Two Weeks - BTS JungKook Fanfic

We need to talk

An hour later I woke feeling a weight on my chest and the sound of light snoring. After a few seconds of confusion I remembered what had happened. I wrapped my arms around Kookie and woke him up.
"Mmmmm... noona..." he moaned, before repositioning himself over me and lying back down.

I made bodywaves underneath him until he complained and rolled off. I stopped off in the bathroom not realising he had shuffled in after me. It felt completely normal and there was none of the awkwardness that had been there with my ex if he followed me into the bathroom.

The contrast between the two relationships reinforced how lucky I was and I was determined to make sure we were both happy as I wanted to have this always. I also realised I'd have to decide if I wanted to move to Korea to give it as much of me as possible instead of going long distance.

I hadn't noticed I was staring into space until I was poked in the face by a light pink dick. I laughed and pretended to bite it before getting up and washing my hands. I stood by the sink watching my love as he washed his hands, a serious look on my face.

"Babe? We need to talk about something..." I said wandering off.

Kookie found me channel surfing and munching on some salted crackers. He looked a little worried, but I grinned at him.

"How would you feel if I moved here?" I asked.

"Move? You want to live in Korea?" I loved the slight confusion on his face.

"Yes. I don't want a long distance relationship with you." I replied.

His faced dropped. I rolled my eyes and crawled over to him as he hadn't come fully into the fort. I pulled him in, making him fall on top of me and kissed him.

"I want it to be a short distance one, you plum. Why else would I be moving closer?" I told him between kisses. He laughed and squashed me in a hug, rolling us around. I had never been more sure of a decision, no matter the initial reservations.

Most of my business took place online and most of my friendships were also online so neither of those were an issue. I'd have a lot of saving to do so I could afford a place in Gangnam as that was where he worked, but it was all doable. If this worked out as well as I suspected it would then money would be sorted as well.

I tried to focus on Kookie but my mind slipped into work mode. I sat us up and hunted for my phone. Pulling up a cheap 3D app I had downloaded I swiftly put together a few jewellery pieces and in a drawing app I put together colour swatch board.

I could feel Kookie watching me intently, a hint of a smile on his face as I concentrated. Not much time had passed, but I felt like I had to apologise anyway.

"Ah... sorry sweetness. I can't help it sometimes. I get an idea or few and have to get them down before they go. I thought of some limited edition pieces I can do once I complete the jewellery course I signed up to the other day. I can charge a fair bit and put the money towards moving, and to join this company that does their own designer jewellery. I'm going to add their stuff to mine to earn a comission and see about creating my own collection with them as well." My face was flushed red from embarassment.

I looked up just before he captured my lips. "It's OK, it's what you do. Creating for you is like breathing. Although thankfully you don't suffer from breathing blocks like you do creating sometimes or we'd be in a lot of trouble" he laughed. I relaxed, put away my phone and decided to find us a movie to watch while we demolished the snacks and called room service to put in an early order.