Everyone was getting ready to go to work. Joohyun was cuddling with me on the couch watching TV as they all get ready.
"Hana~" I heard him cooed.
"Yes?" I turn my head to the back.
"Can you help me with my tie?" He asks.
"Can't you do it yourself?" I asked because he never asked for help.
He pouts.
My heart skipped a beat as he held his arm out with a cute expression.
"I want you to do it. " he says.
I chuckled and shook my head. I gently set joohyun aside and walk over to Jungkook. I put my hand out and stared at him.
He sets the black tie in my hand. I pulled it around his neck and started to tie it.
I can feel his gaze on me as I try to focus on his tie. I smiled and gently pulled his jacket towards the middle as I pat the sides on his chest to make it look nice and neat.
"There." I smiled.
I looked up and locked eyes with his doe orbs.
He stared at me with soft eyes as it seemed like he was zoned out.
"Jungkook?" I snapped my fingers in front of him.
He blinks and looks at me with focus again. He smiles gently and raised his hand to caress my hair.
He closes his eyes and pulled me in for a hug. His actions warmed my heart and I hugged him back.
He dug his face into the crook of my neck as my hair covered his face.
"You smell good." He took a deep breath.
"I used your shampoo." I said.
"Still. You have this luring smell that I love." He mumbled.
I chuckled as his cuteness.
"You are being so soft today." I laughed.
"Because of you." He starts to move side to side.
I followed his actions and he hugs me tighter.
"I don't wanna work today." He whines.
"Well. You have no choice." I said and try to pull him off by pushing his chest.
I smiled when he held tighter.
"Jeon Jungkook." I tried to sound frustrated.
"I wanna hold you longer." He mumbles.
His words were slurry and his head became heavier.
"You sound like you want to sleep." I chuckled.
"Yea. Considering, I didn't get much sleep last night." He says.
My face flushed red as my body became hot.
"Come on. Get up." I wiggled my shoulders and he groans.
"Five more minutes." He muttered.
"Nu. You get your head off now. You're going to be late." I whined trying to push his head off.
I pushed and pushed, but it was no use.
"Come on. I swear you can cuddle with me all you want when you come home." I said.
"Promise?" He puckered up his lips and kissed my neck.
"I promise." I chuckled.
"Okay." He groans.

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