Min Yoongi is a cold and rude person who is forced to marry Park Jimin, a strict and disciplined professor. Jimin wants to help Yoongi become a better person, but will their marriage really work?
"Yes, I'm mannerless. Want to teach me, Professor Pa...
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DAY-2
In the morning Namjoon woke up, feeling something heavy on his chest, he tried to open his eyes, rubbing his fingers on his eyes, trying to get good sight, as he was seeing blurry, the remnants of sleep still lingering.
As he finally got a sight, what can be said, the most beautiful sight for him, his love, the person he loves most, laying his head on his chest, their hearts beating together, what can be better morning than this?
Namjoon smiled showing his dimples perfectly, he softly brushed his fingers from Jin's hair, making the elder come out from his deep slumber.
"Umm.. let me sleep," Jin said, and Namjoon chuckled hearing this from the elder's mouth as the elder pouted in sleep, his face scrunched up in an adorable expression.
"Hyung.. get up," Namjoon said in the most soft voice, making Jin raise his face, his messy purple color hairs falling on his forehead, framing his handsome features.
"Looking beautiful," unknowingly these words came from Namjoon's mouth as he felt himself totally lost in the beauty, his eyes locking onto Jin's captivating gaze.
Jin's hands were on Namjoon's chest and they were still lying, their bodies warm and snug, the distance between them minimal. Jin looked at Namjoon; their faces inches away, the air thick with tension, their breath mingling. Unknowingly Namjoon leaned; his hand went on Jin's cheek, tracing the contours of his face.
Their big noses touched with each other and both laughed, the sound filling the room with warmth.
"I love you Hyung.. thank you for giving me a chance," it was Namjoon, whose words came like whispers.
"Well.. let me decide that, when to forgive," Jin teased, making Namjoon laugh, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
Namjoon again leaned, this time he almost decided to capture Jin's plump lips, for the first time as he always imagined how those lips will look with his, soft and inviting. He was about to capture Jin's lips but Jin pushed him, and laughed.
"Not this early Mr. Kim," Jin smirked, getting up, his movements fluid. Namjoon annoyingly laid there, his arms stretched above his head.
"Get up now," Jin ordered, crossing his arms, his eyes glinting with authority.
"NO!!" Namjoon said and Jin laughed.
"You look cute when you are pissed," Jin said, his voice filled with affection.
"Whatever," Namjoon muttered.
"Is this big boy is sulking because he wanted to kiss?" Jin asked. Namjoon nodded.
"But you have to wait, maybe for some days, some months, or some years, who knows?" Jin said.
