The Girl Behind The Camera | A Park Jimin's Story

Third Wheeling

Jimin stirs himself from his slumber when he suddenly notices that there's no weight resting on either his chest or the side of his bed. Failing to seek for the warmth that he needed, he slowly lifts his eyelids, blinking away the remainder of his sleepiness. 6:03 a.m., that's what the clock on the nightstand beside the bed says. Plopping himself back on the bed, he pulls the comforter back into his hands as he let the sheet engulfs himself back to his dreamland.

However, the foreign sound of something clicking and door creaking makes him bail the intention to proceed his sleep. Opening his eyes anew, he just realizes that the comforter isn't his.

Jolting out of the sheet in abruptness, his gaze wanders vigorously at random directions in the room, before his eyes meet with yours. A short, sharp yell is choked out of his mouth as he stumbles backward, butt landing hard on the floor. It is evident that bafflement crosses in your feature, but it goes the same as the guy.

"W-Where am I?" Jimin stutters, with eyes still darting on you glistening with utter nonplus.

You cross your arm before shaking your head lightly.

"You're in my room," you reply short, as what you assume as a relief sigh escapes the guy before you.

"So, it wasn't a dream," Jimin entangles himself from the comforter and lifts himself of the ground, shifting his weight back on the bed.

"What were you doing in this early freaking morning?" the blonde rubs his eyes lightly, as a small cute yawn decamps off his mouth.

"I got up. That's it. I'm already used to waking up at 5 or something in school," you wipe your wet face with a towel before hanging it upon a hook. Jimin eyes you as you loiter around the room, before shifting your weight on the bed beside him. You can feel your cheeks heated up when Jimin's fingers sneakily catch your fingers and immediately intertwining them.

"Y-You're not going to sleep? I can wake you up when it's time to go for our morning routine,"

"I love it that you use our morning routine," Jimin mutters with his morning hoarse voice, making you fluster. The redder you get, the happier Jimin gets. The guy doesn't know why, but the timid version of you is his number one favourite out of all your personality. The hard-to-unsee rosy cheeks of yours will never fail to make Jimin falls for it over and over again. Your apprehensive side will always be his admiration, he almost coos on your reddened cheeks.

Jimin brings his unoccupied hand to cup your cheek before planting his plump lips onto it fondly, just to find that the hue on your cheeks are changing to a wilder shade. You roll your eyes annoyingly as the blonde head coos at your mannerism.

"Let's cuddle,"

Both of you get into the position, with your back presses gently on Jimin's firm chest and his arms looping on your waist. You can feel the tip of his nose and his lips grazing on your scalp, as the guy snuggles his face into your hair deeper. You can't help but to let out a giggle when he softly plants another peck on the crown of your head. Leaning onto his touch, you rest your palms on his hand, the ones that are hugging your waist before giving them a gentle squeeze.