Gold

{8}

Taehyung did not remember having Jisoo laying in his arms before he dozed off.

His eyes were fixed on the beauty's closed eyes, her eyelashes covering her orbs. She was tucked in the same bed as his. Her light snores were prominent, showing she was sleeping soundly. They were just inches away from completely touching each other.

And the most beautiful part was that Jisoo fell asleep stroking Taehyung's sweat stained cheeks, her hand didn't move a centimeter. Her slender fingers were right on Taehyung's right cheek. Heat rose up to his face when she moved closer to Taehyung, burying her small face in his wide chest. She was still fast asleep.

Taehyung's eyes examined every part of their interacting bodies, from how her hand was placed on his cheek to his arm around her waist, he literally had a death grip on her stomach.

Taehyung didn't mind it at all, he had the girl he always wanted in his arms.

He knew this was wrong, Jisoo was gonna have a bad reaction to this little interaction. She even might stop talking to him after this.

The mere thought bugged him and he gently withdrew his arm from her small waist. His hand was rising up to his cheek to remove Jisoo's hand when she moved it herself and turned to the other side, her back facing Taehyung.

He felt a tinge of disappointment but shook it off, the action was for the best. Now his foremost duty was to quietly stand up from the bed, which he completely failed at.

The bed creaked and Jisoo flinched in her sleep, soon her light snores weren't filling the atmosphere. He knew she was awake.

He had no other choice than to make a loud thud on the ground, making sure Jisoo knows he wasn't gonna do anything to her.

"Tae?" Jisoo's soft voice whispered.

Taehyung slapped a hand over his mouth, trying his level best to not make a single sound. The nickname made him smile under his large hand though.

"Tae Tae? Where are you?" This time, Jisoo stood up.

Taehyung was still on the floor, curled up in a ball. Sighing, he realized this was stupid.

"I'm here, on the floor." He said, getting up and resting his back against the bed.

He felt Jisoo hurridly taking footsteps towards him, they were still gentle.

"Why are you on the floor, tae?" She was finally in front of Taehyung's vision. She slid down next to him, their arms brushing against each other.

"I fell down during my sleep."

"You're quite clumsy, I see?"

"I guess?" He chuckled, Jisoo returning the gesture with a smile.

"C'mon let's get you home-"

Jisoo sighed, "You seriously expect me to leave you in this state? Stupid," she mumbled the last part.

Taehyung raised an eyebrow, giving her a sideways glance, "What's wrong with me, apparently?"

"You don't remember?"

He shook his head, "Nah."

Jisoo smiled, "I'm glad," she muttered.

Taehyung's eyes widened in surprise and he cleared his throat.

"Well, if you don't want to leave me, in this state-" he pointed a finger towards his own chest, "Would you mind going on a little walk with me? You know, to freshen up." He scratched his nape.

Jisoo blinked, "Am I seriously experiencing the expressionless, lazy, always tired, moody king asking to go outside with me? Where did the sun rise from today?!" She gasped, rather dramatically.