rainy days are your favorite because jungkook gets softer than the sheets surrounding you and his voice gets deep and raspy and tired and his eyes remain hooded and low through the dim light coming through the closed blinds.
he'll hold your hand with careful fingers and rub his thumb over your slightly dry knuckles and sigh a sigh that echoes in the quiet room. its loud. his sigh.
his collarbone peeks out from his white tshirt, and he's not wearing pants. he swings his leg over yours, and you admire the soft skin of his thigh. you pinch it and squeeze a bit and his lets out a small noise of protest but lets you feel his body lying against yours.
he smells like day old cologne and fabric softener and something warm and familiar. something hard to describe but something always on his skin no matter what.
the rain pours outside and his heart beats in tandem with the droplets hitting your window.
theres a bit of acne on his shoulder spreading to his back and you kiss it nonetheless and the bumps on his cheek and chin and he smiles softly and everything tastes sweeter than honey as he buries his face in your hair and breathes deeply.
your fingers are tangled in his knotted hair and you work through the locks, untangling them gently and hes practically purring, shivering every once in a while as his scalp is stimulated. he pulls you closer by the ass and you're laughing, and hes kissing your neck and you can feel his smile pressed into your skin.
it falls quiet.
the rain continues.
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a/n
im not rlly getting inspo for books rn but enjoy this for now 💕
