one hundred seventeen | year two

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jungkook looked through the photos he had taken for his photography class. a few of his fellow peers and a few cute ones of jimin. other pictures included views like a rather chilly friday sunset or the beautiful city lights in the dark of the night.

he switched through more pictures until he felt a small set of arms wrap around his waist from behind.

he moved slightly to look over his shoulder to be met with his boyfriend's sleepy eye smile.

"why are you up," jungkook asked softly.

"You didn't come to bed yet.. it's late, kookie... come to bed," jimin yawned burying his face in jungkook's shirt.

jungkook chuckled, "I'll come soon, don't worry."

"don't be too long."

"I won't, now go to bed."

jimin pouted. "hurry up and come to bed."

"I will."

"now.."

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