[Jin]
With more days passing, me and Namjoon only became closer. I was starting to become so attached to him that it scared me. I didn't exactly know what we were, but I felt as if it didn't need to be labeled as anything.
I yawned slightly, my head on Namjoon's lap as we watched a reality show. "Tired?" He asked, his voice soothing. I nodded, my eyes already threatening to close. Namjoon shifted and my head lightly hit the sofa as he stood up. I was about to complain but before I could, he had picked me up, bridal style, and was carry me to my room.
I snuggled into his chest, smiling at the fluttery feeling in my stomach. He placed me down on the bed and I took the moment to grab his wrist. "Stay." I said. He seemed hesitant but nodded, climbing under the bed covers and lying next to me.
I turned to face him and went red as I realised that our faces were only inches apart. "You're so beautiful, did you know that?" I didn't know if Namjoon had meant to say that out loud but he did and I smiled, my cheeks going red. "Namjoon?"
He hummed in response and I took a deep breath. "Can I ki-" I was cut off by his lips pressing gently against mine. It was small and light, over within a few seconds but I had never felt that connected to a person through the small gesture.
"Namjoon, I like you very very very very much." I whispered. He chuckled at my words and wrapped his arms around me.
"I like you very very very very much too."
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