Insecure - Jikook [Completed]

Chapter 35: That Day

(Long chapter ahead. Oh and also this is basically Jimin's POV when he proposed to Jungkook so enjoy.)

Jimin's POV

I felt something snuggle into me, making my eyes briefly open to see what it was. My gaze landed on the most beautiful human ever. I saw his eyes closed as he dug his nose into my jumper. My heart cooed at the adorable sight in front of me. My arms were tightly wrapped around the said boy and I never wanted to let go. Without realising, one of my hands travelled to his face and brushed the hair out of his eyes. As I did that, his eyes suddenly opened, making me hold my breath. Those eyes. Those damn eyes that made me surrender every single time. They always enchanted me and I could never look away.

"Jungkookie~" I softly called him.

He hummed in response.

"You need to wake up," I told him when I remembered that he had morning classes.

Despite what I said, he ended up nuzzling his face deeper into my chest and I laughed at that. He was just too damn cute for me to handle.

"You're going to be late if you don't wake up."

"Ugh, I hate morning classes. Why are most of my classes in the morning?" he whined to me.

I tried holding in my laugh when he said that.

"You say this every morning," I tell him as I rolled my eyes.

Granted, he does whine about it every morning but I would never get tired of it. He just sounded to cute when he whined, clenching my heart all the time.

"But it's true. You know I'm not much of a morning person," he mumbled into my jumper, making me slightly giggle because it tickled.

"I'd rather be here, cuddling with you than attending a lecture. Can't I stay in?" he said whilst giving me the puppy eyes.

The grip on his top tightened at that. I nearly caved in, but I shook those thoughts away.

"No."

"You meanie," he was quick to respond.

Seeing him pout made me frustrated. How did he always effortlessly make me feel this way? He wasn't even trying to be cute and I'm already being melted by his cuteness.

I didn't realise, but I ended up staring at him with soo much love. How could I not when it was him? I ended up running my hands through his hair again. I loved playing with his hair, it was quite soothing and I knew he loved it too so win win situation.

"You only have a few more months left until you finish anyway so just bare with it for now," I tried reasoning with him to make him feel better.

He sighed.

"Ugh. Why mornings?" he complained making me go deep in thought.

How do I make him get up? I didn't want him to get scolded by the professor or even skip lessons because he never missed a lesson. A sudden thought came to me.

"I'll give you a long kiss if you wake up now," I tried to compromise.

"I won't reject the offer of you kissing me. I will gladly let you kiss me, but you know that's not going to make me get up anymore," he cheekily grinned at me, making me roll my eyes at him.

Of course he would say a smart remark like that.

"That used to work on you," I mumbled under my breath.

I recalled the memories when it took a kiss for him to wake up. That was the early days of our blossoming relationship.

"Okay then. If you don't get up, then I won't kiss you for the whole day," I stupidly declared.