You felt sick, eyes glued shut and swollen and you knew for a fact that you looked like shit. Your arm still loops around Jimin's weight. Feeling a relief wash over you once you realize that he was still here.
Jimin was fast asleep, his mind completely out of it while your head rested on his bicep.
A thick layer of blankets laid upon the both of you and you flutter your eyes open. Jimin laid dead still, and you look around your apartment in pure exhaustion. His skin was somewhat tanned, which kind of makes no sense because it has been really cold recently.
He stirs and your eyes remain open before lifting yourself up so you can him and come eye to eye.
When his swollen eyes flutter open, they meet yours. But you say nothing at you stare at him. Jimin looks a lot more baby-like in the morning. His lips were fuller and his cheeks were also somewhat chubbier. He looks so... Cute.
Jimin feels a sense calmness washes over him and he can't help but allow his hand to move a piece of your hair from your face.
"How are you feeling?"
His voice was so soothing.
Can't he be like this all the time?
"I don't know, " You truthfully reply.
Your eyes burned, and your anxiety heightened. To be honest, you still couldn't process that last night even happened. It makes you wonder that if Jimin had to leave today...would be able to even sleep? You could ask Jungkook to stay but you're pretty sure the boy has got a life. Jennie can only protect you emotionally - what if something more physical, like last night were to happen again and Jennie would be here? It would put both of you in danger.
"Thank you for staying night, " You say.
"It's really nothing." He dismisses.
It's anything but nothing. This is the second time since you've known him that he has come to the rescue. And it puts so many things into perspective, you feel so safe and secure in his presence. Right now as your bodies were entangled together - you didn't want to leave his sight. And an odd feeling washes over you and it hits you like a ton of bricks.
You never wanted him to leave
"I don't feel safe without you, " You whisper, " And you staying over really means a lot. So thank you."
Jimin rests his hand on your cheek. Suddenly feeling guilty for being an asshole to you, last night opened his eyes and Jimin can't stop himself from being protective. You have an imaginary target on your back, he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if anything happened to you and he would've been able to prevent it.
"I am sorry, " Jimin says, "I am sorry for being so rude to you. I-I, "
"It's fine,"
"No, it's not." He says.
Jimin was so close to your face. But it didn't really bother you. The cold air nips at your ear tips, but you dismiss it as you fall into comfort and warmth that belongs to Jimin. His skin was pale, almost like yours but he was poreless and smooth, your eyes would trace along with his messy hair and onto the shape of his eyes. The dark color in the almost drains out the small spark within them, drowning your reflection in their orbs. But what caught your attention most was his round, full and yet the brightest shade of pink.
They looked so pretty, and it intrigued you, triggering your thoughts to wonder if they felt as soft as they looked.
He watches as your eyes lose focus from his as you practically gawked at his lips.
"Look at her - why would I be dating that."
"I'm serious - you need a makeover. Nobody would want to date or even fuck a girl like you."
"Seriously I wouldn't fuck you - let alone date you. You don't excite me."
And it broke you. Does he still think this way? Yes has apologized but words leave a mark.
"Did mean what you said to be the first time I tutored you?" You mutter, feeling his fingertips start to draw lines in your face.
And you don't flinch.
Jimin frowns, it feels like it's been an eternity since that time, but it was merely two weeks ago.
"No I didn't mean it, " He sighs, " I was having a bad day and I took out on you."
You bite down at your bottom lip. Nibbling at your skin as you can't but ask the question that's burning on the tip of your tongue. You were debating whether not you should ask him but you really wanted to ask.
So you did.
"Are you saying that I am...attractive?"
Jimin scoffs and he does something that causes your heart to come to life and almost beat out of your chest.
He smirks.
"I think you're fishing for compliments, " Jimin smiles, letting his hand run through his hair, leaving your face to be left cold and bare.
"Well all you've ever done is speak down on me." You snort, "I think I deserve at least one compliment from you."
"Maybe - I'll forgive you."
"I thought I was already forgiven?"
"Forgiveness is hard-earned Mister Park Jim-"
The lips that you so badly wanted to know their texture press against yours and you whimper at the unexpected touch. Jimin cups the side of your head gently, giving you some sort of guide to his kiss. You melt into his touch as he smiles with satisfaction when he realizes your relaxation. The world fades at your fingertips and if you had a heartbeat.
You knew it would've been through the roof.
His touch causes you to tremble as your fingers nervously interlocked with his hair. Jimin urges himself to lift, hips meeting with yours as he pins your arms above your head.
Jimin pulls away slowly, his heavy breathes slipping between your lips while your eyes fluttered open.
"You're beautiful, "
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Too cheesy? I kinda love soft Jimin. But his still an asshole in the future...just not to you lol.
