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“Me?” Jiwon rubbed her eye lazily, “I couldn’t sleep so I thought I’ll skip through the channels... wanna join?” They ended one of their dates pretty late, spent the evening close to Jiwon’s apartment anyway so she made the bold move to ask Jimin to stay, there was no harm in it, she simply wanted him to be safe. Insisting he took the bed, the nurse argued that she needed to go through some papers sent to her, papers about her father’s case. In the end, she could not sleep over it, certain details bothered the female, caused her to stir on the couch until she eventually gave in and just turned on the tv. For some reason, however, HIS presence already helped her calm down a little. “Come...” she patted the empty space next to her.
{★} — Jimin had been somewhat relieved that he didn’t have to drive home after their date, he didn’t think the several drinks he’d had would have been within legal limits. Not that Jimin had been drunk or anything. Just... Not safe. At first he had protested against her offer to have him sleep in her bed, but Jiwon was as stubborn as he was. So when sleep threatened to take over, he retreated to her bedroom. Everything had her scent; her pillow smelling like her shampoo, the blankets like her. It was awfully soothing. Regardless, he was not used to sleeping in a strange bed, which caused him to toss and turn for a while. Eventually he had given up and decided to go and grab a glass of water. He had been surprised to see her awake but joined her without hesitation on the couch. “Any particular reason why you can’t? or is it because of the couch?” He questioned her lightly, he wasn’t going to open that argument again. Jimin noticed the papers on the coffee table but made no move to grab or peek at them. “Or is it because of that?”


















