I Love Her!

"In any soul mate relationship, you will need to let go of the illusion that there is a perfect person waiting for you who will fulfill your every expectation and give your personality everything it desires once you are together. Do not expect your ideal soul mate to be someone who is always loving and easy to get along with, who agrees with everything you say or do, and who brings you a life of ease/comfort."

– Sanaya Roman

Jimin's POV

I could do this all day for the rest of my life and never get bored. Trust me, if I get an offer like this I'll be more than glad to accept it without any hesitation. That's how much I like this.

The way her thin yet perfect eyebrows cascade her beautiful and alluring eyes, her cheeks that always have a pink glow to it not to forget how soft it was the last time I touched it, that small nose and don't make me begin with her slightly parted glossy lips which look so kissable and irresistible, through which a few strokes of air escapes every time she exhales. Her soft black hair which is a shade of hazel now with light blue stripes, capturing the moonlight between it making it shine heavenly. I don't know how to explain her beauty, she is so unlike what I've ever witnessed. She is an angel right out of heaven!

Yeah, I'm staring Mia in her sleep. You can call me a creep all you want but I don't care, I can't resist this. It's what I do all day; admire her angelic beauty. I wish I could show her how beautiful she is.

She looked so pretty and cute in that blue dress that I couldn't take my eyes off her even for a second. I'd never seen her wear something feminine that I was quite surprised when I saw her walking out of the dressing room in it. Also, it was the first time I actually saw her with make-up, but I prefer her face without it; natural beauty suits her. I was following her all day but I guess she didn't notice.

She looked ravishing when she walked down the aisle with so much elegance and precision. For a moment there I wanted her to come to me, and I wanted to marry her so bad. It's silly of me but I actually did imagine her walking with her father in a wedding dress and marrying me. Just by imagining that I had butterflies flying not just in my stomach but all over my body and I had goosebumps. Even now I do!

Her simple small smile makes my whole day complete and energetic. Her laughter is a new type of music to my ears making me crave for more. Her touch never fails to shoot electricity through my nerves. That intense stare of hers to which I always crumple down and tame. Everything of her makes me weak and warm to my bone. I always desired for more of her.

"She is your soulmate. It's natural that you are attracted to her but it can be a friendly way too. Soulmates not always end up together but I don't think here it'll happen."

Tyler's words echoed in my head. That's right, we had talked a bit about this. He gave me that response when I asked him why I always have the urge to look at her. Well, he already knew long before I asked him.

"It's obvious you have feelings for her. The way you look at her reveals it so much"

Do I really have feelings for her? I was uncertain and confused at that time. But thinking about it for a couple of hours alone made me realize that maybe I do. But today when she wore that dress and talked with me so exquisitely, I fell hard and I had no intention to get up.

My hand involuntarily reached out to touch her hair. My hand came in contact with her soft hair as I traced the blue strips in her hair. It was extra soft now, I believe she had done something to it. I continued caressing her hair when she shifted a little making me freeze but she fell back asleep within seconds.

I smiled at her cute and vulnerable state. It makes me want to protect her at all costs. I know she is a strong girl who knows how to protect herself perfectly, but still, my heart longed to.

I admire her so much in many ways.

Like when she walks through the streets in the city every Sunday, she buys food for at least two poor people and chats with them. Only now did I know the reason why she goes to tuition early in the morning. On the way, she goes to a narrow part of a street with a bag full of food and gives it to a small poor family. All of them know her and she stays there for some time chatting and watching them eat the food. She even plays with the two kids in there. All of them see her as their own daughter and welcomes her with so much love. I'd teared up seeing all the affectionate exchanges. Apparently, it was not the end, she goes to the railway station and there is this old man from whom she buys food. I can't even count on how many people she buys food for. I then understood why she never spends money on herself, she collects all her pocket money from her parents to buy food for the poor every weekend.

Sometimes they cry eating the food she bought for them and she wipes their tears laughing. I had heard them ask her why she's doing this but she brushes it off saying playfully that it's her responsibility to help people as a good citizen of her country but I know there is more to it.

She is very kind and generous under her cold facade. She only shows her warm and caring side to these people and they love her unconditionally. It's hard to find girls like her these days. Buying foods for poor people with one's own pocket money instead of spending it themselves, it's praiseworthy. It's a gesture of divine people.

She has opened my eyes.

I never bothered to see or intervene in the state of poor and vulnerable people in our society. But now I know and if I wake up I'll make sure to discuss this with my agency and help as many people as possible to me.

She is the definition of kindness and I'm lucky to get her as my soulmate. I don't know whether I deserve a kindred person like her. She is too good to be mine.

Mia abruptly grabbed my arm causing me to break my daze. She cuddled with it, a small smile forming on her red lips. So cute! I wanted to pinch her cheeks so hard.

I silently chuckled and pulled her close to me, hugging her. She placed her head into my chest and clutched my shirt tightly pulling me to her even more. I blushed but wrapped my arms around her protectively and placed my chin on her head.

Should I confess to her? I can't hold this in, she's making it hard for me. Maybe I should but not now; surely soon. I don't want to regret anything because my life is uncertain. Any moment I can die or wake up, either way, I'll miss or lose her.

Until a few weeks before if you had asked me whether I wanna live, I would've said no straight away but now...I'm not so sure. I don't want to leave Mia.

I looked down at her calm face which is snuggled deep into my chest and smiled. I kissed her forehead and hugged her tight.

I don't want to leave you.

I want to stay like this, you in my arms, forever.

If it's the last thing I wish.