Stay With Me {KTH FF}

Sleepless

I didn't know if he knew the effect he was having on me, and he was doing it on purpose, or if he really had no idea and was just being himself. Either way, I had no idea how I was going to survive even one day, much less a few.

~🌺~

I had mixed up another pitcher of lemonade, and after he had finished eating and drinking another glass, V had wandered into the living room and sat on the couch, looking in his knapsack. I put the bowl and fork in the dishwasher, and then excused myself to the bathroom.

When I came out a couple minutes later, he was asleep, his head leaned back, his arms around a throw pillow, and his knapsack beside him. I didn't want to disturb him, so I'd gone into my office, and worked on a few orders to pass the time, hardly able to concentrate, but doing my best. The time had passed quicker than I thought it would, and now that it was dark, I decided to see if he was still asleep.

I smiled at his relaxed state. 

How could someone be so fucking beautiful. I stared at him, glad for the opportunity to do so.

 His face was so perfect, his lashes resting against his cheeks, his lips just barely parted. His chest rose and fell as he breathed.

He wore a white hoodie that said "LOVE" on one sleeve, and "YOURSELF" on the other. He had on black jeans that fit like they were made just for him. My gaze traveled down his long legs to the black work boots on his feet, before I let my eyes travel back up, slowly, stopping at his beautiful hands resting on the pillow he was hugging, then finally, back to his face. 

I gasped, my breath catching in my throat. 

His eyes were opened and he was looking right at me.

Holy fuck what just happened... how long has he been watching you... and why are you still standing here...

"Sorry" I mumbled, turning to walk away, embarrassed at being caught.

"Shae..."

I stopped. He'd said my name. My heart pounded in my chest. I turned back to face him. I didn't know what to say and I ended up looking at the floor.  

"Come sit by me," he invited, patting the couch next to him.

I looked at him, trying to swallow the lump in my throat, afraid to move. 

"Please?" 

I swallowed hard, then walked over to the couch, and sat down, leaving a good two feet between us. 

"Do you not trust me?" He asked.

No, I don't trust myself, and I'm old enough to be your mother, so there's that...

He leaned towards me, and took my hand in his...pulling me so I had to scoot closer to him. Our thighs were touching.

I'm going to die, right here, right now.

"Don't be shy, I want to get to know you" he said carefully, as if unsure if he was using the correct words.

I looked down at my hand, still in his, and cursed the fact that I was so much older then him for the trillionth time. 

I pulled it free and stood up, even though it was the last thing I wanted to do.

"I probably should get you a pillow and a blanket" I said. 

Then I remembered the girls weren't here, and there were two empty beds he could choose from.

"Unless you wanna sleep in one of the girls rooms. You'll probably be more comfortable in a bed."

He nodded. 

"What time is it?"

"10:20" I answered.

He looked up at me. "You're probably tired, yes?"

"Me? Oh, yeah... I should probably go to bed.  I'll show you where you can sleep." 

I didn't want to go to bed. I didn't want to lose a single minute with him, not knowing how long he'd be here. But I had to be realistic. We needed sleep.

I started for the stairs, as he grabbed his knapsack and followed me. 

Once we reached the top of the stairs, I pointed to the girls rooms.

"Take your pick...one is clean, the other, not so much. The bathroom is here. Is there anything you need? Towels are on the shelf if you wanna shower or..." 

I left my sentence unfinished, not sure what else to say.

"No, Thank you, I'm fine. I hope you sleep well."

"Thanks, you too. I'll see you in the morning."

His phone dinged, and he looked at it, a small smile growing on his face. 

"It's Rm, checking...um...in? no, wait........checking up on me." 

He smiled proudly, then typed a reply, and hit send. He looked at me, and I'm sure I blushed.

"Good night Shae."

"Good night."

I went into my room and closed the door without waiting to see which room he chose. I didn't wanna know. I didn't wanna be tempted to watch him sleep.

I sat on my bed, and tried to comprehend everything that had happened today. BTS, here, in my house. Sitting on my furniture, drinking from my glasses. Breathing the same air I was....

And V, just feet from me, probably changing into pajamas right now, and climbing into bed. 

Oh God, is he okay? Does he really not like to sleep alone...or is that just some made up shit? Should I check on him?

Hold the fuck up woman... stay right where the hell you are.

I wondered which of the girls was going to get to squeal over the fact that he had slept In their bed.

It was going to be a very long, sleepless night. I changed into shorts and a tank top, and sat on the bed, leaning back on my pillow with a sigh. There is no way I'm going to fall asleep with that man in a room across the hall. No way.