, and my leg which was tangled with another. The warmth pressed on my back and something.. poking?
"Mmhhh~ my head hurts. Stop that noice." A deep raspy voice reverberated near my ear, generating a tickle in my stomach along with goosebumps on my skin. I slowly turned my head to the left, until my nose came in contact with the nose of the man laying besides me. Our breaths mingling. Is this what they call an Eskimo kiss? Ew Jiyoon! What the hell was I thinking first thing in the morning? Am I out of my mind? The first thought that should have come to my mind was how horribly his breath stank... and mine too.
His face was so close that I could see the pores on his skin. It was my first time looking at him so closely.
His usually tired eyes were closed,
his eyelashes covered his dark circles,
his skin wasn't as pale as I thought, it was rather tanned,
stubble growing above the lips and chin which looked like moss,
and his plump lips were chapped.
All that hard work talking a toll on his youthful face.
Min Yoongi slowly fluttered his eyes open. And I witnessed an array of emotions on his sleepy face- first was surprise, which was quickly overtaken by a dreamy smile, soon to be replaced by confusion then shock then..
"W-w-w-w-what the fuck!" He pushed me away so hard that I rolled to the edge of the room.
Pushing myself up with my palms, I huffed to clear my vision blocked by my hair. Okay! I was fully awake now. I quickly analysed the situation at hand. Thankfully, I was fully clothed. But how did we end up like this? I hate that I can't remember a single thing. I hope I didn't talk about something I was not supposed to. And even if I did, does he remember any of it? I guess I'd have to find out.
