chapter eight

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POV Jimin

It's only when I wake up that I realized I was sleeping on the table

My first reflex is to look at my watch and it's only 6 am

I stand up, stretch and yawn before I slam down the head of the PC and take it with me to the bedroom

I have no idea if Emily is here or not, but when I get in the room, I see her silhouette intertwined in the sheets

I smile slightly

I just wanna join her and wrap my hands around her and remain motionless in her arms

But instead I just put my PC on the nightstand and go to the bathroom

I brush my teeth and wash my face, but before I finish, Emily gets in the bathroom

Surprisingly she wraps her arms around my waist and rests her head on my back

" Good morning " she murmurs

" Morning "

" Did you... yesterday...did you make all that? The dinner? " She asks in a low voice

I didn't even pay attention to the table this morning and I don't even know if it was still arranged just like yesterday or if it was empty

" Yeah " I respond vaguely

She lets go of my waist as she stands next to me to brush her teeth as well

" Why didn't you tell me ? "

I sigh

" I called you...but you didn't let me finish my sentence " I say

" I'm sorry babe, I was so... overwhelmed and busy that I couldn't even think straight "

" It's okay, it wasn't that big...you know..."

" Come on! You did all that for me and I wasn't even there, you didn't eat as well did you ? "

" I fell asleep while waiting for you " I say before I walk away

I start to take off my sweatshirt, ready to take a shower when she joins me in the room

" Are you mad at me for that? " She asks, her fingers grazing my belly

" No, I'm not " I reply

She bends down in front of me and starts to kiss the "nevermind" tattoo I have on my side

" I'm sorry " she whispers against my skin

" No need, It's fine, I promise "

She pulls me by the neck and kisses me tenderly

I don't react but I don't push her away

I honestly don't know what to feel about that, I just hope that we could have a talk

I prepared all that yesterday night, hoping that we could do this in a good atmosphere around a good dinner

But I don't know if having sex will fix everything and make me feel better

even if we didn't have a real fight but I still need to understand, to talk, to get answers, and just acting like nothing happened by making love isn't going to fix that, it's like putting a band-aid on a wound that needs to be stitched up

but I can't push her away, if I do she'll get angry and she'll insinuate things, so I let her do it

she unbuckles my belt while kissing me, her tongue caressing my palate, I return her kiss gently

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