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Haeun's POV
Everything around me feels a bit unfamiliar, from the cushioning under me to the woolly texture of the blanket wrapped around me. As I fully open my eyes, I am able to grasp at my surroundings and realize I am in fact not in my own apartment.
Still a bit drowsy, I push myself to sit upright. Getting a better look at the room I am in, I come to the realization that I am in Jimin's apartment. My eyes widen as flashbacks to the previous night come rushing through my head. I instinctively touch my lips thinking back to that moment.
No way did we actually kiss. Yeah no it must've been a dream.
"You're finally up." The voice startles me, causing me to jolt slightly. I spin around to see an unusually cheery Jimin and my gaze goes straight to his lips. I feel the heat rising to my cheeks as I can't get the feeling of his lips on mine out of my head. "You alright?" he asks, probably referring to my flushed face.
"Yeah, it's just, umm." How was I meant to put this? "I dreamt that we kissed last night. It felt so real," I trail off, not able to look him in the eye. I want to confirm that it actually happened, but if I really just imagined it then this really would've been the most embarrassing thing I ever said to Jimin.
He chuckles at my statement. I can't tell if he's making fun of me or if he's just amused. Maybe both.
"What if I told you it was?" he inquires in a teasing tone. I smile sheepishly at his question.
It was real.
"Then I would say that I want to do it again," I mumble shyly.
"Hmm what was that? Sorry couldn't really hear you," he continues to tease.
"Oh come on Jimin I know you heard me."
"It's hard to say. My hearing has been pretty bad recently—"
"Oh just kiss me Park Jimin," I interrupt, fed up with his games. He simply smiles back at me proudly.
"With pleasure." He leans in and presses his lips onto mine. It's a feeling that I can't put into words. He begins to deepen the kiss, but the moment is interrupted by a sudden grumbling noise.
He pulls away and eyes me curiously. "Was that your stomach?"
"Yeah I think so," I respond, slightly embarrassed.
"Let me make you breakfast. I have a lot of food, so anything you want just name it."
"Ah Jimin, you shouldn't. It's really fine. I can grab something on the way home—"
"Chocolate chip pancakes? Great choice."
"But—"
"Nope. No buts. I want to do this," he says firmly, yet sweetly at the same time. I don't try to argue with him. Instead, I simply smile to myself seeing him already busy in the kitchen.
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Jimin's POV
"Wow this is delicious!"
I smile hearing Haeun's compliments. She nestles closer to me, the plate of food still in one hand as she continues devouring the food with the other. How exactly did all of this happen? It's so unreal, seeing her in my arms like this.
"How did this happen?" I ask. Haeun looks up at me with a confused face. "I mean, why did you confess so suddenly?" She stalls for a bit before answering my question.
"Oh well, that's a bit of a long story. But let's just say I finally came to my senses." I nod at her response, though still not fully understanding. I guess I don't really need to know though. Why question a miracle?
"What I'm curious about," Haeun continues, "is how long you've liked me." For the first time, I feel flustered around Haeun. Did she know this whole time?
"Uhhh, well, I guess ever since the first day of our class together. When you walked in late and then fell asleep during the lesson. I thought you were really cute," I recall the memory with a chuckle.
"What really? What's so cute about that?"
"I think you're underestimating how adorable you look when you're sleeping with drool on your face."
"Hey!" she exclaims, slapping me lightly on the shoulder. I laugh seeing her try to hold in her laughter with a mouth full of food. "But wow, what a coincidence that Mr. Jung asked you to tutor me then," she continues after swallowing.
"Oh right, about that, he never actually asked me to be your tutor. I just wanted to talk to you."
"You know what I'm not surprised. But I'm so glad you did. The last few months we've spent together have been amazing."
"But there's still so much more I want to learn about you and so much I want to do with you. I want to visit all your favorite places and bring you to mine. I want to meet your friends and—"
I am cut off by Haeun's phone ringing. She looks at me apologetically before answering. I watch as she speaks to the person on the phone, seeing her face light up from the conversation.
"Who was that?" I ask once she hangs up.
"It was Namjoon,
"so did you still want to meet my friends with me?"
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Author's Note
Ahh sorry I really don't like this chapter.
But anyways I will likely be wrapping up this story in the next two chapters since I have something new I want to work on!
Thank you for continuing the story this far :)
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Fanfiction❝I dreamt that we kissed last night. It felt so real...❞ ❝What if I told you it was?❞ What happens when you can't separate dreams from reality? Nam Haeun has very vivid lucid dreams, but often times she begins to confuse her dreams with what is real...
