"Baby, I have to work."
"Nuh-uh, wan' huggies f'om Poppy."
"Jimin, I mean it. This is important."
The brunet reluctantly lets go and slumps beside his boyfriend, pushing his plump, pink lips into a pout. All he wants is cuddles from his Poppy, but he apparently can't even have that. In his own home, he can't have cuddles from his own boyfriend and caregiver.
"Look, I'm sorry." he says with a sigh, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to the boy's collarbone. "I just really have to get this done. Once it's finished, I promise we can cuddle as much as you want. I'll even warm up your special blanket for you. Just let me work for a little while, okay?"
Jimin continues to pout, staring at the ground with his arms crossed over his chest. However angry he tries to look, all he is at the end of the day is cute, and his stubbornness is one of the elder's weaknesses - when he's all whiny and grumpy like this, he just can't say no.
Another sigh, and he places his laptop beside him. He pats his lap gently. "C'mon, come sit."
The smaller doesn't hesitate, crawling into his boyfriend's lap and wrapping himself around him, head tucked into the male's neck. "Sowwy, Poppy."
"It's alright, mochi. You just want some attention, don't you?" Joon strokes his hair. "I didn't mean to make you upset. How about you sit here in my lap while I do my work, hm? You can take a nap, talk to me, or you can just sit. Sound good?"
"Mm," the younger nods. "T'ank'u."
"Hey, Jimin?"
The younger pulls back, staring at him with bright eyes and a little pout. "Mm?"
"I love you." a dimpled smile appears on Namjoon's face, and he kisses his lover's nose. "So much."
"I lub you too, Poppy."
