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V had the most softest smile playing at his lips. He leaned in, and placed a small kiss on Kook's forehead, before moving those silky bangs.

What he didn't know was, the younger isn't fully asleep.

And he most definitely didn't know that, the bunny isn't complaining it at all.

"From the snow white streak in her jet black hair, over sixty years I've been loving her. Now we're sat by the fire, in our old armchairs."

- nancy mulligan 🤍

❥❥❥

"Woah."

"Damn."

"Fuck."

"He's a damn great artist."

He couldn't stop exclaiming as he saw the drawings of his husband, for the very first time. The curves, shadings, the details, woah. He couldn't stop praising him.

"JUNGKOOKIE LOOK WHAT I FOUND!!" He yelled out.

"Why are you yelling?" Jungkook came running. "Wha- Where'd you find them?!" He asked, surprised. He hasn't seen them in years.

His sketch book.

"Aww hyung. . ." He dragged, coming closer to take a look at his sketch book. There were so many drawings that he drew. Iron man, Robert Downey, and many of his favourites.

V and Jungkook sat down together, going through all the drawings did by the younger.

"The fu- Are you that obsessed with Namjoon hyung's thighs?"

"Hyung, come on! You can see his face, can't you? He's obviously sitting in a chair. I didn't draw just his thighs, gosh!" Jungkook explained the art.

"But why is he wearing shorts!! And why did you highlight the thigh muscles?!" V cried, knowing very well about his husband's obsession with Namjoon's thighs.

Jungkook shrugged. He can't object. It's true. His thighs are majestic.

"Calm down. I can draw you, too. If you want." He suggested, making a spark appear in his hyung's ocean eyes.

"Really?" He asked, showcasing his boxy smile, turning into a baby that instant.

What is he gonna do? Say no?

Jungkook nodded, totally blinded by the smile infront of him. Damn, he could do anything for that smile.

"Of course. I don't have much practice, now. Though I draw quite often, but not so sincere. Let's do this again." He shrugged.

V nodded, like an excited child, as he flipped the pages of Kook's sketch book. He stopped, seeing himself in one of the pages.

"Is that-"

"Yes. It's Tae. . ." He saw a portrait of his brother and his husband. Jungkook drew that.

He smiled, handing him the sketch book, noticing the younger's expression. He seemed unfazed. Not affected by his memory at all. Strange.

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