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Cmi!OC; does jungkook snore?

(Like how Jimin described it in the soop) 😂

you've been staring at your night-owl of a boyfriend for ten minutes now, hoping your digging stares might wake him up. you still have a while before you need to leave for work, and you like spending a fraction of your mornings with him. only today...

head propped up, you watch him cling to the blanket, lips a gap apart and rosy cheeks so painfully round. his breathing is quiet and rhythmic. two of your fingers sneak to the blanket under his arm, tugging a little until he stirs.

"mmmhbabe—?" is all he mutters, palm reaching out and tapping on the mattress.

even in his drowsy state, you know he's wondering when and why you escaped his embrace during the night, because you usually wake up in his grip. his personal anchor.

you lean into him until his digits brush your arm, and reflexively, half asleep, he pulls you into a bear hug. your head on his chest; his hands on your back.

and immediately, he's gone again — you let him. even like this, it feels like a morning well spent. time killed listening as his breathing turns into soft snoring. not how jimin once, as a joke, predicted it might sound. but gentle, not obnoxious, only interrupted by smacks of his lips. resembling the crackling of the candle flames he sometimes enjoys lighting up and listening to.

you breathe a sigh of relief. that's okay, you think. that's just how things need to be.

#when annoying habits become endearing <3 #let's see how you like it a decade later oc lol!!! #notes for rid 🌹 #anon #fic: colour me in #*amc #*amc: cmi

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Cmi!jk, your eherm *physical* relationship from when you started your fwb has been described as “animalistic”. Now that you guys are in love, what’s it like now? More gentle, soft making love or a balance of both? 😌

your eyelids are shut, your expression peaceful. when jungkook started trailing his touch along your clavicles and up your neck ten minutes ago, you were still sighing and humming in delight. but now that he's caressing your jaw, tracing your lines and curves, you've become entirely quiet.

slumbering away, letting warm fingertips draw patterns on your bare, glowing skin. jungkook thinks you're prettiest like this. natural and content, so gorgeous that it truly hurts sometimes. how did he get so lucky?

the picture of where are you now and of where you used to be is nearly impossible to grasp. over a year ago, your mid-sex conversations consisted of lewd praises, cocky teases and otherwise unintelligible sounds. moans reverberating off walls, intimacy of the most animalistic nature.

barely any kisses; lips lingering on hot skin.

even now, neither of you ever suppresses the hunger. both a writhing mess, thirsting. but… he sees so much more of you now. your moles. your smile. how your eyebrows furrow when he kisses your neck. and how soft and vulnerable you sound sometimes. how you call his name… like you've forgotten every other word in existence.

he still feels the graze of your fingers along his back. how you hold onto him, pull him closer. how you steal kisses and mix your unfading desire with all that your heart contains. all the things he says to you; and all the things you say to him.

want no one but you.

stay with me, my love.

i'm so lucky to be yours.

as jungkook's movements along your shoulder stop, your eyes start to open again. you sigh again, one more crease between your eyebrows before you slowly, surely look at him. a smile comes into view when you notice him staring; and as he basks in the beam, leaning into you with a clump in his throat, all his feeble voice allows him to say is–

"can i… kiss you, angel?"

#how many more times am i gonna use a pic from this live? the answer is yes #it fits those lazy morning/after s*x asks so well sigh <3 #notes for rid 🌹 #anon #*amc #*amc: cmi #fic: colour me in

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Riiiiiiid can i have a teeny tiny request when/if you can answer this. When oc was missing, what was going through jk’s head? Like did he thought she left him, got kidnapped by her parents, got into an accident, etc? Just wondering what’s fuelling his fear. Amazing lovely chapter! Srsly chefs kiss 🙌🏻

genre: est. rel. 🥺 fluff, angst wc: 1.3k 🤭 a/n: this turned into a legit drabble LMAO i'd be over the moon if you guys lmk what you think of this lil mess and whether i did a good job? :] not proofread <3

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if jungkook had the power to undo this, what would he do differently?

hours ago, when you left the apartment.

perhaps he'd handle you with caution. realise that his fret means nothing, and that nobody else defines your relationship but him and you.

