You stirred in your deep sleep, your hand instinctively reaching out for the warmth that usually nestled beside you. But the emptiness greeted your touch, and your eyes flickered open.
Disoriented, you sat up, clutching the blanket to your chest. The room was shrouded in darkness, the only light coming from the clock on the nightstand: 4:16 AM.
"Where is he?" you whispered, your voice laced with concern.
You rubbed the sleep from your eyes and swung your legs over the side of the bed. The chill in the air prompted you to seek out his wardrobe. You pulled out one of his shirts, enveloping yourself in the familiar scent.
As you slipped into the shirt, the soft fabric hugged your skin, providing a comforting sense of closeness. You yawned, shaking off the remnants of sleep.
With that you stepped out of the room, the hallway's dim lights guiding you toward finding the missing warmth.
As you enter the room, you see Jungkook sitting on the couch shirtless, the warm glow of the fire illuminating his shirtless torso. He's on the phone, speaking in hushed tones that you can't quite make out. You pause for a moment, watching him, appreciating the way the firelight dances across his smooth, muscular chest, the way his toned abs flex as he shifts his weight on the couch. You can't help but feel a flutter in your heart at the sight of him like this, so strong and handsome.
He looked up when he heard light footsteps, he smile gesturing you to come, his legs parted for you to sit.
You make your way over to him, feeling a little shy in just his shirt and nothing else. You sit down between his legs, feeling the warmth of his body radiating off him. He wraps an arm around you, pulling you close, as he continues his phone conversation.
You can't help but sneak glances at his chest, the muscles rippling beneath his skin, the firelight casting shadows that only serve to highlight his chiseled physique. As he talks, you let your hand wander up his chest, feeling the heat of his skin, the beat of his heart. This intimate moment, just the two of you in front of the fire, feels so peaceful and comforting. You feel completely safe and loved in his arms.
You close your eyes, resting your head against his shoulder, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest as he continues his phone conversation. The sound of his voice, low and husky, is like a soothing lullaby, and you feel your eyelids getting heavy with sleep. You're just about to drift off when he suddenly wraps up the phone call and turns his full attention to you.
He pulled you against him as you lean on his chest, he put his chin on your shoulder looking down he caresses your cheek with his own,
He smiled seeing you smile, your eyes twinkling from the fire infront, as he rocked you lightly.
It was a sweet and intimate moment, the two of you simply enjoying each other's company in the warmth of the fire. You felt content and loved, wrapped up in his embrace. You nuzzled against his chest, feeling his heartbeat against your cheek. "Before I met you, I never knew what it was like to be able to look at someone and smile for no reason."," you whispered, looking up at him with a smile.
He chuckled softly, smiling back. "I feel the same way, my love," he replied, nuzzling his nose against yours. "You bring me such joy and happiness. Just being with you, holding you like this, makes my heart feel so full." The two of you sat there in comfortable silence for a few moments, just enjoying each other's company.
you couldn't help but admire his profile, the way his jawline was so sharp and defined, the way his lashes fanned out across his cheeks. He was so beautiful.
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