It was Christmas eve and you all were settling in to the beautiful winter cottage house Taehyung rented out for you all. It looks like a beautiful twin wooden house from the front but it's actually connected in the middle allowing a lot of space and rooms just enough for everyone to fit in. Since Yoongi had to fly to China for an emergency business work there was a spare room. Jin came with his niece and nephew again, mainly because Jae was there. You were thankful towards him. So you all decided to give the extra room to the kids and settled in others in pairs.

Once that was done, Jin and Jungkook headed towards the kitchen to prepare the dinner. Jimin was preparing the fire place with Hoseok and Taehyung was making hot chocolate for everyone. As for the ladies, Sarang was seated in the corner watching over the kids with her very visible baby bump. Ash was piling up the secret santa gifts to stack up under the tree while you, Vinny and Joanne decorated it.  

"We should video call Mel later." Joanne suggested while tangling up a little gift box ornament on to the tree.

"I was thinking about it a while ago." You say smiling.

"Yeah we should totally. Ash you remember Mel right?" Vinny ask as she got on top of a chair to reach the top parts of the tree.

"Yeah of course. Joon's wife right? I only got to speak to her at her wedding but we clicked just fine. She is really nice and fun." Ash adds.

"That she is. She is a crackhead to be honest." Joanne says and you all chuckled agreeing on it.

"Really? No wonder, felt the connection. Probably the crackhead vibe since I'm also one." She jokes. Ash is really fun too, totally Hoseok's type. You can see why Hoseok is head over heals for Ash. Beauty and Humor, great combo.

You girls chit chatted as you proceeded to complete the task. As you all almost finished up the work, Taehyung walked in on time with the hot drinks, " Ladies.. Please have a mug of Tae's special." He says holding out the tray. You immediately quirked a brow at him giving the suspicious look when he announced it like that.

"You didn't put any weird shit in this did you?" Vinny asks Taehyung as if she just read your mind since he called the drinks special.

"Just bit of my love other than cocoa, milk and sugar. This one here is with extra love just for my beautiful lady." He picks a separate mug and hands over to Joanne. Ash went all awe but you, Vinny and Joanne held on the sus look. 

"Oh god for heaven sakes there is nothing in here. Let me prove it to you." Taehyung grumbled and took a sip from his girlfriend's mug. 

"See.. it's perfectly fine." He says and then you all looked at Joanne. She knew what to do and tried it out hesitantly. Once the liquid touched her lips her face changed and sipped few more. "It's good." She cleared and Taehyung gave the 'I told you so' look.

"You got that for Jo separately." You pointed out and Taehyung rolled his eyes. "Fine." He says and turn his head towards the side to see who was there.

"Yah Jimina..get over here please." He called out to his friend. Jimin looked up in your direction and then turned to tell something to Hoseok before walking in your way.

"What's up?" He asks coming behind you to place his hand on the small of your back. You just love how he always come near you to show some kind of affection when he is not busy with anything else. He mostly does this to let you know that he is here for you. After the night you had your nightmare, you could see how he is waiting for you to open up even though he never push on it. He assures you that he loves you no matter what. You just need to find a way to open up, you have been trying. But you let the good moments take over like these ones and push those back being a little greedy.

"Can you please drink this and tell your lady if it's poison or not. I'm offended that they are accusing my sweet gesture for them." Taehyung explains and hands over a mug to Jimin. Like Joanne he was hesitant but trusting his friend, he sipped on it.

"Hm.. it's actually good. It's just hot choco, love. It's safe." Jimin gives the mug he sipped on to you. Trusting your boyfriend you took a sip and confirmed. So the others proceeded to take theirs and nodded in satisfaction.

"See. I told you. I'm hurt." Taehyung pouts and Joanne apologized with a kiss to his cheek. "Sorry babe. It's not our fault. You  always pull pranks so.." She trailed off and Taehyung just dramatically hmphed and walked away. "Oh gosh babe!" Joanne groaned and followed him.

Ash shook her head, Vinny rolled her eyes while you and Jimin chuckled. You leaned against him and offered him another sip. "You can have it love. I need to go help out Kook to set up the grill now. I'll be in the kitchen if you need me." He tells you and you give a slight nod. Smiling down at you, he squeezes you to him gently and kisses  the top of your head before leaving you with your friends.

