Cuddles [Jikook ff] ✅

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Jungkook's POV

"Jungkookie, I'm home!" Jimin's voice rang throughout the house but I couldn't seem to find any strength to gave him a reply.

Sitting in the middle of the couch in the living room, Jimin merged from the hallway and I flashed a small smile to him who seemed to be looking for me.

"Jimin,"

The male paused a second and then threw his bag on the floor, before he jumped on me and gave me a tight warm hug, making my body lean on the couch, my arms around his waist to secure Jimin from falling off the furniture.

"I love you!" he nuzzled our noses together making me chuckled soft, and proceeded giving me a short kiss on the lips before pulling away a little.

"I love you too. What is it? Did something happen?" asking this cheerful lovely boyfriend of mine, Jimin shook his head, making his fluffy hair moved along at every shake of his head.

"Not me, but you" he smiled, his eyes filled with so much love as he stared into mine, and I raised my eyebrow at his statement.

"What do you mean? There's nothing happening with me,"

"You don't have to tell me if ypu don't want to, but I'll cuddle you until you feel better," he talked slow, and pecked my forehead once before he went back to give me a hug.

He'd always knew even when I didn't tell.

Pulling the smaller male closer to my hold, I took in his scent and was immediately comforted by his warmth.

Lied down on the couch pulling Jimin together with me, he didn't resist and only pulled me tighter, making me rest my head on the crook of his neck.

"I love you," he whispered, making me look up to see his face, and Jimin gave me his most beautiful eye smile that made me bit my bottom lip.

Frowning as I did my best and held in my tears, Jimin gasped soft when he saw me and pulled me to hide my face into his neck.

Sniffling a cry as I hugged him tight, Jimin let me cry without saying a single word, only brushed my hair with his fingers and gave me comforting rubs on my back.

"My dad called. And he told me to come back home for the weekend. I don't know if I can stand being with my stepmom for the two days," I told him my dad's request through the phone call earlier, and Jimin made me look into his eyes.

"It'll be okay, Kookie. I'll go with you if you want?" he wiped my tears from my cheeks for me, and I frowned at his idea.

"But you have next week's presentation to prepare," remembering on how busy he was these days, Jimin shook his head with smile decorating his pretty face.

"It's alright, I've almost finished all of them thanks to all the late night coffees you made me," he told, and I bit my inner cheek before deciding to ask him

"Then, will you come with me?"

"Of course. I don't like being apart from you too, Kookie" he answered not even a second late, and gave me the brightest smile that could ease up the tense from my whole body all at once.

Reaching out my chin and pulled Jimin into a short kiss, he reciprocated the kiss with so much love that I felt all warm and fuzzy in my heart.

"I love you, Jiminie"

"I love you more,"