With a mixture of hope and anxiety, she opened the diary and began to write.
I think he will come.
As she pondered, YN decided to shower and get ready. Standing in front of the mirror, she caught a glimpse of herself.
Am I getting ready for him?
She shook her head, dismissing the thought. No, no. Why would I get ready for him? I'm just getting ready to sleep.
Yet, as she climbed into bed, she couldn't resist glancing out the window. Why isn't he here yet?
After a few minutes, frustration bubbled up inside her. Ughhhh, is he coming or not? It's already 12 a.m. What time did he come yesterday?
Her mind raced as she tried to recall the details.
I got home at 9 p.m., and Mom and Dad usually sleep at 10:30 p.m. But because of me, they stayed up late last night... So yesterday, he came at...
Just then, she heard a voice from outside the window.
"12 a.m., Muffin..."
Startled, YN gasped. "Jimin! You scared me!"
He grinned, leaning against the window frame. "Are you waiting for me, Muffin?"
"No! Why would I? I was just..." she stumbled over her words.
"Muffin... why did you scream? Is everything okay?" her dad called.
YN jumped up, signalling Jimin to shush.
Jimin, with a sly grin, reached out and gently pulled her towards him, wrapping his arms around her in a firm back hug. YN's eyes widened in surprise as she was caught off guard by the sudden embrace.
"It's nothing, Dad! It's just a bug that came in through the window... It's gone now!" she called back, her voice a little too high-pitched, trying to sound normal while wriggling in Jimin's embrace. But Jimin wasn't ready to let her go. He pulled her hair back from her neck and gave a playful bite.
"Ahh!" YN exclaimed, covering her mouth with her palm.
"Okay, Muffin, close the window and sleep now. Goodnight!" her dad said, oblivious to the tension in the room.
"Yeah... goodnight, Dad," YN replied, her heart racing as her father left.
Once the door clicked shut, she turned her head to Jimin, her eyes narrowing. "Why did you do that, Jimin?"
He smirked, leaning closer. "It's just a bug bite, Muffin..." and winked at her.
YN stared at him in disbelief, her heart pounding.
Jimin shifted, pulling her closer. "I came for my second kiss... This time, I will kiss you, and it is 15 seconds."
Her breath hitched. "What? Why? You said I had to kiss you and that there was no time limit! Why are you changing the rules now?"
He chuckled, walking toward her bed, his confidence undeniable. "Why should only you get to enjoy kissing me? I want a turn, too... and as for the time frame, consider it a surprise."
He flopped onto the bed, picking up the paper she had been writing on. "Came back at shopping at 9 p.m.?" he read aloud, a teasing tone in his voice.
Shocked, YN leapt towards him, trying to grab the paper from his hands.
"Give it back!"
Jimin held her waist, pulling her in closer. "I want to know just how much you've been waiting for me. Just wait..."
"Please, no! Give it back!" she pleaded, feeling the heat rising in her cheeks as she realized how close they were, her body partially pressed against his.
He gazed into her eyes, enjoying the moment, then started reading again. "Mom and Dad usually..."
With embarrassment washing over her, YN blurted out, "Please stop reading! I'll accept your kiss!"
Jimin smirked, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Sure, Muffin. As you say, I will kiss you..." Then he leaned back, comfortably lying on the bed, covering himself with YN's blanket and closing his eyes.
YN sat there, confused. He said he would kiss me, so why is he sleeping now?
Aishhhh! What am I even thinking? She pouted, her frustration evident.
After a moment, Jimin opened one eye, spotting her upset expression. He smiled, then opened both eyes fully. "Don't worry, Muffin. I'll kiss you when you're awake, not like yesterday when you were sleeping..."
YN's heart raced. "Wait, so you kissed me??"
He pointed at the small mole under her lip. "Yep, right here."
With that, he closed his eyes again, relaxing into the moment.
This time, he reached out, pulling her toward him, making YN fall beside him. He covered her with the blanket, resting her head on his chest while holding her wrist, guiding her to clutch his collar.
"Jimin..." she whispered, her voice barely audible.
"Last night, you slept like this, holding my collar tight. I liked it..." he said softly.
YN blushed, burying her face in his chest, trying to hide her flustered reaction.
Jimin smiled contentedly, closing his eyes once more.
Yet YN couldn't help but steal glances at him, wondering when he would wake up.
After a while, Jimin finally opened his eyes and caught her staring.
He turned her toward him, their faces inches apart, and wrapped his arms around her tightly.
"I wanted to see you. I missed you when I went home... "I don't know what happened to me, but..." he pulled back slightly and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, counting with his fingers, "One... Two... Three..."
Feeling the warmth of his lips, YN closed her eyes and held onto his collar tightly, relishing the moment.
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