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A/N : I'm feeding you well this week sksksks. Pls vote and comment if you liked this chapter. Ily ♡


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RAES HOUSE
10 ᴘᴍ










"Jimin." I whispered, trying not to startle him as he was probably asleep.

"Hm." He lowly hummed in return, tightening the grip he had around my waist.

"Don't you think it's getting kind of late?" I lifted my head up to look outside the window.

The sky was dimmed now, and almost completely dark. Yeah, you already guessed it, my babysitter isn't leaving anytime soon. She's actually staying over night, in our guest room downstairs. Jimin rubbed his eyes, until they were fully open.

"What time is it?" He yawned.

"It's almost eleven." I quietly mumbled, when Jimin just glared at me. "What?"

"I thought you were waking me up because it was like 5 in the morning or something." He rolled his eyes. "It's ten, and you're waking me up because?"

"Because, I cant let me baby sitter see you." I smiled at the reaction on his face.

"Babysitter?" He blinked a couple times. "You mean to tell me that your parents aren't here?"

"Yeah." I shrugged my shoulders. "They're at my dad's speech assembly in Maryland, so—"

Jimin tackled me on the bed, roughly grabbing my face as he pressed his lips to mine. He pulled away, and slowly but his bottom lip. "I can't believe you didn't invite me sooner."

"I thought misses Graham would catch you, and I'm also not allowed to use the home phone, I wouldn't be able to call you anyways." I nervously gulped as Jimin focused on everything but my words.

"Park Jimin." I bit my lip. "You're fucking insane."

"We both are." Jimin whispered, before softly kissing me. "I'm just a little harder to control."

"Tell me about it." I chuckled, rolling my eyes.

"Aurelia." He whispered my name in a lower tone than before.

I looked up at him with glistening eyes, loving the way my name sounded from his lips.

"I thought about what you said a couple days ago."

I lowered my brows, but didn't have the courage to interrupt him. He had this spell on me, that's kept me bounded to his eyes. The faint smell of cologne covered his tan neck, making me want to hold him forever.

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