study with me ✎ m.yg x p.jm

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my alarm was blaring at my ears, and i wasn't in the mood for it. i had my arms wrapped around the most comfortable pillow ever—i don't even remember owning one this nice—and i didn't want to move from my extra comfortable position. i hadn't gotten that good a sleep in a long time, maybe back in primary school when i had no worries other than my math grade being a C at highest, maybe.

i forced my eyes half open and immediately noticed something weird.

my pillow had blonde hair? and shoulders? and legs?

"oh my god." i mumbled out, realizing it wasn't a pillow i had my arms wrapped around, and legs slightly tangled with.

fuck.

i suddenly froze, and jimin stirred because of my alarm, which was still going off. why hasn't jin come in yet? he usually would if my alarm kept going off, which usually meant i was in such a deep sleep that i just wasn't going to wake up to an average alarm.

it was wednesday, a school day, and that's why my alarm was going off. the more jimin stirred, but still didn't wake from the horrid noise, i remembered more of what happened last night. jimin fell asleep, then i did too. we didn't cuddle or anything. how did we end up so tangled?

jimin woke after a few moments of a bit more stirring, only to blink his eyes a bit, it looked like, tug at my arms, pulling them closer, then try to go back to sleep, not giving a shit that the alarm was still going off.

i almost scoffed and giggled at his behavior. cute.

"jiminie~" i coo with my low and scratchy morning voice.

he groaned in response. "no, it's too early." he said, snuggling into me more.

"we have school, we have to get up." i shook him a bit, and i think he tried to elbow me, but he just ended up poking me with it then resting it on my side, also still holding onto my arm gently.

"fuck school." he mumbled, and i chuckled. he snuggled in to me more, only this time, his ass grinded against my crotch and i had to draw the line there, now fully awake.

"jimin, no." i said, sitting up, letting go of him completely, forgetting how much i loved how my arms wrapped around his small waist. a feeling i could definitely get used to.

i rubbed my eyes a bit and looked at the clock. it was only a minute or so after my alarm was supposed to go off, so i was still on schedule. i scanned over jimin's peaceful sleeping figure. i felt for having to wake up him and disturb his serenity, but he probably didn't actually want to miss school, and was just comfortable and sleepy.

i shook jimin a little, and he slowly sprung up.

oh god. his bedhead.

jimin's hair stuck out in all the right places and he looked even cuter with his naturally pouted lips letting out a yawn, his tired self adjusting to the situation and widening a bit.

"oh my god, yoongi— i didn't mean to stay here— i just, fuck, i guess i fell asleep? i'm so sorry. oh my god, my mom, she must be worried! actually, she wouldn't—" he rambled but i tried to stop him.

"jimin— jimin, stop. it's fine, it's just that we have school. text your mom, or whatever. borrow my spare uniform if you're too lazy to go home, or go home, i don't care." saying that second part was when i physically hear my heart break. saying "i don't care" to the person i adored.

i slowly climbed up from my bed, going over to my closet to take out my uniform and went back to my bed and put it down there, jimin on his phone. i walked back to the other side of my room to my bathroom and started the shower, putting it between hot and warm.