I like my Kookie with Suga

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The movie wasn't quite over yet, I had my fingers in Jungkook's curls the whole time, when I noticed that he wasn't laughing anymore. Instead, he was breathing quietly and evenly with his mouth slightly open. Yoongi noticed that I was staring at Jungkook with interest and leaned forward slightly to look at the younger man's face. He smiled and leaned back again.

"Fell asleep." He informed me before cuddling up to me and starting to stroke Jungkook's head as well.

"Reminds me of Mephisto... you really wanted him to stay with us... and now all the work is on me." I said, to which Yoongi laughed softly.

"Are you comparing Jungkook to our cat right now?" he asked, amused.

"I wouldn't be surprised if he was sitting on our cupboard soon," I explained, earning a small kiss.

"You're doing really well with him... a few hours with you and he's as tame as a bunny." he praised me.

"It's strange, he's always so disagreeable and selfish in the morning... full of self-confidence and arrogant. As the day goes on, that becomes less and less until he's so sweet and kind in the evening. I don't quite understand it yet, but it seems to have to do with keeping him occupied." I shared my observations.

"Then we should stop trying to talk to him about important things in the morning, or correct him when he misbehaves... deal with it immediately without discussion. And in the evening, we'll work on his behavior when he's insightful and cute." Yoongi suggested and I nodded.

"That sounds good. And what are we going to do with him now, we can't let him sleep on the sofa, it's uncomfortable," I replied.

"Just the day before yesterday, you wanted him to sleep on the door mat." Yoongi laughed.

"Yesterday too." I confessed, to which he laughed even harder.

"I'll carry him to bed." With that, he stood up and gently lifted Jungkook into his arms. As much as Yoongi looked like half a shirt, he carried the much heavier Jungkook with ease into his room, where he carefully placed him on the bed. As soon as Yoongi laid him down, he stretched and moved his shoulder blades as he grimaced. He had probably overextended himself a little, but didn't want to make a fool of himself, so he bravely played the strong man. Grinning with amusement, I ran after him and then covered up the youngest. I brushed a few strands of hair out of his face and then left the room again, while Yoongi switched off the light and closed the door after letting Bam in.

"Should we have woken him up to brush his teeth?" Yoongi asked skeptically as we put our toothbrush cups away again, right after we had finished the task ourselves.

"No, let him sleep, he's not you, he won't be stressed if things go differently than usual," I reminded him and he nodded. When we went to bed and he came to cuddle with me like he did every night, I was so happy to be able to sleep with him again. Even though Yoongi was actually the one who was suffering from the changes... I had missed him too... A lot, even though it had only been one night.

"I really needed that..." I said, sighing.

"What exactly?" he asked, confused,

"Your hug... you... your voice, your smell... your warm body next to me... your soft, cute snoring." I replied, giggling softly, to which he hugged me even tighter.

"I missed you too... Waking up alone in the big bed wasn't so great. Yes, I had room, but it was so cold... no one to cuddle with... no kisses... No boobs to hold on to." he complained, causing the corners of my mouth to lift again.

"Calm down, your handholds are back." I giggled and practically immediately, the big spoon behind me put his hands on my breasts.

"I love you...." he murmured before closing his eyes and falling asleep immediately.

"I love you too," I replied with a smile, even though I knew he hadn't heard me. A little later, I fell asleep too. At some point, I woke up to the sound of the door and quiet pattering on the floor. The mattress was shaking and I heard quiet sobbing. I turned around and saw that Jungkook had joined us in bed and was now crying hot tears on Yoongi's shoulders. He opened his eyes and held the younger boy tightly in his arms, stroking his back soothingly.

"Please, can I sleep with you?" he cried desperately.

Yoongi looked at me pleadingly and I nodded immediately. Jungkook had also been so upset last night. The fact that he was running away from his dreams again meant that there seemed to be more to it than we had assumed...