pretty | knj. + jjk.

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Bolbbalgan4 - hard to love
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Soft puffs of air graced Namjoon's bare neck as Jeongguk slept. Jeongguk kept one arm close to his chest, while allowing the other to lay timidly near Namjoon's muscular shoulder.

Namjoon had his head turned to the side to look out his window, his thumbs gently rubbing circles on Jeongguk's lower back through his hoodie.

Jeongguk would fidget every once in a while, but nothing major; tiny finger twitches, nose scrunches, clenching and un-clenching his fists, etc..

The older would grin a tiny bit every time Jeongguk did this.

After a while, he slipped out from underneath Jeongguk, walking to his bathroom. Leaving the door slightly ajar in case Jeongguk stirred or woke up, Namjoon turned the tap on, splashing his face with cool water.

He stared at himself in the mirror, taking a deep inhale before shaking his hands off in the sink and drying his face.

Namjoon walked into his room once more, smiling lightly at how Jeongguk had shifted to cuddle one of his pillows in replacement of him.

Taking a seat at his desk, he turned his laptop on, planning on getting a head start on a project he was probably going to procrastinate on doing later if he didn't do it now because same.

The football player typed away at his computer, taking semi frequent glances at Jeongguk.

After getting almost half of his project done, it was nearing 12pm, and Jeongguk had begun to stir more often.

Namjoon shut his laptop and stood up, stretching his aching back. He walked back to his bed, crouching with a smile playing on his lips.

"Gguk-ah, it's time to wake up" Jeongguk groaned and clung to the pillow. Namjoon grinned, adorable dimples coming into view. He gently ran his calloused fingers through Jeongguk's fluffy black locks.

"C'mon angel" Inhaling deeply through his nose, Jeongguk peeled his eyes open, wincing slightly from the bright light of the afternoon sun. A tiny whine ripped its way past Jeongguk's lips. Bringing a fragile bandaged hand up to rub at his drowsy eyes, he slowly sat up, his frame continuing to be swallowed by Namjoon's thick and soft sweater. Namjoon's natural musk could be found in the fibres of the hoodie, providing Jeongguk with an unknown warmth in his chest.

He now sat cross legged on Namjoon's mattress, fluffy comforter laid across his lap. His eyes lethargically opened and closed, sometimes staying closed for a few seconds before opening them again. A yawn left his body, tongue flicking out to moisten his dry and cracked lips.

"Let's get you some food, hm?" Jeongguk's lips turned down into a tiny yet adorable pout but showed no reaction to Namjoon's question.