MERCENARY 3: Descent into Madness |BTS JIMIN FF|

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I fluttered open my eyes after the sunlight kept beaming at my face and I couldn't ignore it any longer. And I wanted to.

I was comfortable. Warm. I hadn't slept so well in months. And the reason why was wrapped around me.

Arms shielding me, keeping me safe as he promised he would. His scent, the one I missed to death, was once again the most comforting one. The one I always saught in the times of need.

Deep, soft breaths were a clear sign that he was asleep. Deep sleep, yet he's holding onto me like he's awake. Legs tangled under the covers in a familiar, yet almost forgotten way, although he never changed out of his trousers. The warmth of his body fused with my own, and his lips almost burning through my skin where they're leaned on my forehead.

If I close my eyes, I can imagine that none of it ever happened.
If I close my eyes, I can imagine that we never left this bed that cursed day, and that we're only now waking up.
I can imagine that we never went our separate ways. That I didn't get taken. That I didn't die in his arms, and that he didn't die with me. I can imagine that I was never locked away, and that he never suffered through losing me the way he did.
I can imagine that it's all a horrible, disguting, twisted nightmare and that I was in his arms this entire time. In the arms of the man who would take on the world to protect me.

'I love you.' I whispered the words to my sleeping angel, clinging closer to him without moving too much

I don't want to wake him up. I've already given him endless sleepless nights, either by being gone or simply sending him out of our room. And all of that ended last night. Today, we're starting over. No lines. No hiding. No harbouring thoughts and pain. Today, I'm going to start pushing myself for him. For us.

When he wakes up.

I kept myself snuggled in his arms, leaving small kisses on his throat, just gentle enough for him not to feel it. But after a while, he started stirring. His breathing became lighter and he kept moving just a tiny bit, and then stopped.

His heart went insane under my palm and he moved slightly back as if to make sure that I'm really in bed with him.

'Rain.' He murmured my name in that deep, morning voice. One I didn't think I'd hear for a long time. One which made my heart race each and every time I heard it.

'Good morning, baby.' I smiled at him, and he nearly rolled over on top of me to hug me again

'Rain, you are here.' Murmuring, he hurriedly left kisses on my face like I'm going to vanish. 'My baby.'

He pulled away, touching my face all over as if he's seeing me for the first time. Those sleepy eyes wide open, plump lips slightly parted as he takes me in.

'Hey.' I kept the smile, gliding my hand over the back of his to keep him close. 'Sleep well?'

'The best. Have you-'

'Even better. Not a single bad dream.' I beam, watching his own smile grow. 'But, Mr.Park?'

He raised his eyebrow and angled his head a little at a nickname I rarely used.

'You haven't kissed me for good morning yet. It's kind of rude if I'm honest.'

'Apologies, Misses Park.' A smirk grew on his face as he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine.

Instinctively, my fingers tangled through his hair, and I pulled him closer, making his body press against mine.

He groaned lowly, and the kiss became deeper as his tongue lashed out against mine, his own fingers dragging through my hair.