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As you drift into the arms of sleep, as a child into wonderland, first you dream of beautiful things. But slowly your brain draws monsters as a sort of montage, changing as the moments pass. You were having a nightmare again, tossing a turn for what felt like hours. In the middle of your dream, a little boy crawled out to the darkness to your feet. A boy who you know too well. But instead of smiling like always he was crying too painfully.

You quickly cradled him in your arms and looked up only to stare in horror – the wall was stained with gruesome blood stains. The smell around you  became all too obvious and you felt the need to vomit...  It was the disgusting leftover porridge that head sister of the church made punished kids eat. That motion was quickly put away and forgotten in an instant when the shuffling of feet rustled behind you. Panic. You turned around in a blur, your eyes huge and watering. Your stomach stirred in the slightest. The little boy had vanished from your hands and you were now standing in front of the old church that once was an orphanage.

Laughing and giggling sounds of kids echoed in the empty fields. Your legs wobbled as you tried to take a step forward. The rush of wind made you snap your head to the side and the half broken wooden door creaked drawing you towards it. Hesitantly you reached the door and entered through the door and you were suddenly in the dining hall where all of the kids were wearing matching white clothes and they all sat and dined under the observations of the elders. 

You walked passed them into the familiar path. You heard your name being called from the most favorite person in the world so you hurried to the room where you would find the owner of the voice. But as you entered all you found was a blood covered bed. Fear took over you. The room was closing in and when you turned to run, the head sister appeared out of nowhere and pushes you into the small closet space and shut the door on you. From the tiny crack you could see her turning to walk away. "No please. Don't leave me. Please. I'll be good." You started chanting. You were trying to break free as your cries slowly started getting louder and louder as the dread was taking over you. 

"Y/n!"

"Y/n? wake up. It's just a dream. It's just a dream. Wake up." You started hearing a faint voice as your body shook.

"Baby I'm here. Please. Wake up. It's ok." The soft gentle voice with mix of worry and fear echoed in your ears. Your brain collected those words and then your heart recognized the voice. You snapped your eyes open with a light gasp. 

Confused, angry, sad and a little scared, your heart leaping out of your chest in no time, You didn't know what to do for a second because of the war in your heart. Looking around in panic, heart beating wildly till you gathered up enough senses to realize that you were safe. You were in a different place. A place where you are totally safe because your safe haven was here with you. Your Jimin was holding you to his dear life.

 "Jimin?" You called out to be sure that you are not dreaming.

"Yes love. It's me. I'm here." He responded fast and pressed a kiss to your forehead and that was enough to break you down. "It's ok baby. Let it out. Let it out." He encouraged you, holding you closer to him. Without another word, you wrapped yourself into him to let out the frustration and cried out while your loving Jimin patiently calmed you down, showering you with his love and comfort.

After what felt like ages, you were no longer in tears. You were just snuggled up to your boyfriend, mind blank while feeling all his touches and caresses. His lips pressed against your head once again and you closed your eyes accepting the warm comforting feeling you get every time he does that.   

"Are you ok now?" you felt his lips move against your head as his soft voice fell to your ears. You give a slightly nod against his chest, feeling his hand glide down your back as you both were under the thick blanket to protect yourselves from the winter cold. There was silence again but not for long till Jimin decided to speak again.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" He asks, concern laced in his voice. You thought about this for a while and decided to give him an honest answer.

"Trust me. I want to.. but I can't see a way through this" you say trying to hide in his chest. But he cups your face and holds you in place to pull back and look at you. You meet your eyes with his as he searched for yours. Stroking his thumb over your face lovingly, he asks, "Can you see your next step? The very first step that you need to take?" You think about it for another minute and give a nod because you know where the first step should be. "Then just take that step. You will eventually make it through." he says giving the little push you needed.

You sigh and look down at his chest area where some design was printed on the hoodie he was wearing. You couldn't see properly as the orange dimly lit lamp was only enough to make out the facial features. Lifting your index finger, you placed it on top of the design and started running your finger over the pattern as you started. "As you know now, I was raised in an orphanage which were run by religious sisters. I-I didn't have a smooth life there. It was hard growing up there when the head sister hated me for no reason. I mean we all were abandoned and we didn't ask for it. But till date I don't know why she treated me the way she did." You say and you feel Jimin pulling you more closer to him.

 "Did she hurt you?" His voice was low but heavy with concern. It felt like he was scared to know the answer to that. Scared because he would feel helpless and wouldn't know if he could ever heal your scars, not that he won't try. He will give his all and more if he could take away those painful memories away from you.

