PRETEND | TK

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3rd person pov

"What are you doing here?" He asked in a serious tone.

"I found you." The older said with a goofy smile.

Jungkook's heart beat picked pace, he looked away from the older who was looking at him with what people call, heart eyes.

"Aren't you cold idiot?" He asked, but Taehyung was too tired that he started dozing off again instead of answering.

Jungkook sighed.

"Get up, come on, get inside Tae." The younger dragged the older inside his home, he carried the bag and dropped it carelessly in the couch.

He laid Taehyung on the bed, who still had a strong grip over his hand. Jungkook can't help the smile grazing over his lips.

He's whipped too, but our dude doesn't have to know that, not yet.

Jungkook knew about Taehyung's sleep schedule, he can't help but think about how much the older had to tire himself out to get knocked out like this.

He freed himself from the death grip, ignored the grumbles of the older and removed the older's shoes.

"Undressing me already baby?" Taehyung asked, with a tired smug smile.

Jungkook looked at him in disbelief.

"How can you even talk shit despite being that tired?" He asked curiously.

"Charms baby, Charms. Now come cuddle hyung." said the older whilst opening his arms for the younger.

Jungkook sighed loudly, he was way too tired to argue and hence dived in the inviting arms of the older.

"You could have come by the morning though." Jungkook suggested in a small voice.

"Would you able to sleep with that overthinking head of yours if I come by the morning?"

Both knew the answer, hence they remained silent and decided to drift off to sleep, with the warmth of the other blanketing them.

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Next morning came way earlier than their liking. Jungkook woke up first regretting not closing the curtains last night.

He felt a weight around his waist and a breath hit his neck making the hair in his nape stand,

He then remembered the older sitting infront of his crappy apartment. Waiting for him.

He smiled again, he can't help but smile every single time thinking about it.

The older is here, for him.

He removed the older's arm carefully, and stepped out of the bed.

The younger skipped steps to the kitchen, whilst swaying his hips to the non existent beat.

He was giddy and he knew the reason, not that he'll acknowledge it though.

He made breakfast for himself and the older. He plated it neatly, placed it in the counter, before going back to the room to wake the older up.

He walked inside to find Taehyung still wrapped in the blankets. He shook his head and took quick strides towards the bed.

He took his phone from the bedside table and clicked pictures as usual. He placed his phone back in the table and turned his attention back to the older.

A sigh left his lips and his mind was flooded with all negative thoughts.

"I'm scared Taehyung-" He started in a small voice.