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“Kookie,” calls Jimin, and Jungkook makes a questioning noise with his eyes closed. “You’re not gonna fall asleep on me again, are you?”
Not wanting to speak while the moisturizing mask is on his face, Jungkook hums noncommittally. He’s super relaxed right now, with his head pillowed on his boyfriend’s thigh, because Jimin cut and dried his hair, gave him a back and shoulder massage, and rubbed lotion into his hands and feet. Jimin’s since moved on to Jungkook’s face, though, which he’s thoroughly cleansed, exfoliated, and massaged.
Jimin’s giggles bless Jungkook’s ears, and Jungkook’s lips twitch up at the sound. “Sounds like you’re half asleep already! Think you can stay awake long enough to help me clip my nails?”
Jungkook sleepily hums his agreement.
“Okay. You can pretend to be asleep for twelve more minutes, and then it’s time for you to take off your mask, Kookie. Twelve more minutes.”
Jungkook acknowledges Jimin’s warning with a drowsy grunt. He releases a pleased sigh when Jimin’s fingers begin to slowly, steadily comb through his hair, and the last bit of tension dissipates from Jungkook’s body through a long exhale from his parted lips.
“Have pleasant dreams, Kookie. Dream of me,” whispers Jimin, and Jungkook does.