Eat on time, Do not keep playing video games all night, take proper sleep and take care of yourself," Y/n said.
" Babe you are there to take care of me, when Y/n is there, why do I have to fear" Jungkook retorted with a cute wink
Y/n smiled at him...
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"My pretty baby! My lovely Baby! My cute baby!"
"Look at your button nose! Why are you so adorable?"
"Why do you have to be this beautiful ..I just can't keep my eyes off you."
I'm not exactly sure what was happening, but it felt so wonderful. I could feel a smile forming on my face. I've always longed to be cared for, to be cherished by that special someone-my one. You know the kind of love where, all day, you're that strong, independent boss, but with that person, your inner child comes to life. I once had a man who made me feel that way. Had being the keyword.
I could feel my smile fade as the bitter realization settled in: had would never become have, and maybe it shouldn't-but the thought still saddened me. I tried to open my eyes, but my eyelids felt too heavy. No, scratch that-my whole head felt heavy, almost as if it might fall off. Yet, a soft ray of warmth seeped into my right palm, soothing me. When did these rock-hard pillows start feeling this good?
What?
Panic set in-did someone break into my house? I forced my eyes open, only to be greeted by the beautiful morning face of the person I somehow cherish the most. Wait, what is he doing here? I was lying on the bed, and he was sitting on the floor beside me, gently holding my right hand. His head rested on the bed, and it hit me-he must have slept like that all night.
That couldn't have been comfortable. The bed was small by his standards, but he could've easily squeezed in. Did he stay on the floor just to make sure I wasn't uncomfortable? My heart fluttered at the thought, even though I tried to brush it off. Yeah, Y/N, so much for being aloof around him-stop getting impressed by his bare minimum gestures, seriously.
But wait... how did we both end up in my room? And why was he here? Oh my god-why can't I remember anything? How...?
I tried to wiggle my hand free, but this muscle-bound pig only snuggled into it tighter. Frustrated, I swatted my hand, waking him up. He groaned in that groggy morning voice of his.
"What is it, Princess? It's 6 a.m.... come on, let's sleep."
Before I could protest, he took both my hands in his, resting his head over them. His cheeks squished against my palms, and suddenly, I felt the urge to caress them.
No, no, Y/N, pull yourself together. "Let go of my hand," I muttered, pulling away. I could see the annoyance flash across his face; clearly, I'd hit a nerve this early in the morning. "What are you doing here?" My voice came out quieter than I'd intended, I wasn't ready for the answer. Him and me, alone... how? Why?
