𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝟑 | 𝐅𝐈𝐍

jungkook

SLEEPY TIME

- in which jungkook needs some sleep and it just so happens that you do too

"M'tired," the boy whispers, dropping his bag onto the floor with a thud. You lift your head up from your spot on the couch, cheeks turning a bright red at the sight of Jungkook. His hair is disheveled, probably from the amount of times he had run his hand through the strands. His lips are plump and slightly red from gnawing at them too much and his tie is undone, hanging loosely around his neck.

You notice that the top few buttons of his shirt are undone, exposing the smooth skin of his collarbone. His tired eyes flick to yours, your gaze immediately dropping to the bag that's been carelessly thrown in front of him.

It's silent until Jin sticks his head from behind the wall that seperates the kitchen from the front door. "Kookie, pick your bag up and shower. After dinner, we have to go and do some filming."

Jungkook musters a small smile, nodding politely at the older. Jin hums in approval, disappearing into the kitchen. The younger of the two sighs heavily, closing his eyes for a brief second. You're in front of him by the time they flick open, timidly picking up the bag at his feet.

He ruffles your hair once you stand, motioning for you to follow after him. "How was school today, Jungkook?" You ask, attempting some light conversation during the short walk to his room.

"Fine. Had to stay back to catch up though," he sighs, opening his door and standing by it until you walk in.

"Seems like your back is worse," You note, neatly resting his bag on top of the chair situated in the corner. He sighs, nodding as he throws himself back on to his bed. You wince when he hisses in pain, hurriedly stepping towards the side of the bed.

With no hesitation at all, you throw yourself beside him, placing your head on his outstretched arm. He turns to the side so he's facing you and smiles, scrunching his nose up cutely.

You remember how long it took him to get this comfortable to you. Naturally, the two of you were bound to be close with you being a month younger than him. Unlike everyone else, you and Jungkook met during your early trainee years. He needed a partner for a performance and you just happened to be looking for a new friend.

You liked how he'd shyly trail you around to lunch or sit quietly beside you in class and while it seemed awkward, you could tell he was enjoying himself by the small smile that always graced his features whenever you were by his side.

Soon, he lost all shyness around you and showed you his true colours. This was around the time that the two of you were informed of your admittance into the new debut group. It was all round emotional. Luckily, shy Jungkook adjusted quickly and fit in just fine after a few months.

Although, most of the members begrudgingly admit to being jealous of the relationship you have with him.

"It's a little sore but I should be okay by next week," he murmurs, looking you in the eye. You nod, offering him a comforting smile. He knows very well that in a few hours, once everyone's back from the filming, you'll be at his door with a heat pack for his back.

"What did we have to film tonight?" You mindlessly ask, trailing your fingers up his arms. Unfazed, he puffs out his cheeks.

"The punishment from last week's Run episode. They want us all there for that. I hope it ends soon, I wanna sleep," Jungkook finishes in a pout, using his other hand to rub at his eye. You bite your tongue to help swallow down your coos and agree with a hum.

You, too, could use a few hours of sleep.

"How was your day, Y/N?" He yawns, smiling apologetically at you when you chuckle.

"Not quite as entertaining. I had to do a lot of signing and singing for Yoongi hyung's demo tracks," you admit, noticing Jungkook's eyes close every now and then. Scoffing, you gently remove his arm out from underneath your head and put it closer to him.

He frowns, grabbing your wrist before you can leave. You gasp as he tugs gently, silently pleading for you to come back. Reluctantly, you lower yourself back down, clearing your throat. He smirks, wrapping his arms around you to pull you into his chest.

"Sleep. We both need it."

Deciding not to argue against it, you close your eyes and get comfortable in his arms. Mind you, it doesn't take much, his warm and safe embrace lulling you to sleep in no time.

The members walked in on a very surprising scene while searching for the two of you to come down for dinner. Deciding to pack some for the trip, the six boys left the two of you alone, giggling the whole way back to the table.