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your eyes can't lie
. . .
"Jimin-ssi! Are you okay?" Jungkook asked while he combed his hair, he could see the reflection of the younger on the vanity mirror in front of him.
"I'm still jet lagged, that flight had a lot of turbulence." He felt his head being crushed into pieces, he just wishes he could take some sleep.
While Jungkook watched his hyung slowly fall into slumber, he put down his comb and glared at his own reflection. One thing about psychos, they don't really know who they are.
Jungkook tucked himself in bed with Jimin, and proceeded to hug him from behind.
"Hey, are you still awake?" He checked. His nose ran smoothly on Jimin's neck, taking in all his scent. It was his favorite.
Jimin grunted in reply, merely indicating he was still low key awake.
Jungkook leaned closer, his chest pressed firmly on Jimin's back,
"Jiminie, did you miss daddy?"
Jimin's eyes shut open widely. His body shivered as John's warm breath drew in closer from his neck to his cheek.
