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I woke up warm. My sheets had chosen the floor as their new home yet I felt still cosy and comforted by something. Or rather, someone.

Jungkook lay in the bed beside me with his arm hanging lazily over my waist. My panic lasted only temporarily as I noticed he was mere centimetres away from me and he couldn't possibly be on his side. His breath tickled my neck a little, causing me to giggle. Had the alcohol not worn off yet? I only ever giggle when I'm intoxicated- I would never dream of releasing the childish sound while sober.

I turned over to face him, gently lifting his arm up then placing it back down once I had finished. Slowly he opened his eyes and blinked a couple of times.

"Jimin, I had the best dream..." He mumbled; clearly it took a while for his brain to get going in the morning as he paused for about two minutes before continuing. "You and me, we got so drunk!" He chuckled to himself, remembering his 'dream' happily. "And then... you kissed me! And I thought I was supposed to bring the heaven into this relationship..." His eyes closed again as slowly as they had opened.

I swallowed nervously, unsure whether to clarify the events of last night.

His arm seemed to fit so perfectly round my waist; his body radiated a perfect warmth; his hair had flopped cutely over his eyes. Why do I always fall so damn easily?

"I had a really good time last night, Jungkook."

"What do you mean? Did you have the same dream?"

"It wasn't a dream, silly. And I'm glad it wasn't."

My heart flinched as I spoke. This could be a bad move for us. A very bad move.

"It wasn't? Oh thank goodness. I was worried you'd never want to enjoy the Jungkook love experience!" He winked as he said it and I slapped him lightly on the arm. "Hey, if you want to play you have to pay extra!"

"Stop ruining the moment, Kookie!" I laughed but stopped myself abruptly. Shit. A nickname already? What happened to you can't have a relationship in seven days? I'd given him a bloody nickname and it had only been three days. I could see by the smirk that flickered across his face that he was pretty pleased with this fact.

"Kookie, huh? Never been called that before. It's cute- like you I guess. I'll have to think up an adequately adorable name for you as well." He tapped his chin in a mock thoughtful manner, "Jimin... Jiminie... hmm yes, that'll do for now. You're my little Jiminie!"

My heart leapt in my chest. He called me his. How I've longed to be something to someone again.

I must have been gazing at him a little too long or a little longingly as he then whispered "Come on Jiminie, I'm taking you out to lunch! I would say wear some nice clothes but I reckon anything worn by you will look stunning."

The bunny grin returned to attack my heart as he stood up and then rushed out of the room, leaving me to get ready.

And leaving me with my mind.

Not this foolish Jimin again? You already know exactly what I'm going to say...