"Sometimes." You confirmed his fears and you felt his grip tighten on you. But you couldn't let him feel bad for something that happened in the past. Pulling away you looked up at him, at his face but avoided his eyes. You brushed away few strands of hair from his forehead as he watches you and listens to you. "At first it started when I was ten I think. I used to be a curious kid. I used to question anything and everything. No one could handle me except for Ray. I wasn't mischievous or anything. Just liked to talk a lot. One day out of curiosity I questioned on stuff from the Head sister as my seat was right next to hers. At first she gave one word answers here and there but later she ignored me completely. I think I was getting on her nerve, so unknowingly I kept bugging her and one day she just snapped and stopped me from entering the dinner hall. As a punishment saying that I don't respect the food and the dinner time, she only let me have the leftovers hours later.-

"It continued for few days and I couldn't stomach it. It was smelly and disgusting so I would always end up puking. I didn't think of that much. I thought I deserved the punishment.. but luckily I always had Ray with me. The one soul who truly cared for me and looked after me. But that was just the beginning of everything. One of the following days when Ray and I tried to sneak out at night to watch the stars since there was a field near by. We had heard that it's so beautiful down there, so we were excited and curious too. But we ran out of luck because, on our way out, I accidentally knocked over the Head Sisters favorite pot plant which she treated it like a child. Ray was going to cover for me but one of the other sisters saw it. I got into trouble. After that day I was blamed for almost everything just to have me punished, even the things that I didn't even do. At first it started with giving me leftover food and making me stand outside in the hot sun or the cold weather. But as I grew standing turned into kneeling and if I voice out anything I was locked up in a small old closet in the kitchen. I was so scared. I thought the darkness would swallow me up. I thought there were demons out to get me." Your words linger for a little while as you shuddered to the memories you got. You knew Jimin was staring at you, probably with a pained, hurt, pity or an angry expression, you can't tell for sure but you didn't want to find out either. 

"I tried screaming, I tried crying, I tried being good in every way possible. I even stopped talking and started learning well to impress her so the tortures would stop and she would just accept me and appreciate me just like other kids. I started getting top scores and excelled in many things but the treatments got worser. She kept telling me that I was a misfortune and bad luck. She said no one wanted me and all I'll bring is misery. She had a lot of hate towards me. But Ray was the only person who tole me otherwise and kept me going. It was getting harder to stay there. I wanted out, so one night Ray and I decided to run away from that hell. Ray turned eighteen and I was only sixteen at that time. We made it out of there and we somehow made it through in life. It was hard but we were ok, we were happy for a short period of time.."

You stopped for a second to breathe in to get out the next few parts of the story as it stings your heart. "Then things got ugly and tragedy just hit us so bad separating us forever. It hurts. I made a really stupid choice once that had some devastating consequences. It was so hard to live on, it made me guilty to even live at one point.. but somehow I made it through, mostly because I was left with Jae. I'm better and happy now, I promise.. But sometimes, when I'm overwhelmed with unavoidable things that jogs the memories.. those things haunt me and makes me believe that I'm all alone and no one loves me enough to be with me. That I really am a misfortune. And people just pity me.. they don't want anything to do with me. That's why I don't want to talk about my past." You say and Jimin's grip got tighter on you.

"That's not true. You are the greatest blessing that anyone can have in their lives. We all have a past.. you don't have to be scared of sharing yours with me." He hushed against your temple making you warm on  the inside. 

"I know that. There are some things that I'm still not ready to share. But right now, sharing at least this much feels like a little bit of weight just got lifted. Thank you for listening to me." You say really feeling better and finally look at Jimin.

His eyes were nothing that you expected to see. Sure, there were pain in them.. pain for you but also you could see a sense of pride in them, and lots of love. "I'm glad that you shared at least these. I know it was not easy and you must have been hurt a lot. But Y/n, I want you to see that you are a superwoman. You made it through all of that and became a beautiful, wonderful, amazing and loving person. You are a great mother, great friend, great worker and a great lover with a big warm heart. I'm really proud of you for who you are today. And I love you so damn much. You are not alone. You got me, our Jae and great friends. You are loved in all possible ways." He says every word meaning from his whole heart and you really appreciate it.

" I know. And I feel blessed to have you all in my life now. But sometimes I feel like the broken pieces of my heart are just scarred for life and the ugliness will keep everyone away. Sometimes I wish I was normal and had a normal life. Maybe then I could have loved you better." You tell him with all seriousness because you feel like these things somehow stops you from being the best. You sure do love him more than anything, but you wish you could give more without any of these heavy weight and scars.

