[iβm sry this is so so so late my procrastination skills have awoken from the treacherous deep,,,anyway i hope you had a great day and thanks for being such a great mutual and friend]
lowercase intended ; college!au
you think youβre imagining it at first.
it rouses you - that steady, hollow sound of something knocking on wood. your light dream shifts, scenery changing to fit the sudden noise sinking into your subconscious. after another minute, however, it doesnβt go away, and you are forced to fully retreat from the bliss of your nap.Β Β
you mumble incoherently, squinting open your eyes to glare at blurry shapes. the surrounding blankets entice you to slump in further, to surrender to the engulfing warmth. your eyes slowly slip close.
the knocking gets louder.
you groan.Β
βyeah βm coming,β you mutter, irritation dully spiking.Β βwho in their right mindβ¦?β
it takes you a second to untangle your feet from the sheets, too groggy to fully process anything.
(did you have anyone who was supposed to come over today?) you always become more nocturnal at this time of year, as if your body is in sync with the earthβs seasons.
itβs only one in the afternoon and yet it might as well have been night, the clouds thick and dark outside, freezing atmosphere further enhancing the ambiance. (what day even was it today?) a vague second-thought makes you glance at your reflection in the blank of your television screen to affirm you arenβt naked. (who were you?) yawning, you stumble your way to the front door.
βthere you are!β
you blink.
the boy standing outside fidgets, tugs his bag closer to him.
you blink once more.
he twitters out a nervous laugh.Β βi was starting to think you werenβt home. that would have sucked, yeah?β
your lips tug downwards. jimin. cogs whir lazily in your brain. why was he here? did you-
you choke.
jimin.Β
jimin is at your door.
and you are dressed in your pajamas.
in fact, you canβt even call them proper pajamas, what with the oversized, ratty shirt hanging to your thighs, just nearly covering the faded wonder woman shorts youβve owned since the eighth grade. suddenly you are very, very awake.
