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fluff / 309
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you had been staring at jeongin for the past few minutes. you both had been relaxing at home. he was barefaced, hair messed up, wearing an old shirt and some sweatpants. still yawning and trying to wake up, face slightly puffy.
he looked up from his phone, turning to you, "why do you keep staring at me?" he tilted his head to the side, had he done something wrong?
you straddled his lap, cupping his face in your hands.
"have i ever told you how pretty you are, jeongin?"
"huh?"
"so pretty." you traced your finger over his cheekbones, across his jaw, over his lips.
"you think i'm pretty?"
"mhm, you look so nice all of the time."
"i haven't even taken a shower yet-"
"don't care. you're pretty just like this." his face started to heat up, ears turning a little red. he rested his hand on top of your, holding it to the side of his cheek.
"I think you're really pretty too," using his other hand to pull you down and kiss you. sweet, and tender, gentle.
he put his forehead against yours, resting it there, enjoying the warmth of your body, almost making him fall back to sleep.
"love you,"
"love you more,"
"impossible." you pulled your face away from his,
"i do love you more!"
"absolutely don't," his lips forming a grin,
"rock paper scissors! if i win, you gotta admit i love you more, innie!" you sat all the way up, set on winning the silly game.
"alright, rock paper scissors." you picked paper, like you always did, losing to his choice of scissors.
"but-" you looked at your hands, then his face, then your hands again. you lost? attempting to defend yourself,
"i do lov-" he pulled your face into a kiss,
"told you it was impossible, don't love anything more than you."