maybe he would let you know that he's stuck to you like superglue, no matter what. that he goes insane when you don't show signs of life. and that you're stitched into all crevices of his heart, permanently.

perhaps reacting in such a way could've changed the chain of events today. whatever happened, maybe you could've reached out, rushed to him. instead, you were hidden in a bathroom minutes ago, door locked and a barrier between the two of you.

even now, your mind roams in far distance. waiting for a line to appear or not; and the approaching result fills him with fear. not because he in particular dreads it – but because you do. sniffling, drying your tears, shaking.

jungkook isn't stupid, so he won't tell you how you affect him. how your pain becomes his burden, too, and how he wants the moment to pass, so your tremble stops.

life didn't pain you enough, it seems. something or someone in the skies above is being unfair.

it hurts. it hurts. it fucking hurts.

and on top of everything, jungkook's own ache, courtesy of his overthinking, still lingers. how he wondered if you'd left him. or hoping you weren't hurt. praying that you were unscathed, not a victim of the world's carelessness.

he can't tell you, though. and he doesn't.

not when the minutes pass and jokes are exchanged. not when you explain why you never came home. and not when only one line appears, pushing you into another sobfest that only his arms heal, slowly and carefully. bit by bit.

you're so warm against him. so innocent and relieved, seeking a cure in him to diminish the former pain. you hold onto him so tight, quivering more than ever, crying tear after tear after tear.

jungkook doesn't think he's ever felt such a firm, solid crack splitting his heart. because you don't deserve this.

you're his gentle, enthusiastic girl, aren't you? thrilled about countryside weddings and glued-on stars. you do not deserve this.

your transparent emotions punch him in the guts even when you've bid eun goodbye. and the very next moment, as he comes to a stand in front of the entrance, stalling the drive back home, he feels something stir in him, too.

the same as before when you opened the bathroom door. the same intense yearning clogging up his throat. because when he looks at you now…

tear-stained cheeks. red eyes. yet, a soft smile assuring him that you're okay again…

he knows now. he knows.

"angel..." he voices, and you lift your falling eyelids, endless tenderness in your gaze.

his heart combusts. nervous fear fills his entire being, so worried you might walk away or cry again or be scared off or… or…

tell her.

she might know anyway.

the voice keeps urging him. wants to bare his thoughts, pull them out of his mind.

tell her.

but he doesn't. instead, he calms the brittle organ beneath his chest, eyes blinking his secrets away before he says, "nothing. let's go home."

and he admits now. barely half an hour later, he admits that his choices aren't always well thought out. because how did he manage to pain you again?

crying in front of him, in the middle of the living room, much like… what? a mere month ago. asking him what's wrong; getting back a confused nothing.

he covers his face when you inquire whether he's sure, rubbing it before he responds, "yeah. tired, is all. worn out from the stress."

"i'm sorry."

god. no.

there's no fault in anyone right now. there's no misery, just… realisations. revelations.

"no," he starts, "it's okay."

you swallow, and then argue, "i don't think it is. tell me what you're thinking about."

but how does he tell you? because his words wouldn't suffice. and he doesn't quite know whether the moment's right. how does he unveil something to you that'll never do justice to what he truly feels?

"nothing, baby," he answers; he's being so stupid, "please go to sleep."

but you don't falter. "is it because of the pregnancy scare? or because i didn't call you. i scared you."

"no. it's nothing like that."

he waits.

fuck… he could throw up. you're here, so close, waiting for a response, and he's panicking, nervous, insecure, and… and…

so in fucking love.

"just go change into something comfortable, angel," jungkook gently orders, fuelling the craze in his jumbled mind, "or do you want to eat first? i can get you some food to the bedroom, too."

you shake your head, digging, "i want– you to tell me what's wrong."

but it's not easy. wording feelings has never been easy.

he groans quietly, keeping his foot from tapping the ground. if he told you now… would you react in kind? would you walk away? if he told you now, would you push him away or pull him closer?

shit, shit, shit.

his head falls between his shoulders, fingers grazing his wrinkled forehead, heaviness behind it, "what do i tell you?"

