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thank you sweet souls for staying with this book and with me
warning *smut* please do not read if you are of the faint of heart
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Moving kinda gave me whiplash, well more like Jimin gave me whiplash. He always somehow left my head spinning.
First, he's gone for weeks and then next, he's asking me to move onto his floor. Everything is so up and down and hysterical with him. He always manages to keep me on tip of my toes though no matter what.
His floor was immaculate especially his bedroom.
Submerged in grey, white, and black—it was wonderful, almost like a picture perfect image of a masterpiece. There was a large bed that sat with a duvet in the middle, pristine floors covered in a beige rug, large chests and closets layered with clothing and jewels that must've cost a fortune, and my favorite part—a beautiful balcony overlooking the entire fields.
Everything here was so grande and a part of me didn't want to destroy that with my simple books and treasures I kept beside my bed in my quarter but Jimin insisted. As if on cue, maids, the people I work with and ate with, were bringing in my stuff into the room, holding it with as much care and fragility as possible.
It delighted me but at the same time it didn't.
I knew that him asking me to move with him wasn't going to magically solve our problems.
We had a lot to discuss, a lot of truths and dishonesties to admit to, mostly on his part.
But the delightful part was that we were taking a step further into whatever what was happening between us. Though all isn't forgiven for him just ditching me for a few weeks and unspoken travels to see Mido, I wanted to brush that away for a moment and let this all soak in.
I felt almost like a princess.
When the maids finally dispersed, I leaped onto the bed and plopped down with a hmph.
Instantly, my limbs drowned in the comfort of the smooth, soft sheets under me and the firm bed shifting under my weight. It was purely magnificent and it couldn't compare to the beds down in the quarters. This must have been made out of heaven I swear to you.
My eyes glanced up to the chandelier overhead and I watched the glass twinkle softly. The yellow light casted a small glow into the room, fitting with the gentle silence that was slowly eating its way through my heart.
