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JIMIN'S POINT OF VIEW

I woke up feeling extremely sore in my rear-end, and with a pair of arms wrapped about me. I slowly started to remember what happened last night. I tried to get up, but Jungkook wouldn't let me go.

"Baby, you have to let me go if you want breakfast." I said softly into his ear.

"I don't want breakfast, I want you." he mumbled, still sleep.

"Let me go. You might not want breakfast, but I do." I said, louder this time.

"But baby you're so warm, don't leave me again. You were like this years ago too. Please come back." he mumbled, I could now tell that he wasn't registering anything I was saying.

"I promise I'll be back. I just have to cook something for us to eat, ok?" I told him. Getting slightly afraid of the dream he was having.

"No, don't make me go that way. I'll die, you know this. Dammit Jackson you know what I am." he way seriously talking in his sleep. I started laughing, and he finally opened an eye. "What's so funny?" he asked.

"Oh, nothing." he said still laughing.

"What, Jiminie, tell me." he pleaded.

"You were talking in your sleep."

His eyes suddenly got dark. "What did I say?" he asked, really serious.

"Dang, um you said something about Jackson, and not going somewhere, something about you dying, and someone knowing what you are. I don't really remember all of it, but that's like the key parts. Why do you ask?"

"Did you believe anything I said?"

"Not really, you were sleep talking, but I do know that you wouldn't let me go so I could make breakfast."

"Ok, that's good." he said, pulling me closer.

I pushed him away. "Let me go make food. I know I'm hungry, and I'm pretty sure you are too." I said, trying to get up. He just turned me around, gave me a long kiss, and let me go. "Thank you, now what do you want for breakfast?" I asked getting up and finding some clothes.

"Whatever you feel like fixing." he replied, snuggling back into the bed, going back to sleep. "Wake me back up when it's done, please?" he asked, falling asleep instantly.

"Ok, no problem." I whispered going out of the room and into my kitchen. I heard a knock on the door. I ran over to get it. "Namjoon, what are you—" I started.

"Where is Jungkook?" he asked cutting me off.

"In my room, might I ask why?" I answered. He immediately went to my room. "Why the hell is he shirtless?" he asked.

"He's asleep, shut up, don't wake him. Whatever you're here for can wait till I get him up for breakfast ok, Go sit on the couch or something. But please don't wake him up." I told him, ushering him into the living room. "Here, you can watch whatever you want to." I said, while locating and handing him the remote.

I, then, went back to the kitchen and started on breakfast. I pulled out enough eggs, bacon, and bread for three. As soon as I got done cooking, I went to the bedroom to wake Jungkook up.

"Jungkookie, baby, breakfast is ready, and your brother is here." I said, shaking him. He didn't wake up. "Kookie, please get up." He opened an eye after I sat on him.

"Jimin, what are you doing?" he asked, seeing my position.

"Waking you up. Breakfast is ready. Oh, and your brother is here for some reason still unknown." I replied, grabbing his hands and pulling him up. I had to get off him so that I could pull him into a standing position. "Get some clothes on, your brother's here."