87: BTS: Taekook

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"Jungkookie, what are you doing?" Tae calls through the bedroom door, collapsing against the wood out of laziness.

All he gets as a response is a tired groan, notifying the older that his lover wasn't awake. Not fully anyway.

"Babe, come on," he opens the door with his hands on his hips, "you have classes today. You need to be there this time."

"Noooo," the younger wines, lying on his bed snuggled into Tae's sweatshirt. "Come lay with me. I'm cold."

"Jeon, come on. Get your ass up. You have class in an hour and you smell."

"For ten minutes, that's all I'm asking." He peeks his eye open, trying to beg to the elder.

Tae rolls his eyes, but walks forward anyway. He lays on his stomach, wrapping an arm around Jungkook's neck instead of his torso.

"Really?"

"I'm laying with you, aren't I?"

"But-"

"Take or or leave it."

"This is comfy," Kook laughs, feeling the warm breath of Tae's tickle his neck.

"Ten minutes, Jeon."

"Ten minutes, Kim."

How was this?
This request was supposed to come out way sooner, but I've been really busy with school•

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