Jimin FF

Safe and Sound.

Waking up was the best feeling ever. Feeling the warmth of your body pressed against the covers made you feel safe. You had your window open letting the cool breeze from outside. It meant that it was morning. You unfold the blanket from your body letting you stretch in the process. You still kept your eyes closed when you yawned. You put your soft warm hands on your eyelids feeling if there were eye buggers blocking the arch of your eyes. You rubbed them after so you could open your eyes. It was bright out by the redness you could see with your eyelids closed. As you open up your eyes revealing an open window with white laced curtain flowing with the breeze. Your eyes had to adjust to the beaming light that made your eyes sting a little. You were looking around seeing if you were in the right place. It felt okay and safe.

After a short time adjusting to the morning you sat up from the bed leaving your spine able to crack. Your neck hurt; maybe because I slept wrong, you thought. You faced your side table revealing your phone and a book. You pick up your phone revealing morning messages from your best friend Sam. You unlock your phone and quickly open up your messages revealing "Good morning boo x." With a crooked smile, you respond with a picture of your messy hair. It was time to get up. Setting your phone down you fall back and stretch your arms. You pull yourself up and headed to the bathroom that was filled with a perfume scent. You were happy. You could tell today was gonna be a good day.

You looked in the mirror checking if you had morning pimples. Nope. Grabbing a scrunchie you pull your hair up to brush your teeth and clean off the leftover pimple cream from yesterday. After you got done you went in your closet looking from a pair of shorts and a shirt. Your closet was full of clothes people left over and clothes that your boyfriend leaves in case he needed emergency clothes. You looked at the clothes and decided it was best to grab something from your boyfriend's group of clothes. You noticed he left over your favorite shirt. You got all giddy and took off your shirt. Revealing your bra to the mirror that was hanging on the wall, you saw a familiar face looking at you. You thought it was a robber for a second because they were wearing dark clothes. You jump when you hear "Morning..." You never noticed that they were there staring at the beautiful body your mom had made. It was your boyfriend Jimin. He wrapped his arms around you. "Where did you come from?" You look at him through the mirror. "You mom let me in. Such a sweetheart." You see him lean his head on your shoulder while you had the long sleeves cover almost all your arms leading to your shoulder. He bent back letting you pull on the shirt. He helped you with your hair by pulling it up. You pull the shirt down covering your belly piercings. He walked into the bathroom. You were only wearing lace panties; good thing Jimin didn't notice. You put on black ripped jeans that made your bright orange shirt pop out even more. Your blue eyes popped out with the orange. "Damn girl you looking fine," you said to yourself. "You're damn right baby girl," you could hear him messing around with the stuff in the bathroom. You wiped your eyes while walking to the bathroom. Grabbing the brush you untangle the rat's nest in the back of your head. "Let me help you with that," he grabbed the brush from you and gently brushed the tangles. His touch made you feel sleepy.

It was Monday. Time for school. You didn't bother at all with makeup, it was normal for you to avoid makeup. You grabbed two granola bars from the cupboard and picked up your bag from the corner table. You only lived a short walk from the high school. You say bye to your mom while she was reading a book. She smiled at Jimin and we headed out the door. It was a bit chilly since it was early morning. It wasn't too cold to the point you needed a hoodie. It was just right.

You lived by a bunch of houses with the classmates you shared from room to room. As you the first granola bar Jimin took a piece. "You bastard," you hit him on the arm causing him to fake cry. You laugh while the noise coming from his sob echoed across the parking lot that your high school held. Feeling along your pockets while taking in a bite of the granola bar. Your eyes lit up when you couldn't find your phone. It was hard to talk with food in your mouth so you got Jimin's attention by acting out a figure of a phone.