The warmth of his smile

Utopia

Warmth is all around you. You can feel his body wrapped around you, his legs are intertwined with yours, arms holding you tight, not wanting to let you go, his head cuddled in the nape of your neck. You have 6 blankets draped over the two of you, all you can smell his his scent; incredibly satisfying warmth. You groggily shift your head to look out the window, it snowed about a foot overnight. No going to class today. You look at the clock; 11:19 am. It's pretty late. You should probably wake him and get around to starting the day. You turn your head to face his in a swift motion. He shuffles and let's a small, soft groan escape his plump morning lips. Squeezing his hand, you whisper, "Jimin, it's time to get up." He responds with a grunt of disapproval and pulls you closer, tighter. You place your lips softly and gentle upon his, you hear him gasp a little, you draw back and look at him. The light hits him just right, making him glow more than he already does. His hair is in every which way, his eyes are a bright brown that completely engulfs you, his face flushed, wearing the biggest, most beautiful smile that lit the room brighter than the sun itself. "Alright," he laughs "you win."