one hundred twelve | year two

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jimin grabbed jungkook's hands and held them tightly. his hands were soft and warm, which meant they were great for holding. jimin intertwined his fingers with jungkook's and smiled.

jungkook stared at the smaller before pulling him closer. "you're a weirdo," he said bringing jimin's hands closer and placing soft kisses on them.

jimin laughed, "I'm your weirdo."

jungkook nodded and pecked jimin's lips. "you'll always be my weirdo."

jimin leaned his head against jungkook chest and giggled. "how about a cuter name?"

"I like it the way it is."

jimin pouted, "weirdo is isn't cute."

"but you're the cutest weirdo I know and you're the only one I love. that makes you my special little weirdo."

"you're horrible.. You couldn't even try to think of a cuter name. not even something simple, like cutie pie."

jungkook smiled and played with jimin's hair. "what would you call me then?"

"My favorite cuddle buddy."

"You have other cuddle buddies?"

"yeah, of course."

jungkook crossed his arms, "who?"

"My pillows."

"you're such a brat."

"you're a meanie."

"I'm a cute meanie."

jimin scrunched up his nose, "you're too confident, mr. cuddle buddy."

jungkook laughed, "I'm always confident because I know what I'm saying it true.

jimin crossed his arms, "you're the real weirdo."

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