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—Sharna
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An incoming breeze rippled the thin, satin curtains, caressing everything present in the hotel room; including the sleeping girl's soft skin, making her stir gently. The buttery golden daylight harshly glinted on the glassed windows, bouncing on the wooden furniture - lightening its dark walnut color.
The entire aura wasn't ideal to sleep in anymore, hence she drowsily sat up straight, rubbing her eyes before squinting at her somewhat-boyfriend working a few meters away.
His sight drove away every single bit of residual fatigue that draped her eyelids.
Apparently it wasn't anything too magnificent to - just a teenager folding his clothes before neatly stacking them in his suitcase - yet there was so much to see. Mina's gaze remained unwavered from his plump lips as she felt her cheeks heat up upon the revival of the wonders they did the night before.
His puppy eyes indicated he clearly wasn't enjoying the chore, small hands gripping his clothes exasperatedly. Mina was affirmative that she could watch him undistracted for ages.
"You know, I would've been creeped out by now if it wasn't you."
The girl was caught off guard, her cheeks flushed as she covered them with her delicate palms. Jimin chuckled too, amused by her antics nevertheless working.
"Do you really have to go today?" She asked through her hands.
Jimin's heart sank at the bitter fact, hands momentarily ceased with a clutched t-shirt as he spoke lowly, "It's been two weeks, and I'm not on vacation or something."
"But...what if your parents kick you out?" Mina suggested, her anguish clearly visible as she throw random scenarios around, "If they do, will you please come to me?"
"I'll come to you even if they don't."
There were hints of sorrow in both of their voices that they weren't exactly successful in concealing. Jimin didn't need expertise to perceive the sudden dullness. His reasonable emotional intelligence forced him to pause packing and walk over to the bed. The mattress sank a bit as he settled beside her, placing a hand on her shoulder.
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Dichrome || k.th [COMPLETED]
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