Taehyung, a music major who only dreams about having his own jazz bar someday,
MEETS
Jungkook, a student who can't wait to get out of school and accomplish all the milestones he has planned for himself.
Fate is pushing them towards each other but th...
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Hiiiiii, I'm back with a new update! I am so sorry about the delay but I had tons of submissions and personal issues going on. Nevertheless, I'll try to keep my updates regular from now on. Have a good read:)
My eyes fluttered open, Taehyung's sleeping face the first thing in my vision. I rubbed my eyes, wondering how Tae got there. Reaching into my memories from the previous night, I remembered that I had decided to stay over at his place. I didn't want to leave him alone after everything he confessed to me last night. I would hate to think that he would take some extreme steps, like hurting himself if I left him alone. He seemed to want me to stay too, jumping on my offer when I made it.
I had insisted that I sleep on the couch, since I didn't think he would be comfortable sharing a bed but he urged me to sleep in his room. He convinced me that he didn't mind sharing, so I agreed. We kept a respectable distance between us, distance that I was yearning to cross but knew not to.
Right now, seeing Tae sleeping in front of me, I realized how much I loved this moment. I could get used to waking up to him if we ever got to that point. He looked absolutely adorable, his eyes fluttering lightly as if he were dreaming and his mouth slightly open, drool spilling out from the side of his mouth onto his pillow.
He looked extremely peaceful, like all his burdens were lifted off him and he was free as a soaring bird. I felt like I was seeing him at his most vulnerable, because people's guards are down when they are asleep, and I adored what I saw.
I propped myself up on my elbow to get a better look at him, noticing features I didn't know existed, like the little moles by the corner of his lips and under his nose. I observed how plump and rosy his lips were, the most perfect pair of lips I had ever laid my eyes on and how long his eyelashes were, so luscious that it could make any person on this planet jealous. He was ethereal, absolutely angelic. I just couldn't believe that a person this beautiful could even be human.
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His long, coal black hair was falling over his eyes, tickling his nose, his face scrunching up at the feeling. Not wanting him to wake up because of that, I reached my hand out and tentatively pushed his hair behind his ear. His eyes opened slightly when I did that, sleepily trying to make sense of where he was and who he was with. He opened one eye completely and looked startled when he saw me. I guess he too forgot how we ended up here. He opened the other eye slowly, his lips pulling up in a smile as he looked at me. I mimicked the smile, retracting my hand from behind his ear.
