jeongin rests his head in the palm of his hand, the tiredness of comeback season slowly taking over him.
"it's okay jeongin, you can go to bed if you want." you speak to the boy in the screen.
"no!" jeongin pouts and rubs his eyes, he'd be lying if he said he wanted to stay up forever.
"rest is more important sweetheart, talking to me isn't the most important thing in the world." you tried to reason with the sleepy boy.
"yes it is, you are my world."
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