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“Hey! Wake up, it’s morning!” Jungkook shouts in his lowered voice, the bed creaks under his weight, and Jimin opens one eye. “Yah!”
“It’s not working on me, Kookie-ah~ Even with husky voice, you are too cute to be manly,” Jimin giggles and buries his face in the pillow even more.
Jungkook frowns. He is cute? But he is tall and broad and on the top of that, an adult now - finally!! - , then why...? Is this still not manly enough for Jimin?
Okay, time to refute this.
Within a second, he towers over Jimin, pins him into the mattress and kisses him, kisses him hard. He bites Jimin’s plump lips hungrily, nibbles the soft flesh between his tongue and teeth, then licks away the pain. His fingers find their way into the older boy’s fluffy hair and pull it roughly.
“Am I manly enough for you now, Jiminie-hyung?” He is panting and Jimin answers with a small whimper.
“I-if I say no, then y-you’ll continue being this agressive? Be-cause then, no,” Jimin chuckles after catching his breath.
As a respond, there is a growl from the depth of Jungkook’s throat; it vibrates on Jimin’s skin and he lets Jungkook dominate because the maknae is far from cute now.
“Okay, maybe you are a little bit hot, Kookie,” Jimin admits while smiling at him playfully, cheeks flushed and lips swollen.
“Only a little bit? I’ll so punish you for this, Jimin. I’ll take care of you so well.”
“Yes, please,” Jimin breathes as Jungkook’s fingers dance to his waistband. “A-and it’s h-hy-ah… hyung for you!”
Even though he is disrespectful, Jimin decides that Jungkook’s morning calls are the best.
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They are laying on the bed, limbs tangled, and Jimin nestles himself into the cozy warmth of Jungkook’s body. Jungkook leans over him, smiling affectionately, eyes drinking in the sight of the pink pouty lips and dark, warm, shiny orbs.
Lips planting feathery pecks on Jimin’s cheeks, his nose, his forehead, his eyelids, before finally finding his mouth, only for a short moment. Jungkook’s head trails down to the other's chin, across his jawline, then maps the smooth honey skin of Jimin’s neck. When the younger presses a butterfly kiss on the Adam’s apple, Jimin closes his eyes as a small sigh escapes his mouth.
“I love you, hyung,” Jungkook mumbles against Jimin’s earlobe and feels that the other boy shudders because his lips made contact with a sensitive spot.
“What is this all of a sudden?” Jimin chuckles as Jungkook tucks up his shirt.
“Nothin'. Just love you,” he whispers and softly bites into the crook of Jimin’s shoulder. “Every inch of you. Beautiful hyung.” His voice fades, the tips of his ears turn rosy.
“You're so cute, Jungkookie,” Jimin pets the maknae’s hair gently, his smile is wide and bright, eyes form tiny crescents. “I love you, too.”
Jungkook leans into the touch and hums, his long fingers are playing with the hem of Jimin’s shirt and slipping beneath it. His thumb caresses the older’s belly and sinks into the soft flesh.
“Jungkookie, st-stop! It’s ticklish!” Jimin giggles, heat rushing up his spine.
The younger boy bows his head and kisses the exposed skin of Jimin’s stomach. Little, loving pecks are littered around the belly button and there’s childish, happy innocence in each touch, each small bite and lick.
“I can’t stop, your taste is too delicious. It’s sweet, like chocolate.”
“Melted chocolate. My abs melted into a tummy.” Jimin laughs a little but his voice is not laced with self-consciousness, like it would be a year ago. It’s cheerful and it makes Jungkook’s heart flutter.
“Yeah, a very lovely tummy,” he agrees with a fond smile, and moves up in order to reach Jimin’s mouth.
Doesn’t matter if it’s melted or not. Jungkook has a sweet tooth anyway.