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“Pajamas?”
“Yes.”
“Toothbrush and toothpaste?”
“Yes.”
“Your inhaler.”
“Yes,” Jungkook sighs. “But I’m not gonna need it.”
“Don’t you ‘not gonna need it’ me,” Jin fusses. “I’m not letting you have a medical emergency while you’re out of my sight.”
“It’s just a work trip. Three quick days.”
Jin picks lint off Jungkook’s sweater. “I’ll miss you,” he says softly.
Jungkook leans in and kisses the pout from Jin’s lips. Brushing the corner of his mouth, he whispers, “Not as much as I’ll miss you.”
Jin turns to hide his reddened cheeks. “C-clean socks?” he stutters.
Jungkook smiles. “Yes, love.”