♡FALLING IN LOVE♡|PJM Fanfiction|

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I give her a quick kiss on the lips, and every time my mind wanders to the ridiculousness of our situation, I feel the urge to draw closer to her. I know these thoughts are just part of the journey we've embarked on together. We may have started early, but I'm eager to introduce her to my parents.

Seeing the look on my parents' faces earlier, I could tell Eomma would need some time to process everything, but Appa seemed cool with it. As long as I have him on our side, we'll be okay. He can handle Eomma, and Y/N is easy to love. Once Eomma gets to know her, she'll love her too.

"I'm not sure about this," she hesitated before speaking. "Don't you think it's too early? I'm not saying that I don't want to meet them, but we've barely gotten to know each other and now this. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?"

I let out a sigh.

"I understand, my baby. And regarding our few dates, mind you that you have repeated a lot of times since you came which I'm not like" I said, taking her hands and sitting beside her on the bed. "If it's bothering you that much, we can go on more dates." She immediately shook her head.

""I didn't mean–"

"I know you didn't," I nod as I speak, looking into her eyes. 

It was a quiet moment, and we were both lost in our thoughts. She rested her head on my shoulder, and I could feel her breathing slow down. I couldn't help but smile, feeling content and happy.

"I would love to sit with you like this for the rest of my life, baby, but Appa and Eomma are waiting for us," I said to her, breaking the silence. She looked up at me, and I held her cheeks in the palm of my hands. "You want to meet them, right?"

After thinking for a minute, she nodded her head. I smiled, feeling proud of her for making the decision.

"It would be rude to leave without talking to them," she said, getting up from the bed. She walked to the mirror beside the side table. "Let me tidy up a little."

I watched her as she stood in front of the mirror, fixing her hair. She is a beautiful woman, both on the outside and inside. I felt grateful to have her in my life, and I knew that I would do anything to make her happy.

she suddenly sighed. "Ruined my first impression," she muttered, looking down at her shirt.

I quickly reassured her, "You didn't. You were looking pretty."

She scoffed, "It's just the love that's speaking this to me. Ask a random person about how I look and they'll explain to you in detail how ridiculous Joker I was looking." She tugged her shirt down and tried to smooth out the ruffles.

"Why would I bother asking a random person when I'm telling you, you were looking pretty?" I asked with a smile.

But I knew better than to argue with her. She was stubborn, and I had to accept it.

"Let's close the topic," she whispered, her fingers touching her lips. "But first, do you have any lip balm? My lips feel so dry."

I couldn't resist the opportunity to tease her. "I have a natural chapstick, want to try it?" I asked, grinning mischievously.

"I don't care if it's natural or chemically made, I just need something for my lips right now," she replied, looking at me with pleading eyes.

Suddenly, I couldn't stand it any longer. I grabbed her face in my hands, pulled her towards me, and kissed her passionately. Her lips were so chapped, but I didn't care. I ran my tongue across her lips, and she moaned softly.

She tried to resist at first, pushing against my body, but soon she kissed me.

"I can't believe you have no shame! Appa and Eomma are sitting right outside, and you're kissing me like your life depends on it." I couldn't help but smile, feeling giddy from the excitement.