"You are wrong love. There is no one ounce of ugliness in you. And I'm here, aren't I? So stop thinking like that. Besides you are not normal because you are extra ordinary. And I believe that's what brought us together. The steps you took, made you who you are today and you should be happy about it. And baby, the way you love me is more than enough. There is no better because it's the damn best. The way you make me feel is out of this world. I have no words to explain it. It's like staring into the lights of beautiful stars in a beautiful night... And believe me when I say this.." Jimin shifts to look at you with all seriousness as well. He wants you to know whatever he is going to say next is all true.

"If only I could unbreak your heart. Pull you close and fall in love with all your beautiful scars.. You know I'd find a way to rewrite the stars. Cause I don't want to watch you fall apart lying in these arms." Your heart tugged at that and rush of unexplainable emotions came over you. This man is for life. He is not going anywhere. You pulled Jimin closer and crashed your lips with his. Need, love, desperation all pouring into the kiss.

A small grunt left his lips when you accidently bit his lip but he didn't let you pull away. He kissed you right back pulling you closer but that wasn't enough. Even though it was snowing and cold outside, your body was heating up and it craved Jimin's warmth as much as your heart did in the moment. you slide your one hand up his neck and tugged on his hair, pressing yourself more into him. Jimin's hand moved down to the hem of your sweater and slide inside to touch your skin. You felt a shiver run down your spine as his hand glide up your back.

"Jimin." You whisper gasped as lips moved along your jaw and down to the sweet spot of your neck to kiss you there. It was not only you who was craving this closure in this moment, Jimin did too. You could tell by the way he is touching you and kissing you. 

His fingers worked over two to three big buttons on your sweater to have your top skin exposed for him to kiss. All the soft moans, caresses and kisses were driving you both crazy. You felt his hardness pressing against you and you wanted to feel him. You tugged at his hoodie and he quickly took it off along with his pants and your pants too. You reached down to the hem of your sweater to tug it off since it was the only piece of clothing but Jimin stopped you. "It's cold. I don't want you to get sick so leave it on." He kiss the corner of your lip melting you.

"But you-" He didn't let you finish as he took your lips in his again. You pulled the cover over you both just to keep him warm too. Making love under the sheets definitely feels different.. more intimate. It's already feeling nice and cozy so the rush you felt calmed down all of a sudden. You still needed each other but surprisingly you didn't want this heavy, yet euphoric feeling to end just yet. So everything was slow and steady. Trying to tell each other things that words can't explain.

Jimin didn't even realize his own power. This time, instead of kissing because you two are about to have sex, You both were just... kissing. It was gentle. Easy. There was no other sound in the room except for the quiet sounds of your lips moving together and the occasional rustling of the sheets. He slowly brought his other hand over to rest a few fingers near your chin to tilt your
head a bit, pulling your bottom lip between his own lips as you surged forward eagerly. But the pace was still slow and sweet. and he felt like losing himself quickly, taking as much from you
as possible while still trying to give you everything.

You look up to lock your gaze with Jimin when he pulls back. Both of you breathing hard, noses brushing, hearts beating and love blooming. "I'm so happy that you let me in. To let me own another piece of you." Jimin says, finger tips brushing your cheek. You smile at him and he smiles back. And then you voiced your thoughts. "I know that there are pieces of you that are not all happy. If you ever want to let me in, I'll be happy to have those pieces too." 

Jimin's eyes shifted a little. He hate that you had to go through those horrible memories to tell him all those things. It's obviously hard to talk about, but he appreciate that you did. Since you opened up and let him in, he thought it's only fair to open up his closed heart too. You deserved all the pieces of him, not just one.

The smile disappears from Jimin's face and his eyes are suddenly sad again. The variance in his expressions is so extreme. When he's sad, he looks sadder than anyone you've ever known. But when he's happy, he looks happier than anyone you've ever known. Jimin threads his fingers through yours and squeezes them. "My childhood was not so great either. I lived on for the sake of living thanks to my friends. My dad used to be a drunkard and my mom didn't care about me and my brother." He says and then you give a surprised look at him at this new information. Jimin notices it, his voice gets quieter and you can tell he doesn't want to talk about it. But you love that he does anyway. 

