The cold bites at the bareness of your skin, earning a fit of shivers from you. You hug your body, clinging to the fabric of Jungkook's semi-warm hoodie. You cross your legs in front of you in an attempt to trap whatever body heat that you had.
You stare at Jungkook, envious of his ability to fall asleep so easily, completely oblivious to the piercing cold. Of course the one week that you had disabled the heater in order to fix it, Mother Nature decided to snow.
Jungkook's soft, cute snores echoed off the nearly-vacant walls. Normally you would find that cute, but now you were just mildly annoyed.
"Kookie," you try, poking his cheek. He lazily swats at your hand, rolling over on the leather couch. You try again, pushing on him softly in a second attempt to awaken him. He squints at you, trying to decipher why, exactly, you decided to wake him up at 11pm on a Thursday.
"Go away.." he grumbles, closing his eyes once more and immediately falling back asleep.
You sigh, disheartened by his lack of care for you. You didn't blame him, honestly. He had just gotten home from tour; and was completely exhausted.
You just wish that he would be at least a little considerate of you.
"Fine. Sleep out here." You sigh, throwing a pillow at your boyfriend. He immediately looks up, staring at you with half-asleep eyes. You step past him, walking towards your bedroom, shivering violently. Without listening for the off-chance that Jungkook would follow you, you enter your room and shut the door behind you.
You slide under the covers, the cold fabric of the untouched comforter only making you colder. Letting out a sigh, you settling your head against your pillow, back to the door. You immediately turn on some American music, putting in your headphones and turning it up.
Hugging your knees to your chest, your bury your nose into the space between your mirculously-shivering knees.
Even a comforter wouldn't provide the necessary heat you needed to at the moment.
It was only four songs later, when your headphones were suddenly pulled off your head and set on your bedside table with your phone. You don't bother to look at your boyfriend, and instead pretend to be asleep.
You really didn't feel like talking to him right now.
Just because he told you to go away and has been ignorant of your freezing-to-death?
Yes.
"Jagiya, I know you're awake." You hear Jungkook's voice from his side of the bed; closest to the door. You don't reply, but instead just continued an unsteady pace of spastic shivering and uneven breaths.
"Jagi..."
"Please don't be upset at me, love."
"(Y/N)? Are you okay?"
"I-I'm-m s-so c-o-hold." You reply, still highly envious of his natural body warmth.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, jagiya." Jungkook says, climbing into bed with you. Letting out a sigh at the warm fuzzyness that blanketed your body at Jungkook's warmth, you turn and press your body as close as possible to him.
He gladly wraps his arms around you, pressing your head against his warm chest. You throw your right arm over him, tucking your other hand between the two of you.
"I love you, (Y/N)." Jungkook whispers against your hair.
"I love you too, Jungkookie. But Jungkook?" you open your eyes, looking at the fabric of his shirt.
"Yes, love?"
"If I ask you to wake up for any reason at all, don't swat at me and tell me to go away."
"Absolutely, Love."
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