I woke up, the sun nearly blinding me. Ah, Saturday. My favourite day of the week. 11:30 a.m., Not bad, not bad at all. I smell something good. I smell...food, ya...  warm, nice food.

Instinctively, I quickly put on my robe and went downstairs to find out who and what was cooking. As I came down the stairs, I saw someone sleeping on my couch.

Who the f***?

I walked closer and saw Jimin sleeping on the couch. I must've left the door open last night. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I should've been given an award for my generosity.... Take whatever you want thieves! I won't notice!!!

I sat on his feet and positioned my feet so that there was one foot on each side of this gorgeous and adorable man. I stared at him, and I felt it again. I wanted to get rid of the space between us. I wanted him, his body, his everything. Just Him. 

Impulsively, I pecked his lips. It's not like there's anyone to watch. I thought. I leaned closer again, when suddenly I felt myself flip over, with an awake Park Jimin centimetres away from my face. He kissed me hard and I put my hands in his hair. Every inch of him was perfection, perfection that I missed out on during all these years. He's good, really good. I thought as we just kissed on the couch. 

Click

The toaster clicked to indicate our finally finished breakfast and it disturbed the tension between the both of us. We both separated quickly and he quickly blushed and looked away. On the other ha