-Jieun POV-
He was started to irritate me so that's when I decided to jump on top of him and try getting him out of bed myself.
But then he somehow turned around where I was now resting on his belly and he just suddenly got up and I was in his arms, I knew I was petit but I didn't think I was that light, or that he was that strong...
Suddenly the suns light came gushing through his window and struck half of his face, he turned his face as if it hurt his eyes, then he slowly turned back to me and I saw his eyes and they somehow looked different they looked like they had somehow gotten lighter but I just shrugged that feeing off and just thought that the bright like had illuminated his eyes to become this lighter wisky red-brown color.
I was still in his arms bridal style and I was just so curious on how long he was going to keep it up for.
"Aren't you tired of carrying me?" I questioned because he didn't even look like I was staring to weigh down on him, matter of fact it looked like he had somewhat lifted me a bit higher and had a tighter grip.
"Nope, now you said you want breakfast so let's go." And with that he carried me out of his enormous room, towards the stairs- that went in a beautiful spiral way, his house was beautiful and big, I haven't really gotten to see all parts of it yet!
When we arrived at the bottom of the stairs and he put me down, then we both started to walk into the kitchen that was a few feet away.
As we entered I was met by the faces of his parents.
"Oh, good morning you two, how did you sleep?" Mrs Min asked.
"She slept well, I didn't." Yoongi said shooting me a glare that blared blame and revenge.
"Oh well, you sleep later so that's fine." She said.
"Come, come, have a seat and have breakfast." Mr Min said gusturing for us to take a seat at the chairs decorated around the kitchen island.
"Oh, don't mind if I do, appa." I said as I walked towards the marble island at the center of their amazing kitchen.
"I'm not hungry but I'll sit anyway." Yoongi said taking a seat next to his mom.
Since me and Yoongi had become friends four months ago his parents seemed to like me very much and I as well too, they even wanted me to call them eomma and appa, they had insisted on it so I did so.
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Black Wings
SpiritualI watched as they took an innocent life once more, but it was the hardest this time. This was the time where I realized what I have been doing, the time where I remembered who I used to be, the time where they spilled blood again but I carried the h...