"I did have a brother and I loved him more than anything. Jihyung and I were unloved and ignored by our parents so we only had each other. It was thanks to him that I was able to survive and grow up without dying in hunger. He looked after me and fed me every way possible. He loved me, cared for me and understood me. We were just kids, he was just a kid too but he acted like an adult for me. But as we grew things got hard. Dad got sick and mom was barely home. She was busy spending all dad's money which he got from his family after our grandparents died. So we were running low on money and didn't know how to continue feeding ourselves and go to school. But since I had my brother with me, I thought everything will be fine.. we will find a way." Jimin squeezes your hands and inhales a breath. He's not looking you in the eye, so you knew his story won't go well and you hate it for him. It makes you wonder if this is what made him insecure and vulnerable that day after your first time. The reason he looks as sad as he does sometimes. 

"But one day.. When I returned home from school.. he was gone. All he left was a letter promising to be back for me once he earns enough to take care of me. I felt broken, I felt lost. I didn't know how to take care of things alone. Dad's condition kept getting worser and I couldn't recognize my mom day by day. It was a living hell. But I held on to the hope that my brother would be back for me. I held out to the empty promise and waited for him. But he never came back." You feel the weight of his sadness in your chest as you stare at him. There's so much of it and you just want to take them away if that's possible.

"Did you try searching for him? Try to reach out and find out why he never came back." You ask and Jimin's eyes finally meet yours. "He abandoned me Y/n. He was never coming back.. he didn't want anything to do with me. But I heard that he got his own family and living  a very happy life. At first I was angry knowing that.. All I could think was negative things of myself. Like you.. i thought maybe I was wasn't worth it." He paused to gulp the tightness he was feeling in his throat.

"To be honest.. I would have been ok even if he didn't come back for me.. but he should have at least let me know that he was doing well. At least one letter or something to know that I was never forgotten. That I was still in his heart as his brother as much he is in mine. These thoughts almost turned into hate.. but before that I decided to let it go and pretend that I never had a brother. It wasn't easy.. That emptiness lingered and I didn't know if I could ever be could be happy and feel complete. A lot of thoughts were eating me up until recently but not anymore. Not after I found you." Your heart twitched at that. It's definitely how you feel now too. 

You thought about how Jimin and you were so different... and yet so similar. You carried the guilt of not fighting when you thought you should have, and he carried the scar of what happened in his part, you both did. You both had each reacted differently in a moment of terror, and yet you both still hurt. Maybe there was no right or wrong, no black or white, only a thousand shades of grey when it came to pain and what you each held yourselves responsible for.

You bring one of his hands up to your mouth and you kiss it. "It does get better with time." You tell him and Jimin gives a soft sad smile. " I tell myself that. And I believe it now. We were both are not at fault here. No matter what consequences we suffered as a result, We are here now, we got each other." 

You don't even try to offer him reassuring words. Sometimes situations don't have a positive side, you know that from experience. They just have a whole lot of sad sides. You reach up and touch his cheek first, then you touch the corners of his sad eyes. Your fingers move to the scar on the corner of his eye lid that he showed you few nights back. "The woman you said who accidently slapped you wearing the metal ring.. was it your mom? Is she the one who gave you this scar?" You ask and he hesitantly nods.

 You push him slightly to get slightly on top of him and press your lips to his scar. You kiss it from one end to the other and then lift up and look Jimin in the eye. "I'm sorry that happened." He forces a smile, but it fades as fast as it appeared. "Thank you." He says not sure of what you were referring to.

You move your lips to his cheek and kiss him there, softly. "I'm sorry that you had to let go of your brother." You can feel Jimin release a rush of air as his arms wrap around you. "Thank you. At least he is fine and happy. And I found my solace too." He says looking at you with thankful eyes, love filled eyes which were slowly coming back to normal.

You drag your lips from his cheek to his mouth and you kiss him gently. Then you pull back and look at him again. "I'm sorry, For everything.. including the things I did to push you away." You whisper.

Jimin watches you in silence for a few brief seconds, then he rolls you over so that he's on top of you. He presses his hand against your throat, gripping your jaw with gentle fingers. He watches your face as his tip of his throbbing shaft rubs against you, his mouth waiting in eagerness for your gasp. As soon as your lips part, his tongue dives between them and he kisses you the same way he makes love to you. Unhurried. Rhythmic. Determined. 

