Missing in the Storm

Chapter 5 🔥🔥

A/N: Edited 

Athena's POV

I woke up feeling an arm around me and a warm body at my back. It's not a bad feeling but, it is a new feeling for me. I can feel his chest rise and fall as he sleeps. I'm torn, I don't want to wake him up, but I need to pee, and the fire is dying. Honestly, I really want nothing more than to lay here, like I belong in his arms. I stay still a few more minutes then get up and put on my slippers. I do my best to make sure the freezing air doesn't hit him on my way to the bathroom. When I finish in the bathroom I hurry to the fireplace and try to revive the dying embers.

As I finally get the fire back to life and trying to decide if I want to make breakfast or go back to sleep. I can hear Jimin behind moving, I turn to see if he is OK.

"I know you don't have work, better yet you can't work so come back to bed." He whines while patting the bed next to him. "I'm not ready to get up yet and I don't want to sleep alone." He pouts, too cute he really shouldn't be allowed out alone. Those lips in a pout are lethal.

I check to make sure that the fire is going well, and that I remembered to add one of those eight-hour logs. Before I get under the covers, I check the time on my cell phone, then turn on the little hand radio to see what the news has to say today. After hearing nothing good I turn off the radio. Then I pull the covers up slide in and he immediately pulls me into his embrace. We lay there and listen to the wind blowing outside, the rain and snow hitting the windows outside. I just enjoy the moment until I hear his stomach talk.

"I believe it's time for you to eat." I giggle and try to get up. "Don't move yet my tummy is mistaken, I'm comfortable." He snuggles into the me and his stomach makes more noise a bit louder.

"I'll make us some breakfast then we can get back in bed if you like." I have no idea what else we are going to do to be honest. I mean I'm not really accustomed to having to entertain anyone other than myself. Right now, I'm am even drawing a blank on how to entertain me. As I slip my feet back into my slippers and walk into the kitchen and pick up a cast iron skillet. I place it on the stand in the fireplace on the living room side so it can heat. I feel arms hug me from the back. Jimin places his head in my shoulder.

"I want to help; I can't let you do everything." I can feel his breath next to my ear, lord I am not going to make it. I can feel my panties getting wet already. I know he is just hugger, but my hormones won't listen.

"If you want to you can get the eggs ready for the pan. Make them however you like them." He lets me go with a smile and heads to the kitchen to crack eggs. I grab some bacon, a potholder and walk over to pull the pan out of the fire. I drop bacon into the pan, enjoying the sizzle and smell.

"Have you had to cook this way before?" It looks like he has seasoned the eggs the way he wanted.

"Not at all, I watched some YouTube videos." We laughed, finished making breakfast and went to the table to eat.

After breakfast we did the dishes together. We boiled some water to wash dishes while we ate and just added some cold water to it when we were ready to wash dishes. As we finished, we heard two taps on the wall. Jimin looks at me a little confused.

"It's the Johnson's they are awake." I smile at him. It makes me feel good to know that they are ok. "I can't believe their kids just left them to weather this storm alone. What if something happens to them?" I'm not sure I can explain it to him. It's more than just cultural differences, they are selfish and greedy.

"Well as you know they are not too fond of who their kids have become, aside from that some of us in America do not value our elders as we should." I shrug my shoulders and decide to leave at that.