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"This is getting ridiculous." Seungmin groans.
His suitcases lays open on his bed practically empty. He need to pack for tour and you were making it difficult. You wanted to divide his clothes since you wear his shirts and sweatshirts, but your pile was bigger than his.
"I don't see the problem." You beam under your pile of his clothes.
"Y/n, we've been at this for 2 hours. I have to pack."
"Hm, I guess you're going to have to stay home since you have no clothes."
"Give me half of my stuff--"
"Our stuff--"
"You're a brat."
"But you love me regardless."
"Unfortunately,"
Seungmin sighs and sits next to you. You lean down and place your head on his shoulder.
"You know I can't take you with me."
"I know. That's why I want your clothes. You're going to be gone for months and they smell like you. It'll be the closest I'll get to hugging you for months."
"Fuck it, keep my clothes. I'll just buy more or borrow from the others."