𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕚𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝘛𝘢𝘦𝘑𝘰𝘰𝘯

8

"He said yes that easily?" Jimin's voice was small and cheery, I could tell he was smiling just by the tone of his voice.

"Basically! It was like his mind had burst in thought, then he blossomed into a beautiful smile saying yes! It was adorable!" I giggled like a child, excited to have my best friend with me tomorrow. "Go pack up your necessities! Do you need any help?"

"I think I've got it. Unless you want to help!" I could hear shuffling in the background of the call as Jimin began storing things away.

"Let me talk to Namjoon real quick, then I'll be over. I can't stay through the night though, but I promise I'll help you as much as possible." I stood from where I lied on Namjoon and I's bed and wandered to the living room where Namjoon was on the couch. "I'll text you in a bit." I said before ending the call and sitting over beside my lover.

As I sat down, I leaned against my lover's blanket clad shoulder and peered up at him. I smiled and gently slid his glasses off his nose to get his attention. Drowsily, he turned his head towards mine and planted a soft kiss against my forehead, "Hi baby," He whispered, lips curling into a smile.

"Hello Joonie~" I cooed, gently brushing my lips to his exposed neck, pecking softly at the warm skin. "I wanted to ask if you're okay with me helping Jimin to pack up tonight. I'll come back later I promise. I just didn't want to leave you if you wanted to spend our final night alone here-"

"No baby, you do what you want. I think I'm going to rest because I'm sleepy." He smiled toward me with tired eyes and snaked his arms out from his blankets, pulling me into his lap, where he rested his chin to my shoulder as we gently rocked. I felt a pang of guilt in my chest. Should I really leave when he's this worn out? He obviously wants to be cuddled but just won't admit it.

I glanced down to the phone in my hand and turned it on. I really wanted to help, but deep down my heart told me to stay with Namjoon. Hesitantly, I opened Jimin and I's chat. I told him I wouldn't be able to make it, and profusely apologized. Jimin luckily was understanding whole heartedly, and told me to have a good night with Namjoon. With that, I set my phone aside to focus on my boyfriend.

Namjoon's eyes were closed and his lips pursed together tight. I could tell he was having difficulties staying awake. I smiled and excused myself from his lap before using all my strength to lift him up bridal style to take him to our room to rest. I heaved the tall man into my arms and as his eyes shot open, his arms were quick to grasp around my neck for safety. It was like he thought I'd drop him! I never would!

Once we arrived in our bedroom, I used one hand to pull the blankets back before lying Namjoon down on my side of the bed since it was closer. He grabbed my pillow from behind his head and held it to his chest, smiling with his eyes closed. I joined him on the other side of bed, and once situated, stole the pillow from his arms and replaced it with myself.

I could feel Namjoon having fallen asleep quickly due to the weight of his arm around my waist growing heavy. Once it did, I took the moment to admire my lover. I'd done it multiple times, and I do it almost everyday, but somehow his beauty never ceases to amaze me. His smooth, honey skin, and pretty almond eyes. The way his eyelashes curl up toward the ends and flare out like a butterfly's wings. The little beauty mark beneath his bottom lip. He's just so handsome. I'll never undetstand how I got so lucky... Maybe it was all the stars I counted.

I leaned forward and planted a dainty kiss to his lips, leaving our foreheads together as I basked in the moment. I'm so proud to have such a talented and handsome man in my life. A few moments after, I brought myself back into his chest, snuggling against him to get some much needed rest. Tomorrow would be as hectic a day as today was.

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