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"Baby Mama."

"Hmmmmm?"

"One more kiss."

"Jimin....it's one in the morning..."

Entangled in each others arms under the thin satin covers of Jimin's comforter you stare down at the battered male nudging your jaw gently with his nose, the dimmed orange glow of his nightlight reflecting in his sweet luminous eyes.

"Just one more?..."

"Fine, but then can we sleep?"

"Baby Mama, I've been injured."

"You'll be injured tomorrow too..."

Letting out a tiny whine before pecking another kiss on Jimin's lips that crease up into a playful grin, his fingers delicately glittering up to rest on your lower back.

My goodness I'm so tired...but it's so nice to be able to lay with Jimin like this...especially after the day I've had...

Heaving out a small sigh into the silent room you push your face down into Jimin's tousled dark hair, a light groan purring from his throat when you wrap your arms around his head to rest your hands on the back of his neck.

Maybe Jimin will fall asleep if I play with his hair...he really likes that...

Before you can fully slip into the deep slumber your body calls for you lightly jump when you hear a knock at the door, Jimin's head wiggling out of your embrace to look down the hallway.

"Hmm...a visitor at this hour."

"Wh-Who is it?..."

"I think I have a pretty good idea."

Slipping out of your arms and pushing his fingers through his hair you get up from under the covers and stand in the doorway of the room, your wide eyes watching Jimin unlock the door and swing it open to the boy standing there hugging a pillow.

"Jungkook."

"Hey Hyung...did I wake you up?"

"No you didn't, come on in."

Jungkook is here at this hour?

Isn't he usually asleep?

Padding quietly down the hallway to the living room where the two boys stand you gain a light crooked smile from Jungkook, his lower lip sucked in and his doe-like eyes threaded with light desperation.

"Um....H-Hi Pretty Girl..."

"Hi Jungkook..."

"Hyung...is it okay if I sleep here?...I'll sleep on your couch if you want so you aren't disturbed..."

"No need. You can come back here and sleep with us Jungkook."

Sleep in Jimin's bed?

With your face filled with confusion you simply follow the two boys back into the bedroom and stand by Jimin as Jungkook crawls up into the king sized bed, his face immediately burrowing into the pillow he brought with him.

What...in the world?

"Yeah Mr. Jeon, he's here at my house. No sir it's not a problem at all he can sleep here anytime he wants you know that. Yeah I'll make sure he gets to school in the morning if he isn't gone when I wake up. Alright sir, bye."

"Jimin...what's going on-"

Your words are quickly cut off when Jimin raises his finger to his lips to signal your silence, his hand pressing against your lower back to lead you to the bed as his voice lowers into a gentle whisper.

"I'll tell you in a second Baby Mama. Just lay down, you can lay on my side if you feel uncomfortable I can sleep in the middle."

"N-No it's fine...it looks like Jungkook is already asleep..."

Crawling back up into your place in the bed you can't help but stare at the sleeping boy for a few seconds before Jimin leads your chin with his finger to look at him, a soft sigh escaping his chest back into the now silent room before you both lay down.

"Sometimes..through the years Jungkook shows up at my house to sleep, it's usually when he's gone for a long time."

"....Why?..."

"When Jungkook disappears for a long time...he actually sleeps at the grave site of Lily's grave...usually people aren't allowed to do that but the guy that owns it feels so bad for him because he tried once to tell Jungkook to go home then found him the next day sleeping outside of the fence."

Oh...my gosh....

"The thing is...you know the story about how I found him in the house him and Lily owned together...when...when she passed away...I think Jungkook's sense of home died along with her. He does good at his parents house, but he won't ever admit he lives there. Instead he'll say he's staying with them for a while. When he's there for a really long time he starts acting strange and usually ends up over here. My theory is he doesn't want to stay anywhere too long because he refuses to admit he has a home.."

"I...I had no idea..."

"Like I've said before, Jungkook does a great job at being okay most of the time and he's gotten better over the years...but there's only so many things medication can do...it can't bring back the person you were before...it just makes sure that you're stable enough not to do anything dangerous."

"Has...Jungkook...ever..."

"No. He's never tried anything like that, he just gets like this...like he's lost and he can't find what he's looking for."

"....Do you think Jungkook will ever find his home again?..."

Looking up at Jimin whose eyes are now glazed over with a sense of longing staring at his best friend, his lips pushing together in a slight frown.

"I don't know Y/N-ah...I wish he could...I just think he already found it...and tragically lost it..."

"Do you think more than one person can be someone's home?"

Catching Jimin's attention to where he tilts his eyes down to yours his lips twitch up into a light grin before he touches his forehead to yours, his voice lowering so far you can barely hear the tiny voice that emits from his throat.

"I don't think so Baby Mama."

"Why's that?"

"Because thinking about it now, it wouldn't matter who stepped in front of me, no one could ever replace the feelings you give me."

Jimin...

Widening your eyes and your face tingling from a growing blush misty tears well in your eyes as Jimin pecks your lips with a kiss, your heart swelling with warmth and happiness.

Little Baby...did you hear that?....

"Jimin...I-I...I.."

"Hmm?"

I'm so nervous!

Quit stuttering Y/N!

"I-I...I...f-feel the s-same way..."

From the glow of the nightlight you can see Jimin's pupils dilate the second the words leave your lips, his mouth now overtaken in a stifled grin to not reopen the wound on his lip before shyly pushing his face into your hair.

"Y/N-ah..."

"Hmm?"

"...I love you."

(A/N): just 😌