He brushes his tip against your warm lips, gradually pushing pass them, nudging at your entrance. With a light squeeze at the thigh he is holding in his hand, he moves his hips forward, slowly entering your soft core, easing his shaft inside of you as much as your walls allow him to. He lifts his other hand to hold you firmly, rubbing his thumb on a part of your skin that he can reach under the sweater while nibbling at your skin with whispers of loving words to ease your tensed body. And you do as he asked, relaxing in his touch and letting the tight walls of your core to loosen and give way for him to enter you deeper.

Jimin pulls back, immediately makes another push forward the moment he feels you relaxing around his hard length and he slowly works himself inside of you, repeating the movement and getting deeper inside of you with each thrust, until he finally fills you whole. You part your lips, exhaling a long sigh at the feeling, one hand holding his arm that is holding your waist and the other is gripping firmly on his back for leverage.

"Jimin," you breathed, clinging onto him as he plunges his hips down. His gasp dies on the side of your neck, right by your pulse, which is fervent. He comes up, kisses you, the crush of his lips, soft yet hard, the slide of his tongue is smooth, swallowing your moans as you meet him halfway. The way his hands move, they skate up and over, it's teasing and languid made you keen with desire.

It's everything to Jimin. Oh Fuck! you gasped, writhing beneath him while he peppers kisses along your neck, suckling on your skin, tasting you and breathing you in. It's different like this. The way you melts into soft sighs because of him, the way your rhythm mirrors each other's. It's all so perfect and wonderful that his mind spins.

"Ah, shit, you're so good for me." he shudders, unable to keep a steady tempo, edging closer and closer. Lewd sounds echo and he sees you hide your face with your hands, and he slows.

"Baby, no, wait, I want to see you," he gently whispers, kissing your nose, your forehead, then your lips. Your cheeks heated up but when you lock your eyes with his, you forget everything around you. It's just you and him. 

"God, Y/n." He breathes against your neck and then thrusts against you. You're both a little too loud now. But both of you toned down, doing your best to stay as quiet as you can since the walls are thin and the rooms right next to each other. He begins to move in a slow yet deep way, causing you to moan, but he covers your mouth with his, kissing you deeply. He alternates between kissing you and watching you, doing both things with an intensity you're not sure I've ever experienced.

Suddenly you feel overwhelmed and over the edge, your eyes becoming glossed over with tears, feeling all soft and fragile. He immediately stops and looks at you. "Am I hurting you?" He asks and you shake your head. More tears wells up as you answer him, "No. It's just that I love you so much and I'm so grateful to you." your breath hitched as you tried to calm down your sobs. Jimin kisses you softly against your neck. "Just breathe, angel, you're okay." he continues to whisper to u gently. "I love you too damn much too. You know that right?" he says and you nod pulling him to kiss and urged him to continue. Soft whimpers and loving words escapes you both.

After few seconds, he pauses his lips so that they hover just above yours, occasionally brushing them as you fight to remain silent. He keeps his eyes focused on yours while he moves inside of you. He's kissing you again when he felt that you were getting close as he was getting ready to release as well. Soon your stomach knots and you felt Jimin's hand brushing down your stomach to your sensitive place in between to give you more pleasure as you chase your high. You threw your head back and bit down on your hand to stop yourself from making any kind of loud noises. Jimin kissed your exposed neck and the only reason you know he's about to finish is because he holds his breath and stops moving for a few seconds. It's so subtle as he fights to remain as quiet as possible. You held him back, close to you.

The muscles in his back clench beneath your palms and he never once breaks eye contact when he finally released into you, filling you to the brim as he let out soft grunts that shudders your body. You wait for him to collapse on top of you, out of breath, but he doesn't. He somehow holds himself up after it's over, watching you like he's scared he might miss something. He dips his head and kisses you again. And even when he pulls out of you, he still doesn't collapse on top of you.

He puts all his weight on his side as he eases down beside you without breaking the kiss. You slide your hand through his hair and hold him against your mouth. You kiss for so long, You almost forget where you are. When he breaks for air, he watches you silently for a moment, his hand still on your cheek, and then he dips his head and kisses you again like he doesn't know how to stop. You don't think you know how to stop this, either. 

The sex was incredible. But this thing that's happening right now.. the not being able to let go .. the not wanting to stop kissing . . the not being able to look away . . You can't tell if this is just a side to sex you've never experienced or if this goes deeper than that because you love each other. Like maybe there's a whole level of connection you didn't know could exist. You wish more than anything that you were somewhere else. Your place . . his place . . anywhere other than a place where you had to control and have to stop and go back out eventually since it's almost morning. It's Christmas morning.

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