Allow Yourself To Feel

                                    

                                          
The room was quiet, just the buzz of the refrigerator heard in the pauses between conversation.
                          
"I think he was in my bedroom the other night." Jungkook was sitting with Jimin, drinking coffee.
                          
"How is it even possible that you are questioning whether you had a man in your bedroom?" he screwed his face up.
                          
"Because I'm not sure if I was dreaming." it sounded like more of a question as the final couple of words raised in tone.
                          
"Kook, I know we are friends and I know that I may come across as a little ditsy from time to time but I understand less and less of this situation every time you speak."
                          
"You are ditsy... anyway... it felt so real but then I woke up in the morning and when I saw him at work, I didn't know what to say."
                          
"I'm going to ignore your first comment. I'm in shock that there has been a time when you didn't know what to say! Why didn't you just ask him?"
                          
"What?"
                          
"Which part of that did you not understand?"
                          
"Ask him? Hey, Tae, were you kissing me in my bedroom last night or was I dreaming?" he scoffed, almost laughing at himself for the way it sounded.
                          
"Woah! You left the kissing bit out earlier."
                          
"Does it matter?"
                          
"Yes it matters! I mean, surely you would know if someone was eating your face in your bedroom?"
                          
Jungkook placed his hand on his head in despair "We are back to square one. Whether we were kissing or not, it doesn't change the fact that I don't know if it was a dream or not."
                          
"Did you fuck him?"
                          
"Fuck who?" Yoongi's sleepy voice travelled across the room as he dragged himself into the kitchen after a long sleep, the 16 hour shift at the bar wiping him out.
                          
"Doctor Devil." Jimin shouted out.
                          
Jungkook pulled a face "Doctor Devil?"
                          
Jimin nodded and smiled "Uh-huh."
                          
Jungkook didn't ask any more questions just to be on the safe side "And no I didn't fuck him. Why is that relevant?"
                          
"Then he was one hundred percent in your room."
                          
"Is being ditsy contagious? Because I have absolutely no idea what is going on, now." Jungkook was convinced he'd caught the ditziness.
                          
Jimin rolled his eyes "If it was a dream, you'd have fucked him. Dreams don't stop at kisses... well, mine don't."
                          
"Who are you fucking in your dreams?" Yoongi entered the lounge and put 2 cups of black coffee on the table. He would need it to stay awake.
                          
"Who do you think?" Jimin went to his partner and sat on his lap, kissing his cheek and saying 'good morning' even though it was late afternoon. Yoongi just smiled in response.
                          
"Can we refocus, please? So, your theory is that he was in my room because we didn't have sex?"
                          
Yoongi looked confused "Wait... why don't you know whether there was a man in your bedroom or not?"
                          
"Don't worry, babe. It is very complicated, I will explain later." Jimin said.
                          
"It isn't complicated. I went to bed last night, at some point I woke up for the bathroom and when I went back to bed, I saw him in my room, standing near the corner. Time stood still, it was so strange and he touched my face, he was so gentle. Then he kissed me and everything was so tender and perfect... he lifted me and put me on my bed and then I must have fallen asleep again because my alarm woke me up."