His Angel | P. Jimin

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No one's POV:

Days went by rapidly, everyday became much shorter than the day before.

Jimin was still occupied with his affairs, his heart was absent. He had always thought about the little girl. Ever since that night, he always comes home and give the love of his life the attention she deserves :hugs, whispers, kisses... even though she still gets shy whenever he approaches her.

He is now sitting on his office, playing with the small box of jewlery between his hands. He chuckles to himself as he remembers the morning after Valentine's day.

Flashback:

He was sleeping soundly, having a wonderful dream about his Sugar. She had a ring on her finger, a beautiful smile on her face as she was enjoying the view while holding the hand of the vampire. She was wearing a beautiful yellowish dress that exposed perfectly her sun-kissed skin.

She was smiling while turning and dancing in front of him.

He laughs as she started to make weird faces and grab her by the waist.

She looks at his lips as she started to bite down her own.

-I love you, he tells her while looking at her dead in the eyes.

She smiles warmly.

-I love you more, she answers back with the most amazing smile ever.

He hugged her as he smelled her. The feeling of holding her was so realistic that he forgot he was dreaming.

-I'll give you anything, my Sugar. He whispers in her ear.

-I need the key, she suddenly says.

-Key to what? He asks her.

-To open the door!

-What door?

The image in front of him suddenly disappears as he was brought back to reality.

It was just a dream after all.

Sugar was under him, as he layed completely on top of her, his leg between hers and his hand around her waist. His head was under her chest as she breathed heavily because of how heavy he was for her.

Jimin loved the position he found himself in. He left a whimper as he started to move slowly away from her stomach and change his position back to being face to face with her.

-Good morning cupcake, Jimin says in his deep morning voice.

Sugar looks at him with tomato cheeks and messy hair.

-Good morning...

He looks at her before nuzzling his nose on her neck and smell her. Just like he did on the dream.

-Go back to sleep, he whispers to her while he was ready to dream again.

-No, she whines.

-hmm?

-I need to go...

-Where? He mumbles.

-To prepare breakfast for you...

-It's okay I'm already having a delicious breakfast, he said as he kissed the bite he left on her.