Time really does fly when having fun, doesn't it? It already was the day before your flight and honestly speaking, you didn't want to return to the reality from your little fairytale with Jin.
"Tomorrow this time..." Jin trailed as you turned around to see him.
Today, you guys planned to go for some ice skating. You were getting ready with some denim jeans, a cute hoodie that was surprisingly matching with Jin's sweatshirt.
"We will be back home. I'm half excited and half sad." You completed his sentence as he frowned.
"Why? What happened?" He asked as he sat down on the bed, looking at you doing your make-up.
"I'm happy that I'll meet everyone after an entire week, but sad that..." You hesitated a bit.
The past week, without your permission, your heart decided to grow closer to Jin's and you were almost worried you'll turn into one of those clingy girlfriends. That was honestly your nightmare. Being clingy was something you didn't like even when other did and didn't obviously aspire to do.
"Sad that?" Jin encouraged you to continue. You looked at him through the mirror to see his eyes glistening with hope.
"That I'll be unable to spend time with you like this." You said, a faint pink color shading your cheeks at the straightforwardness. You quickly took your blush and sprinkled a little to cover up the fact that your cheeks were flushing naturally.
Jin's eyes widened in shock as a smile tugged against his rosy lips. He stood up from his seat and walked together you and hugged you from behind. You didn't know how to respond to his sudden physical affection towards you as you stared at the mirror that flawlessly reflected everything that was happening behind you.
"J-Jin." You breathed out a little breathlessly. It wasn't from how tight he was hugging, it was in fact because of how close your hearts were. The feeling of Jin's chest against your back while his hands were around your neck made your heart skip several beats.
"Am I hugging you too tightly?" He asked innocently but never let you go; which you appreciated.
"Not at all." You said and looked at his perfect reflection on the mirror with a smile on your lips.
"Then can I stay like this forever?" He asked cutely while he looked directly at you from your side as you chuckled.
"Sure, I don't mind. But my butt is starting to hurt from the pressure." You replied with a pout as he immediately let go.
You took the opportunity and stood up. Jin stood there waiting for a signal for you to let him hug you again. Giggling at his awkwardness, you rushed to his side and hugged him. He instantly hugged you back as you both didn't have the guts to let go first. Something about hugging each other reassured something that couldn't be explained in words; it just had to be felt.
"We should probably get going." You said against Jin's broad chest as he just hummed in response.
"We should really go." He repeated your words in a very half-hearted manner.
"We should, right?" You asked against his chest and chuckled.
"Right?" He mimicked you as his breathe hit your forehead.
"Then we will. But after a little while. The weather is too cold, jeez." Jin said a little later and sneakily squeezed you in with his arms around you, getting you closer than physics permits towards him.
"Yeah, it's too cold." You rephrased his words and snuggled closer to his body.
It was after about 10 minutes of you both staying like that, you both finally started to get a little tired since you were standing in one spot for quite long period of time. You pulled away from Jin and looked at him in the eyes. He smiled at you, his eyes lit like stars that decorated the sky, his teeth showing off its own color. (A/N: I really wanted to type it as 'his eyes lit like BTS's new song FIRE'... I think I did it, I have control over my own life! YESSS!!)
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FanfictionY/N is a very ambitious girl. She wants to be a doctor and of course it takes a lot of time to become one. But she's forced to marry a famous boyband member, Kim SeokJin. But little did she knew about him loving her from the start. How will she cope...