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It was supposed to be their day off.
All Jungkook wanted was to sleep in with his boyfriend and cuddle until they got too hungry to stay in bed. Was that so much to ask? Apparently it was because Jin thought it to be a good idea to make everyone get up so they didn't waste the day. After all, it was the 3rd day of their week-long vacation.
Jungkook was woken up by the bedroom door slamming open and bright lights pouring into the room as Jin hollered for them to get up, opening the curtains to enhance the effect. With a groan, Jungkook threw the blanket over his head and shoved his face into Jimin's neck. He felt his boyfriend grunt sleepily, not able to enjoy the moment because someone had began jumping up and down on the bed, causing both of them to bounce haphazardly. Jungkook growled and kicked a leg out, connecting with a hip and successfully shoving the culprit onto the floor with a thud.
"OW!" Oh, so it was Taehyung.
As much as he would've loved to ignore Jin's orders and stay in bed, Jungkook had a sneaking suspicion that Taehyung and Hoseok would be sent in to extract them, with brutal force if necessary. Which really just meant that they would pull Jimin out and 'hold him hostage' until Jungkook agreed to get out of bed. With another groan, Jungkook attempted to push into a sitting position, only to be prevented by his small, sleepy boyfriend clinging to his torso, face buried so far into his neck that he could feel eyelashes against his skin. He couldn't help the adoration swelling inside his chest when Jimin squirmed to pull him back. Although he really loved this, Jungkook also really had to pee. Somehow, Jungkook managed to unravel Jimin's body from him and, with a spy-like stealth, tip-toed into the bathroom to relieve himself. Once he finished he leaned down to brush some hair away from Jimin's eyes, not being able to resist pressing a kiss to his forehead. Unfortunately, Jimin was just barely aware enough to grab him and pull him back into bed, automatically fitting himself into Jungkook's chest until he was basically glued on.
"Babe," Jungkook sighed, combing a hand through Jimin's hair, "we have to get up."
All he got in return was a half asleep grunt and a frown with his eyes still closed. Jungkook huffed, trying once again to pull away from Jimin, yet again unsuccessful. If anything, his grip got tighter. Finally, Jungkook managed to roll them so Jimin straddled his lap and remained tucked against his chest. Jungkook heaved slightly as he stood up, hiking Jimin up further by his thighs and wrapping the blankets tighter around them before walking out into the hallway. He lumbered down the hallway until he reached the living room, finding that everyone was in the kitchen, leaving the couch empty. And with a relieved sigh, Jungkook fell onto the couch back first, letting himself settle into the cushions, a satisfied hum coming from the mouth against his neck. Jimin sunk even further into his giant boyfriend who he liked to consider his own personal pillow/heater, feeling large hands settle underneath his shirt at the small of his back and fingers curling into the dimples at the bottom of his spine.
They fell asleep quickly, the warmth of Jungkook underneath Jimin enough to pull him deeper until all he knew was the drag of Jungkook's fingers against his skin and the rise and fall of the chest beneath him. Jungkook's mind blurred as he drifted in and out of sleep, the softness of Jimin's skin and little breaths in his ear enough to keep pulling him under, even for just a few minutes.
After finishing breakfast, the rest of the boys came out to find the two tangled together in a heap of blankets and limbs, sound asleep. Although he'd told them to get up, Jin couldn't find it in himself to be mad at the couple. It was just too damn cute. He breathed a soft sigh and smiled, watching as Jungkook tightened his grip on Jimin's back and gently turned so Jimin was tucked between himself and the couch, shielding him from anyone who dared try to take him away.
Jimin didn't wake up until nearly 2:00pm, his fingers playing with Jungkook's t-shirt as he admired how much younger he looked asleep, more innocent. He ran his fingers along his brow, underneath his eyes, sloping down to trace the curve of his jaw until his reached his lips, running his thumb over the bottom and against the top before leaning in to plant a kiss against his mouth. Jimin squeaked when he felt Jungkook suck his bottom lip into his mouth before releasing it with a pop. He opened his eyes to see Jimin staring up at him, lips full and red, and a sparkle in his eyes. Jungkook grinned sleepily down at his boyfriend, feeling a thumb still running across his lower lip.
The silence wasn't uncomfortable in the slightest. No pressure to impress one another, to get up and do anything. They could just lay together in silence, slowly memorizing each other's features until they could draw a perfect portrait with their eyes closed. Jungkook mapped Jimin's features out in his mind, memorized perfectly, from his eye smile to the way nose scrunches when Jungkook does something ridiculously cheesy. It was nice. They could just be together. No expectations or obligations other than kisses and smiles.
Jimin's fingers danced up Jungkook's spine as he felt him rub at his hip beneath his waistband. With a fond grin, Jungkook leaned forward and kisses Jimin once more, pulling him closer by the small of his back and nipping at his bottom lip gently. Jimin leaned further into him, humming when he felt teeth on his lip and nipping back just as gently. It gradually turned to them peppering kisses back and forth until they were a giggling mess.
"This is disgustingly cute." Taehyung wrinkled his nose mockingly from the kitchen before turning to the others.
"I don't know, it's pretty adorable. That's like, the perfect date right there." Yoongi mumbled from behind his mug, pointedly eyeing Taehyung who suddenly got the message and grinned.
Before anyone else said anything, Taehyung rushed over to Yoongi, pulling him out of his chair, hiking him onto his waist, and practically sprinting to their room. Namjoon and Seokjin looked at each other, knowing smiles on their faces. Hoseok glanced between the two and the couple on the couch, scowling and wrinkling his nose.
"Ugh, couples. I'm going to the studio before I throw up." And with an indignant huff, Hoseok shut the front door and left.