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24| Tension

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After a long while of ignoring Jungkook and occupying myself with texting Calvin, I hear the sound of a pencil on paper so I turn over to see Jungkook drawing in a sketchbook calmly.

Not one bit of tension from earlier is noticeable on his face as he sketches out something with his pencil.

When did he start doing that? Was I really not paying any attention to him?

I watch silently as I see his hand moves around the page smoothly and hear the scratchy noise of the graphite on paper.

His eyes glance over at me and he does a double-take when he sees that I'm facing him now. "They're all back now."

"What time is it?"

"4:30," He responds, "You sure were invested in that guy friend of yours for a while."

I sit up and look down at the floor. "I'm sorry about earlier. I know I was being annoying."

"It's alright, I was doing the same thing." He admits and looks back at his paper to finish drawing.

I get up and go to his bed to be next to him, "What are you drawing?"

"This room," he mumbles as I sit next to him to see it.

It's a beautiful pencil sketch from his point of view of the room. The end of the bed with his legs laying comfortably on it is on the left, then my bed and part of me is shown under the blanket I was previously using on the right. The outside can kind of be seen through the balcony door.

"This is really detailed, Kook." I watch as he erases a small section to redraw it, "It's amazing."

He hums a "thank you" and my eyes travel to him instead of the drawing. Looking down at his shoulder for a second gives my mind the unconscious authority to tell me to lay my head down.

So out of impulse, I rest my head softly on his shoulder and watch him continue to draw.

aaaaand I fall asleep after an even longer time watching and listening to him draw.

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I wake up from my nap and I'm snuggled against Jungkook's side, inhaling the subtle cologne on his shirt. My arm is half way across his stomach and I notice that he has slumped down into a more laying-down position rather than sitting.

The sketchbook is still in his lap and his 4B pencil is still in his hand. Except he's asleep and his head is resting on top of my own.

The silence of the room relaxes me. That is, until the door opens. I close my eyes quickly and pretend to be asleep again when the person enters.

"Again?" I hear my mom ask herself under her breath, "How much sleep do a couple of twenty-somethings need?"

I hear a pencil writing on paper and then she leaves, closing the door behind her. Cuddling into Kook's side more, I tell myself that I'm gonna have to get up sooner or later. But I just don't want to leave.

I hear the commotion downstairs stop and figure that everyone left again, so I gingerly unwrap myself from Jungkook and lean to the end of his bed to find the note my mom left us.

We all went out to a restaurant to eat. Join us if ya want to <3

She gives the address to the restaurant and I decide that Jungkook and I should probably go.