Chapter Thirteen
Calm
Jungkook POV
I smiled softly as I woke up in Eomma's arms. I cuddled close to him, humming.
I wasn't in my headspace.
But even outside of it…
Things felt nice.
Things like this.
"You awake Bun?"
I nodded.
"Words Bun,"
"I'm awake hyung,"
We had established that outside of my headspace I needn't call them Appa and Eomma.
Still wasn't allowed to swear.
But at least I could call them hyung.
Eomma carried me downstairs, regardless, combing his fingers through my long hair, chuckling softly as I hummed softly, in content.
“You like that Bun?”
I nodded, pressing my head back against his fingers.
“Okay Bun,”
I closed my eyes as shivers trailed down my spine, a soft purr slipping past my lips.
Eomma stopped,” Did you just-”
I looked down, my face flushed with embarrassment.
“Did you just… purr?” Eomma was shocked.
I let out a soft whine, covering my face with my hands,” No!”
“Bun, it’s okay if you did, you don’t have to lie,”
I only whined in response.
“Bun, I don’t know my boundaries if you can’t talk to me,”
I pouted,” Felt nice,”
He only chuckled,” That’s all you had to say Bun,”
Regardless my face was flushed red, my ears a darker shade in comparison.
This was going to be a long day.
