'Do you want to go back to sleep? You haven't slept long.' It was only a few hours, and he couldn't even sleep through most of it
'I don't want to.'
'I'll be right here with you. I'm not going anywhere, I promise.' He should probably shower, but then he'll just get sweaty again, so there's no point
He reluctantly laid back down, but he was looking at me.
'What is it?' I hum
Instead of talking, his hand went over mine, slowly travelling upwards. He went over my forearm, to my upper arm, to my shoulder, and then to my face, gently cupping it from one side.
I leaned my face a bit into his hand, closing my eye for a moment to enjoy his touch, but him pulling me closer got me to open them up.
I just went along, letting him do what he wants, but I didn't see this coming.
He guided me to his chest, laying me down on himself. He held me close, breathing softly as he leaned his cheek on top of my head.
Like I always did, I put my arm around his ribcage, wrapping myself around him slowly. Feeling him exhale as he relaxed set me at ease a tiny bit.
'Does this help?' I whisper
'A lot.' His fingers in my hair tightened a bit at his words, confirming them
I didn't wanna talk. I just wanted to be with him. So I kept still and silent as I felt him slowly drift off to sleep again.
Good thing his shirt was already wet, so he won't feel a few more tears on it. Him being so confused is confusing me.
I'm happy that he wants me this close and that he's holding me, but it's breaking me knowing that he doesn't know why he wants it.
But if this is what he needs, then I will do anything to help him.
He grumbled a few times, and I was afraid he might go through the same thing again, but he suddenly calmed down, turning on his side and wrapping himself around me instead.
He's killing me here.
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Staying this still just to make sure that he's getting some rest got me sleepy as well. His scent is invading my mind as it always had, and his arms around me make me feel safe.
I think he might be waking up slowly. He's gotten a bit fidgety. I gave it a few minutes, not wanting to disturb him, and I was right.
'Mmmmm...' he hummed in that deep voice as his arms tightened a bit around me, then relaxed again. I guess he is more disoriented than he knows because he got startled a little seeing me.
'Rain?'
'Hey.' I spoke softly, not moving a millimetre. 'Good morning.'
'Hey.' He relaxed quickly
'Did you manage to get some rest? Did you have those dreams again?' I ask
'I didn't have any dreams after those first ones. I actually... I slept okay.' He sounded surprised. 'Thank you.' He leaned in, kissing my hair
'There's no need to thank me, Jimin. I'll gladly do this every time you want to. Besides, what's a wife for?' I tease
'Right. A wife.' He chuckles
'I'm gonna go shower. Do you wanna go after me? Or... with me?'
'Umm...'
'I'm only teasing you.' I giggle. 'I know we're not there yet. It's just that I never saw you flustered before, so it's cute.'
'You're not supposed to make fun of me.' He pretends to whine
'Of course, I am. You got used to it once. You can get used to it again.' I raised myself up a little, leaving a kiss on his cheek. 'I'll be in the shower if you decide to join.'
'Right.' He chuckled
Gotta shoot my shot, y'know.
I didn't lock the door or anything. If anything happens, I can just run out quicker. But I need to shower. He sweat so much after that nightmare that I'm sweaty.
I got under the hot water, letting it wash away all the sweat along with my worries. If only they could be washed away that easily...
I didn't hear anything from the water, so I had a minor heart attack when I felt fingers on my shoulders.
I turned around in shock to see Jimin. Very naked Jimin. Damn. Damn. Damn.
'You scared me.' I smiled, trying to keep my eyes up. I mentally slapped myself about 20 times, scolding myself not to be a horny idiot.
'I'm sorry. I couldn't wait to wash myself off. I know how much I sweat when I get those dreams.'
'It's okay. Come here.' I pulled him closer gently, pulling him more under water.
His silver strands instantly got washed down, making him seem like a little wet puppy. Until he pushed the hair back and turned into a fucking supermodel.
I can't stare at him. I need to turn around.
I turned around, leaning my head back a bit to wash my hair, but he surprised me once again.
His hands were on my shoulders, and I felt him taking a step closer. His chest was almost against my back as he gently rubbed my shoulder.
'You threw yourself in front of me.' He mumbled, his thumb gently touching the bullet wound on the back of my shoulder. 'You protected me.'
He leaned closer, placing a kiss right above it.
'I would do it again in a heartbeat.' I reached over, putting my hand on his
He pressed himself to me, his chest close against my back, his arms around my waist. And his lips on my neck.
What?
'Jimin, what's going on?' I barely murmured as I felt his lips leave a hotter trail than the water on my skin
'I don't know.' He blew out in frustration. 'I can't control myself at times. It's like I'm going crazy if I can't touch you.'
'Then touch me. Touch me all you want. I'm yours anyway.'
He pulled back a bit, taking my hand and turning me to himself.
The water dropplets were sliding down his face, highlighting his perfect features. More water dripping over his bottom lip, down his chin. His eyes were on my lips for a while before they travelled down my body, pausing at every scar he saw.
Both his hands reached for me, touching the scars on my ribs. The one on the right is barely there, but the left side is more visible.
He's looking at me the same way he did after he first gave me these.
'Jimin.' I took a step closer, putting both my hands around his neck, just to make him look up
'Rain...' he mumbled my name, his eyes going to my lips again. 'I want you.'
'I'm yours.'
He said he wanted me, but I didn't think he'd attack me like this.
I didn't get to blink, and I was pressed against the shower wall, his body pressed against mine.
The kisses were desperate, deep. His hands all over my body, gripping and pulling on me. Oh, yes. He deeeeefinitely wants me.
All this water and steam, and he's the one making me overheat.
His hot breath on my lips at his glaze over mine, claiming them hungrily. He wouldn't stop kissing me even as he picked me up, making we wrap my legs around his hips.
He pressed me against those tiles, holding me up under my ass with one arm, using his other hand to lean my head and kiss my neck. Oh, how I missed his lips... his hands... his skin on mine...
He pulled away for a moment, cupping my face... 'Rain...' That's all he said. My name.
'I love you.' I pulled him back for a kiss, moaning into it as he pushed into me, moaning lighlty himself.
He started moving, placing his hand on the tile wall next to me as he kept moving. His head was hung low in my neck, his moans a music to my ears.
I just tried to hold onto him as best as I could, my fingers in his hair, my legs around his waist.
His lips met the skin on my throat, leaving a path up to my lips, where both of us just kept gasping and moaning against each others lips.
'Those sounds you make turn me on so much.' He almost growled, kissing me wildly once again, going a bit harder