I looked up to see tears flowing down his cheeks. Sitting up straight, I wiped them away with my hand. ❛I didn't know we had so much in common, Jungkook.❜
He turned to me and that's when I realized ── our faces were only inches apart.
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When...
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❛ ʏᴇʀɪɴ ❜
Warmth.
That was the only thing I felt when I woke up the next morning. My head was still spinning around from the events of the night before. I opened my eyes to see the 'boss' sleeping peacefully beside me, his mouth a tiny bit open, showing off his perfect lips.
I couldn't decide if I'd explain it as cute or handsome.
The next thing I realized was that we were extremely and dangerously close. His injured hand was on top, which wrapped around my waist. He was hugging me like a pillow, a very delicate one. All that happened last night came rushing into my mind.
We kissed.
But it was a lot more than just a kiss. People would say that nothing in particular happened after that. But to me, it was the opposite. When we were out of breath, we separated our lips and he rested his forehead on mine, touching my cheek softly.
Unexpectedly, I wrapped my hands around his neck and brought him closer. That is, if that was even possible.
Maybe it was just for that night, but I wanted to remember that moment. We stayed like that in silence, a few tears trickled down his cheeks. Finally, he placed his hand on the back if my head and pulled me down on his chest softly.
His action, for some reason, made me feel very emotional. No language was needed – I had told him everything through silence last night. I don't how long we stayed like that, because eventually, I fell asleep, waking up in his arms.
What would I not give to stay like this forever?
"Done checking my face out?" He suddenly asked, opening his eyes. My cheeks heated up.
What is it with me blushing at the wrong times always?
"I wasn't checking you out," I denied. His smile was smug.
"Then why haven't you asked me to move my hand from your waist yet?"
"You!" I said, removing his hand myself but remembering to be gentle so that it didn't hurt. He just laughed. Laughed.
I immediately got up from the bed and my eyes shot towards his phone that was resting on the nightstand. Something came to my mind.
"Didn't you change my contact name?" I asked, grabbing his phone.
He got up from the bed immediately and began to say, "Don't you-"
I cut him off, and ran out of the room. It didn't take him much time to process what had happened and follow me. Even after the accident, he was running after me like nothing happened.
Gotta appreciate his strength.
I ran around the house with him on my tail, and when I reached the living room, I froze. He immediately wrapped his arms around me from the backside, and said, ''Got you."
