When Eunbee comes back to Korea and meets her childhood best friend Kim Taehyung who is now a member of the most famous boyband, BTS, the last thing that comes into her mind while she is enjoying the nostalgia those glazed eyes and boxy smile brings...
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"It feels good." Jin mumbles. "Soft."
"No shit," Hayoung chuckles, "You're literally squishing me here."
Jin laughs, the vibrations sending shivers down Hayoung's spine. She smiles, passing her fingers through her boyfriend's hair, tugging at the longer ones near his nape. He hisses, looking up at her before placing a kiss on her chin. She chuckles before pulling the comforter over them.
"Should we watch a movie?" he asks. Hayoung looks at him pointedly, not caring if the position makes it look like she has a double chin. She knows he doesn't want to, probably just asking because he can.
"How about we spend our day in bed, doing nothing?
"See, this is why I love you. That's like a good idea, only you can come up with." Jin places his forehead against Hayoung's temple, before pecking her cheek. It makes Hayoung warm, giddy and she can't help but laugh at him. "Such a sweet talker you are, aren't you?"
"Only for you."
Hayoung rolls her eyes, "Jin, you literally blow kisses to every camera."
Jin presses his smile against her temple, mumbling something about him being sleepy. Hayoung doesn't move, doesn't close her eyes as well, just staring at her boyfriend. It's been four years, already and he is still the same.
She yawns but refuses to let her eyes close. She can't sleep right now. She maybe hasn't slept for a day or two now. You know I love you, right? She stretches her neck to place her lips against Jin's. He's sleeping but he still seems to respond by applying some pressure against hers.
It makes her smile. They haven't gotten a chance to spend time together for months now, just small midnight rendezvous at the dorm whenever possible. But not like this, at peace and in bed. They have missed each other so much.
Jin's phone buzzes against the table, indicating an incoming call. Hayoung sighs, thankfully it was on vibration or Jin would have woken up. He looked like he really needed the rest. She attempts to reach it without moving much and successfully gets the phone in her hand.
It's Yoongi. She panics. Why is he calling Jin now? Perhaps did he...?
She lets the call be missed, staring blankly at the screen. Having Jin just beside her is not helping at all. When Jin starts to shuffle around, Hayoung takes it as a perfect opportunity to get out of his hold.
She walks to the balcony, carefully closing the glass behind her before calling Yoongi back. When the call gets accepted, she speaks. "Hello..."
"Hyung— Ahh, no wait, Hayoung?"
"Yes..." and Hayoung wonders why everything she seems to speak sounds like a whisper. Yoongi doesn't speak for a few moments, the silence torturing and nerve-wracking.
