The Ugly Duckling [Jinkook, Minjoon, Taegiseok]

38: Homesick

Ages at the moment:

Seokjin and Yoongi: 22

Hoseok: 21

Namjoon: 20

Jimin and Taehyung: 18

Jungkook: 16

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Jimin sighed as he clung on to Namjoon's shoulders, seeking the familiar warmth that came from his lover's body.

The sun was just starting to peak through the window, being the early hours of the morning. And yet, both Jimin and Namjoon had been awake for a while.

At first, they woke up cuddling together. Whispering goodmorning. Leaving light fluttering kisses around on each other's faces.

Until those kisses got heated and they ended up having slow and passionate morning sex.

But back to the present, Jimin's sigh attracted Namjoon's attention, and he loosened his arms, to allow Jimin to move away if he so wanted.

But Jimin stayed in his arms, looking contemplative.

"Is something wrong, my love?"

"Not really, I guess... but how much longer must we stay here?"

"What do you mean?"

"Namjoon... I miss Taehyung. I miss the others. We've been here for weeks, and it doesn't seem like any real progress has been made. I'm a little worried."

"I told you I'm working to set up my plan."

"I know. And you know I trust you more than anything, but it's hard not to feel a little restless, you know?" Jimin traced his finger around on Namjoon's chest, and then stopped with a sigh, leaning his forehead against Namjoon's chest instead.

"I know, baby. My hope is that plan A will have worked and we will receive a letter welcoming us home soon. But I know better to be that optimistic. Plan B would have to take place around the time of the Seoul wedding, so we should expect to be here until the summer at least."

"I miss everyone at home. I wish we could go back sooner," Jimin frowned.

"I miss everyone too."

"Then how do you seem so unaffected by being away from home so long? How are you not homesick?"

"Because you're my home, Jimin. Seoul has never been home to me. It's always been you."

"Oh, you stupid sap!" Jimin whined, bursting into tears and lightly banging his fist against Namjoon's chest. "You're so cheesy it's making me lactose intolerant."

Namjoon chuckled and squeezed his arms around Jimin once again.

"No! Don't suffocate me now!" Jimin whined, pushing at Namjoon's chest. "I want to go wash up."

"Want some help?"

"Pervert." Jimin got out of bed, making his way to the attached bathroom.

"So?" Namjoon raised an eyebrow.

"Of course I want some help. Get over here." Jimin huffed, crossing his arms and blushing.

Namjoon smirked and got out of bed, strutting over to join Jimin in the bathroom.

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"Okay, so how many people do you think we will need?"

"Ideally? Or realistically?"

Jimin sighed, resting his cheek on his palm as he sat next to Namjoon in yet another meeting with Jackson and his advisors.

"Realistically."