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Stress

~One Month Later~

Stress is a terrible, terrible thing...

"Fuck..." she mutters, frowning as she looks over the website. Jimin can't help but frown with her. "What's wrong baby?" he asks. "It's just a lot right now... looking at these numbers. I know I'm only a sophomore but this is too much. I'm gonna be in debt for the rest of my life. I want to buy some nice clothes for myself but I can't do that if I'll be broke in two years," she complains.

He comes up behind her, back-hugging her. "Baby you've been on your phone all day... why not take a break? There's nothing you can do about the debt no matter how much or how little you spend. Winter break is only a few weeks away, not too much longer before you can just relax." She shakes her head, "I was thinking I could work through the winter, pick up a job in a restaurant back home." "Baaaby," he whines.

She lets out a huff, "I need to." "But... baby, please at least take a break. Please? For me? You've been doing nothing but research for the past week, we've barely cuddled. I miss you." She softens at that, turning to look at him. "I'm sorry Chim, I guess I just got so worried about the future I forgot about the present..." "It's okay baby girl, I know that the future is scary. I promise we'll be okay. We'll do it together."

He shoots her a soft smile, "now make it up to me by giving me extra cuddles." She hums and nods, bringing him upstairs right away. The two find their bedroom and plop down on the bed, instantly going for each other. His legs end up between hers, their arms squeezing each other as tightly as possible. Jimin sighs as he feels her head hit his chest. This is exactly what he needed.

Jimin wasn't kidding - she's been so nose-deep in her phone and laptop recently that they haven't gone on any dates. Well... they don't really have the money to do that anymore, but not even a walk around the park or something. He squeezes her, loving her warmth. God he's missed her. It's only been a week. A week since she started getting distracted. Imagine if he had to go longer. He'd probably just pass out from lack of love. It's like a lack of oxygen except worse.

"I'm sorry," she mumbles, but he simply shakes his head. "Don't be. It's okay baby, it really is. I forgive you and completely understand. Shit happens." "I love you. I'm sorry if it didn't feel that way for a bit there..." He shushes her small sniffles and whines. Ah, poor girl is feeling so bad right now. He can't let that happen. Operation kiss the fuck out of his girlfriend is a-go.

Jimin pulls back, meeting her pretty eyes. "I love you too... and I know I'm always loved by you. Even when things get hard, we love each other. That's that." She takes a moment, then nods, "that's that." His lips brush past hers, giving her a small teasing before she ends up closing the distance. Needy, hm? Jimin can admire that.

Their lips gingerly play with each other, nibbling and sucking at all the right moments. It's a gentle kiss despite their playful nature, Jimin keeping his arms around her to hold her even closer. His arm ends up getting wrapped around her neck, their lips almost suffocating them but neither of them mind. Why would they?

When Jimin pulls back, the satisfying final smack of their lips fills the room. She lets out a breath, "well Mr. Park, what do you want to do now?" "Make out for two hours?" She laughs, playfully whacking his chest, "you're insane. We'd die from lack of oxygen." "We know when to pull back!" "No we don't! We're us babe! We're so needy that we'd rather die than break the kiss." "Yeah and what about it?"

She laughs, him joining in and laughing with her mere seconds later. It feels so nice to see his girlfriend laughing. For a while there she was so down in the dumps it started to concern him. Her mental health is very, very important and if it's going downhill he needs to know.