Love Is Not Over {Editing}

Let Go

{A/N: It gets steamy in here. 😉}

"Ughhhh stats has me so confused. It's like the more I practice problems, the less I understand the material. How is that even possible?"

I lean my elbows on the table and bury my forehead in my palms.

It was Saturday afternoon and I had my Stats final in two days. I had spent the last two weeks studying and I was growing more and more frustrated with my inability to master the concepts.

"I just..I need to prove to myself that I can tackle this final. I need to prove to myself that I can get out of my comfort zone and still pass this class."

"Aniyo Jen, don't feel discouraged." He closes his laptop and reaches over to grab my arm.

Out of frustration, small pools of tears begin stinging my eyes and I quickly blink them away before Jimin can see.

Without thinking, I sniffle softly and give myself away.

"Hey Jen, please don't be so hard on yourself." He scoots closer to me.

"You have been studying all quarter and kept up with all the lessons. Even if you don't get a perfect score on the final you still have a solid grade in the class and there's no way you are going to fail. Success isn't always about getting everything right, it's about the effort you put into something. And based on all your effort, you are a success in my eyes."

I finally look up at him and smile.

"Why do you always know exactly how to cheer me up?"

"Trust me, I am my biggest critic too."

"But you are perfect, you really don't need to improve anything."

"Take your own advice gongjunim" he answers and kisses my bare shoulder.

He then wiggles my arms playfully.

"Cmon, I think we are long overdue for a break."

I sigh softly. "You are right."

"What can I get for you? Something that'll take your mind off finals."

"I would LOVE some chai tea."

"I'm on it! Go lie down and rest your eyes. I'll take it to you when it's ready."

I nod a thank you and snuggle up under my blanket.

***

When I open my eyes again, it is dark outside.

I groggily look around the dimly lit room in confusion.

The wall clock catches my attention and I complete the mental math. I had taken quite a generous nap.

"Park Jimin! Why did you let me sleep for so long?" I yell lightheartedly.

"Good morning beautiful!" he calls out from the living room.

A few moments later he appears at the doorway, his mouth curved into an incredible smile.

"How do you feel?"

"A lot better. But what the heck, I was out for like two hours!"

He walks over and stands besides me.

"You looked so calm and at ease, I didn't want to wake you up."

"Well now I just feel lazy, I'm going to stay here for a little while until I fully wake up."

He nods in understanding. "I'll be outside if you need-"

"Oh no you don't!" I grab his arm.

"You get your cute butt in here and cuddle with me right now."

He chuckles before climbing under the sheets next to me.

Jimin moves around a bit, finding the most comfortable position.

"Are you comfy now?"

"Mhm" he hums.

"Good" I state before throwing myself on top of him. I slide my hands between his back and the comforter and squeeze him with all my force.

He half coughs out and half laughs at the sudden impact.

"Ow. You are so clingy right now," He says and pretends to push me away.

"I just want lots of affection." I state matter-of-factly.

He responds by running his hands up and down my back.

"Hey, where's my tea?" I ask, suddenly remembering.

"Babe that was like two hours ago, I drank it."

"How could you?" I gasp in fake betrayal.

"It was going to get cold and it smelled so good. I wasn't going to let it go to waste."

"Okay I can't blame you."

"I'll make you another one later when we study."

I groan. "Eww, don't remind me. Let me mentally prepare for that."

He runs his hand into my hair.

"I'll let you continue enjoying your peace."

I look up and thank him with a kiss.

The movement pulls his shirt down slightly and reveals the super cute mole on his collar bone.

I peck this little spot too.

My mouth presses little pops against his skin.

These small movements soon turn into nibbles. Before long I am licking his luscious skin and painting a love mark on his neck.

His breathing quickens as I reach under his shirt and pinch his nipples teasingly.

Without warning, he sits up and moves out from beneath me.

He gently pushes my back against the mattress and lies between my legs.

Jimin connects our mouths.

Our lips attack one another's with a feverish hunger.

The room echoes with the sounds of lips smacking and the saliva transferring between our mouths.

I lift one leg and wrap it around his lower back, bringing his body closer.

His excitement pressed against my thigh.

I grind my hips up, painfully slow.

All of a sudden he pulls away, his gaze fixed on the wall above me.

He stands and paces the room.

I sit up feeling empty and puzzled. Did I do something wrong?

I cannot help but observe his behavior and note the internal dilemma.

He exhales shaking breaths and shakes his head lightly.

I then move so that I stand in front of him.

We lock eyes.

I place my palm on his chest and feel his rapid heartbeat.

"Everything okay?"

I see the desire burning in his eyes.

"I am... I just- I had a moment and need to control it."

I plant a few pecks on his neck before meeting his eyes again.

"What if I don't want you to control yourself?"

I reach down for his hand before guiding it onto my breast.