"just. was it… is it seokjin? i won't talk to him if you don't want me to."

god, if you knew…

that seokjin long took a backseat in his head. he would've barely been able to remember his name right now, because his mind is so painfully filled with the same damn things revolving around you.

with the same word, over and over again, repeating in a circle and as a plea.

"that's not it," he promises.

"it's not…?"

"babe… i don't care about him. i stopped caring ten minutes later."

he explains the agitation this morning; explains the far graver evening, how it overshadowed each word uttered in that stupid argument. how you drove him crazy today.

fearing, craving, pining.

wondering if you'd be coming back, if he'd ever get the chance to tell you that you carry his heart with you wherever you go.

and maybe that's exactly what he should do.

right.

enough of this idiocy.

he stands, stepping closer. his voice is unsteady when he calls your name, shaking fingers carding through his hair. he sighs, and then inhales a breath to give his lungs something. to lift the burn.

jungkook prepares his mind for the best and the worst for only a moment before everything goes blank. and then, finally, he realises that, first and foremost, he doesn't need an immediate reaction.

he just needs you to know.

"what is it then?" you still question, tears falling freely, "fuck, just. just say it, please."

your hand curls into a fist, and he rushes to grab your wrist; tugs you into him, a palm on your back. pushing you closer, trying to press his affection into you, and all misery out of you.

he holds your head, holds you right there, lets you cry into his shirt.

and then, he admits, "i'm not good with words, baby. and i don't know how to ever properly verbalise something like this."

"what? verbalise wh–"

then again, does he not know?

no. he does. he just doesn't think it'll ever suffice. ever.

because what he feels doesn't belong to this mundane world. it isn't ordinary; transcends normalcy. no, to him, it appears like something out of a fairytale.

this is what songs are written about; what love stories and novels and movies speak of. the exact rhymes present in poetry. jungkook doesn't have the vocabulary that poets possess.

can't truly explain what you elicit, and what you mean to him, and how insane you make him, and how he wants to hold you and freeze this moment forever, and…

and how he's never been as certain about anything as about–

"i love you."

no… he doesn't need you to answer immediately.

he just needs you to finally know.

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:'''))))) i have nothing to say except. thank you for this lil request. i am in tears and will go hide in the bathroom now. <3

#*cmi spoiler #kidnapped by her parents had me dying gkjsahfjksaf 😭 #thank you so much for reading and loving it <333 #notes for rid 🌹 #anon #fic: colour me in #jungkook fluff #jungkook angst

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cmi jk, what kind of boyfriend are you?

jungkook, shy, starts, "well, i'd say…"

"wait. can i take this one?" you interrupt, a twinkle in your eyes he can't say no to.

besides, he wants to know what you'd say – so he nods. you turn back in your seat, rambling straight away, "he's an acts of service kind of person, so he comes back with new stuff a lot. primarily decoration and things to make life here more comfortable for me. little does he know that i already feel warm as long as he's here."

"oh. angel…"

"it's true." you shift a little, seeking his fingers. "he likes to bring home flowers and fairy lights and lava lamps for the desk, so i'm more motivated to work on my books. and cooks for me, since he says i forget to eat when i work or write."

you sigh, and jungkook listens with his eyes on his lap, not-so-secretly blushing. "that summarises it well, i think. he's the encouraging and nurturing kind of boyfriend. cares a lot and doesn't ask for anything back. also listens, and lets me cry, never rude just to be funny, and i'm not counting some silly bickering! some guys tend to be rude 'cause they think it makes them cool, you know?"

"babe…" jungkook finally speaks, wrapping his digits around your hand, squeezing. "you really think of me that way?"

you confirm without hesitation, "i'm just scratching the surface, though."

maybe you're right.

thinking about it, he probably yet has to unleash all that being so hopelessly in love with you conjures. he can barely look at you – it fills his vulnerable heart to the brim. it might burst.

so he only lifts your palm to his cheek, smiling through his words as he responds, "i've only scratched the surface, too."

