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jimin - request

thank you squishyvee   for requesting. y'all, i know this is out of my updating schedule but my numbers were uneven so i thought it wouldn't hurt if i just put up an extra one. updating schedule will be back to normal after this!

You sit uncomfortably in between Jungkook and Jimin, squirming as you try to make it feel better. You puff out your cheeks in defeat, throwing your head back onto Jimin's shoulder in frustration. Currently, your right side is sitting on Jimin's thigh while the rest of you can't touch the couch or you'll be on top of Jungkook.

"What's wrong, princess?" He asks, placing his controller to the side as the room erupts into groans of disapproval and orders from Namjoon on how to keep the game going. You stare at the boys with your mouth open before looking up to meet Jimin's curious gaze.

"I'm uncomfortable," you mumble, mindlessly trailing your hand down his chest. His eyes darken wildly but he keeps the gentle look in his smile present.

"Oh, sorry. C'mere," he says as he pulls you onto his lap entirely so you can curl up into a ball and rest on his chest. It's new but you love it already. Pecking his collarbone lightly, you murmur out your thanks before passing his controller back.

"Hyung! We nearly lost because of you, dipshit!" Jungkook whines, earning him several slaps on the back of his head because of his language.

It takes them a few more rounds before they are bored and left with nothing to do. It's silent as Jimin plays with your hair, his soft humming being the only noticeable sound in the room.

"Okay," Jin announces, standing up with a grin that startles everyone, "I'm going out for ice cream, who's coming?"

Everyone stands with similar smiles on their faces, looking hopefully at Jimin. He looks down at you then up at them, waving his hand. "I'll stay here. I was feeling a bit tired, anyway."

They nod, leaving the house in a bubble of noise. When it's all silent, you sigh, so close to going to sleep,

"You tried, baby?" Jimin questions, brushing the hair out of your face with the gentlest of touches. You nod, squealing when he suddenly stands, cradling you to his chest. You beat at his chest with a tiny fist, demanding he let you down as he coos at your adorable anger.

He lowers you onto the bed, throwing his jacket to the side before climbing in next to you. You look away from him until he throws his arm over your waist and pulls you closer towards him. When you look up, his nose touches yours. You don't break the eye contact with him, not even when he slips his leg in between yours and throws his arm lazily across your hip.

"What now?" You innocently ask, playing with the buttons of his shirt.

"We cuddle," he lets out with a goofy smile, using his hand to press your head into his chest. You giggle and instinctively snake your arms around his torso.

"This is nice," you mumble tiredly, letting yourself fall asleep as Jimin strokes your hair after kissing you on the forehead.

"It is," he agrees, cuddling up to you more.