7

5K 222 16
                                    

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.



                        𓂃⋆ KIM TAEHYUNG ⋆𓂃

My eyes fluttered opened and the first thing I realised was that this idiot's face was buried in my neck, half of his body resting over mine and his arm wrapped around my waist securely as if he was afraid I would run away somewhere.

Seriously? He is freaking cuddling with me.And he was heavy. I don't know how I managed to sleep through all this. His weight was suffocating me.I tapped his back.

Th: Jungkook

When he didn't respond, I shook his shoulder.

Th: Wake up, Jungkook

Ugh. He sleeps like a dead person.

I grabbed his arm which was around my waist and removed it but my attention was diverted when I saw the bracelet he was wearing. He always wears a bracelet in his right hand.

But when I focused, I realised it was the bracelet that I gave him on hic birthday. Yup, I gifted him that but I never expected him to keep wearing it and I never noticed either.

[Flashback]

It was his 23th birthday, two months before my birthday. He is not a party person and every year his birthday celebration consists of Siblings baking him a cake and him celebrating it with his family, his best friend and my family.

I spent a lot of time wondering what to gift him and at the last moment I decided on this. Everyone was showering him with different and lots of gifts while mine was just simple and for the first time in my life, I was anxious about whether he would like this or not.my brother had spilled some wine on my dress and giving her a glare, I went to the kitchen to clean it with some water.

As I was done cleaning, that's when Jungkook entered inside with a glass of whiskey in his hand and leaned his shoulder against the doorframe.

Jk: No gifts for me, baby?

His gift was currently in my handbag so I acted as if I didn't bring him anything. I shrugged.

Th: I didn't know what to gift you.

His eyes twinkled with mischievousness and he pushed himself off the doorframe and walked to me.

Jk: You could have just asked me.

Th: Really? And if I had asked you, what would have been your answer?

He placed the glass on the countertop behind me and leaning closer, his placed his palm on the kitchen cupboard above me.

Jk: Hmm...a kiss would suffice.

Of course. How could I had expected him to give me a normal answer?

Th: Your face is begging to be punched instead, idiot.

𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑  ᴛᴋWhere stories live. Discover now