Intertwined: Two fates

64 - Yours

Seoul City Hospital Center.

Thanks to Jimin's beautiful singing, Jungkook slept through the night without any dreams.

Sunlight filtered in through the gaps of the blinds, one particular block falling right across his face and rousing him awake. After a deep slumber, he felt as if his brain had become a mess of sticky lump and his limbs the embodiment of unbendable steel for how stiff they were.

He slowly cracked his eyes open and... saw a sleeping angel right in front of him.

Jungkook promptly held his breath and kept himself still. If he recalled correctly, last night Jimin was hugging him while humming softly, yet some time during the night, he had burrowed his way into Jungkook's arms again and snuggled against Jungkook's side.

Jungkook's gaze was fixated on the omega's sleeping face, marveling at his soft and delicate features.

With each inhale Jimin took, his dense lashes would quiver like an exquisite black fan. His cheeks were fair and smooth, and his Plump lips were parted slightly. It was fascinating how gentle Jimin looked when he was sleeping.

Those sharp, penetrating eyes of his —— which could pierce deeply into someone's soul —— was currently absent, giving him an extremely angelic look. Very tender and adorable.

As always, Jimin was still curled up in his sleep —— a position which according to Jackson meant that the omega was extremely insecure deep inside. But then, Jungkook's heart melted when he saw that Jimin was curling toward him as if he was subconsciously seeking comfort and protection from his presence.

Jungkook's hand was already reaching out halfway when he forcibly halted it midair. His eyes rounded in surprise. This... This disobedient hand... how could it move on its own?!

No matter how soft and squishy Jimin's cheek looked, it was unethical of him to pinch him when he was asleep. No, he must not do that despite how tempting it sounded!

A battle swiftly ensued in Jungkook's mind. Two contrasting sides, each with their own virtue and lure, clashed with each other. Between 'Jimin is still sleeping. If you still have conscience then you shouldn't bother him' and 'one pinch, just one pinch and it will be enough. I swear I will do it gently',

Jungkook's scale was slowly tilting to the latter. Alas, his dilemma was cut off short when he abruptly sensed a gaze falling on him from behind.

Jungkook turned his head and saw that Yoongi was peering into the room through the glass panel. When he saw that Jungkook was awake, he gestured at himself and the door, asking silently, "May I come in?"

Jungkook had just wanted to nod when he recalled that the angel in his arms was still in a blissful sleep. Hence, he put his finger on his lips and then gestured that he would be the one to come out.

After receiving Yoongi's nod, he turned to Jimin again, gazed at him for two full seconds before carefully disentangling his arms from the omega, and vice versa. The most tricky problem was the tight grip Jimin had on the gown Jungkook was wearing. It was as if even in his sleep, he wanted to make sure that Jungkook would not leave his side...

Distressed, Jungkook pursed his lips and pried Jimin's hand off with a movement as careful as possible, but in the end he still roused the omega awake.

"Jungkook...?" Jimin murmured with his eyes barely opened by a crack, his voice was slightly raspy but mellow from drowsiness.

Jungkook's heart softened into a pool of rainbow puddle from how adorable he was. He slowly bent down to drop a loving kiss on Jimin's forehead. "I'm sorry for waking you up..." he whispered in a regretful tone. "It's okay, just go back to sleep. I will talk to Yoongi for a while."