Bts Imagines [ Book 2 ] EDITING IS ON

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The sheets were warm around you. Between them and the tightening grip around your waist, you felt safe. His nose brushed against the side of your neck and he exhaled softly against your skin. He was starting to wake up, pulling you against him to make sure that you were still there. You could hear him mutter something, but you weren't sure what. When you asked him to repeat it, he lifted his head from its place against you and said, "I don't want to get up..."

You smiled and interlocked your fingers with his, bringing his hand up to your lips and kissing the back of his palm lightly.

"I know you don't, but I have to get ready for work," you said.

Gently, you pulled yourself out of his grasp, grabbing your clothes from their place on the floor and throwing them in the hamper. He watched you from the bed as you moved to grab more clothes and get into the shower. His eyes swept over your body, admiring every inch of skin, the way your hips curved, the way you glowed in the light from the window. He couldn't help but smile.

As the water turned on for the shower, he sat up, running a hand through his hair and leaning over to grab his glasses and notebook from the bedside table. He glanced out the window for a second, his smile only growing when he noticed how beautiful a day it was. Last night and this morning had been perfect for him. The feel of your soft skin against his, the warmth of your touch, the softness of your lips. Smiling to himself, he began to write in his notebook, poetry flowing from his pen as he thought about you.

The shower stopped and you came out of the bathroom wearing one of his button down shirts and a pair of skinny jeans, hair still wet. To him you had never been more beautiful. Smiling, you climbed back onto the bed beside him, trying to take a peek at what he was writing. It was the same thing every time one of you spent the night with the other. He would always write something and never tell you what it was. Your eyes caught the word love and you glanced up at him, a bit confused.

The two of you had been seeing each other for a couple of months and had been going through this routine for a while now. The late night pillow talks, the sensual and amazing sex, the soft kisses, and the dates to places you had never dreamed of going. When either of you were working, there were text messages about how much you missed on another, checkups to make sure that you were taking care of yourself. The two of you were close and he meant so much to you. But the word love had never been used, both of you two afraid to be the one to say it first.

He didn't close his book like he usually would have when you went snooping. Instead, he set it to the side and pulled you closer to him, holding him against you as he breathed in your scent.

"I've been thinking about this a lot," he started. "About us and about how much I care about you. And I realized that this all went a lot further than I thought it would have..."

"What do you mean?"

"When we first met, I thought it was going to be a casual thing...We'd go on a few dates, maybe have sex, and eventually that would be it. We'd stop talking and each go on with our lives. But that's not what happened and I'm glad that's not. Because I don't want to be without you."

"Namjoon, I..."

"Let me finish, okay?" You nodded, letting yourself rest against him, his heart beat echoing in your ear. He held you tightly. "You're really special and, when I'm away from you, it's so weird how much of me I feel like is missing. You've become such an important part of my life and I want to keep you for as long as possible."

There was a slight pause and he took in a deep breath. "I guess what I'm trying to say is that I love you. I love you so much..."

Even though you knew that you should be heading out to work soon, you didn't feel like moving from your place in bed. You had been waiting so long for him to say it and you didn't want to ruin the moment that the two of you were having. A smile on your face, you closed your eyes and let him hold you, let yourself enjoy what little time you had left before you needed to leave your perfect place.

"I love you, too, Namjoon."