Suga's POV
I woke up next to Nami. Our hands enterwined. She's still asleep. The sun is peeking through the curtains.
"Good Morning." I whispered. A smile formed on her lips.
Then she opened her eyes.
You might judged about what happend last night. But it's not it always it is. People don't know what really happens under the blankets.
We ended up sleeping on the floor last night.
*Flashback*
"Can I like you?" My mouth trembled as I spoke. To be honest, I've never said this to any other girls before.
"Of course Yoongi." Her voice sounded like an angel as she answered.
"Jungmal? I really did expect you to laugh. Phew. Man I was nervous."
"Don't be. We can't avoid this. We'll get married soon. Might as well, we should learn to like each other. Not for the sake of the marriage and our parents will but also for the two of us."
"This is why I like you Nami. You talk much. And you speak damn true. I never knew you'd be this sensitive."
" Nah. I just speak my mind. Wanna come over?"
"SURE! I'm already at the door."
I imagined her rolling her eyes.
She hang up and opened the door.
"Come on in."
We went to the balcony and looked at the good city view.
I came near her and held her waist. More like giving her a back hug.
"Johayo."
She smiled. And I swear I saw her cheeks blush. Kyeopta.
"Just sleep in the bed." She said.
I got shocked.
"No kidding?" She shook her head.
I smiled a bit.
Now I'm starting to love her.
*End of Flashback*
Her eyes are still half close. Suddenly she covered her face and turned her back on me.
"Omo. I am really embarassed right now."
I chuckled lightly.
"You shouldn't be." I held her shoulder and turned her around to face me. "Come over here."
I pulled her closer to me.
"Can we stay like this for a little while? I'm starting to get used with you getting closer to me."
Even if I can't see her. I felt her warm smile. She hugged me back.
And slowly I dozed back to sleep.
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The loud thunderclaps. I automatically stood up. Where's Nami?
I got on my feet and walked around the house.
"Nami?..Kwon Nami?"
My mind went wild. Did she leave? What if she gets lost? What if somebody hits on her? What if she gets kidnapped?
I placed my hands on my head. I have to follow her.