#and he joins all her shenanigans… never makes her feel stupid… values her emotions n thoughts :((( #sigh them <3 #notes for rid 🌹 #anon #*amc #*amc: cmi #fic: colour me in

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colour me in: timeline | jjk

numerous main parts and several drabbles in, i realised how easy it is to lose track of time. considering how we’ve been jumping between the present and the past, it’s become necessary to illustrate what cmi’s timeline looks like, especially since we can’t store every bit of information ever mentioned in the chapters in our brains at once! so i decided to make this little post that outlines the cmi couple’s entire story chronologically. i will explain things that aren’t explicitly mentioned in the series in detail – the rest is only briefly listed.

in case you haven’t read the series yet and plan to do so – spoilers ahead!! hope the timeline makes sense! 💕 

⤑ SERIES MASTERLIST

⤑ last year, sometime in late spring. break up with nara:

mentioned in cmi4/lights and cmi8/blurred: ⋆ jungkook and nara separate. ⋆ there is a back and forth for a couple of days, but they settle on a mutual decision: it’s over. ⋆ jungkook, hurt by loneliness and tempted by freedom, sleeps with other girls. ⋆ nara and jungkook cannot keep it at this break up – more to this later.

⤑ last year, july. frat party:

cmi8/blurred: ⋆ jungkook and oc meet at fratboy choi yeonjun’s private party and talk. ⋆ they hook up and build a connection without any high expectations of crossing paths again. ⋆ jungkook is not hooking up with nara at this point. ⋆ oc rejected hoseok whom she had a fling with during freshman year and again a couple months ago. he’s a fleeting friend.

⤑ last year, fall/september. accounting/business class:

mentioned throughout the series: ⋆ jungkook and oc meet again; oc is a business major, and jungkook attends this class for extra credits. ⋆ not long after meeting again, they fall into constant bickering, competitive in class but secretly fond of each other. lowkey even friends. ⋆ oc tries to push him away bc she’s sure this won’t end well. ⋆ soon after the semester starts, they start hooking up again.

⤑ last year, beginning of october. nara cont.:

partly mentioned in cmi4/lights and explained here and here: ⋆ jungkook and nara have a history together that goes beyond what they were to each other. they grew up together and are used to that connection, even though the depth of the relationship and its importance has faded throughout the last few months. ⋆ they hook up again, multiple times, but eventually realise that neither of them will benefit from this. it’s unhealthy – they need to move on and remain friends. ⋆ they part in good terms; a huge weight is lifted off their shoulders. nara and jungkook are officially over. ⋆ moving on is easier than it was right after their sudden decision to separate as a couple.

⤑ last year, end of october. the fwb deal:

cmi7.5.2/unhindered: ⋆ jungkook and oc have sex and seal the fwb deal. ⋆ jungkook hasn’t slept with anyone but oc since the beginning of october, and with nobody except nara and oc since the frat party.

⤑ last year, end of december. new year’s eve:

cmi5.5/not enough: ⋆ jungkook and oc, still in a fwb thing, are invited to a big party at hoseok’s place. ⋆ oc doesn’t reveal that she knows hoseok and jungkook doesn’t know. hoseok might or might not be aware that oc’s been hanging out with jungkook (more to this after cmi9).

⤑ this year, february 14th. valentine’s day:

cmi6.5/undying roses: ⋆ fwb still ongoing! jungkook and oc aren’t attending any classes together anymore; they’re friends now. ⋆ jungkook gifts her a ‘beauty & the beast’ rose bc he remembers her talking about the movie during choi yeonjun’s party. ⋆ but the movie isn’t mentioned in cmi8/blurred, so guess oc truly cannot remember this bit anymore – it’s not in her diary either.

⤑ this year, june. the fake dating deal:

cmi1–cmi3/layers: ⋆ sealing the fake dating deal. ⋆ jungkook and nara are still somewhat friends. ⋆ more that unfolds: the paparazzi issues, jungkook’s first experience with newspaper headlines, clubbing with all their friends before oc finds out jungkook’s going away for a month.

⤑ this year, july. jungkook’s vacation and the journalist reveal:

cmi4/lights & cmi5/the canvas: ⋆ oc finds out about jungkook and nara’s history; jungkook goes on vacation after that. ⋆ jungkook comes back and needs to tell her something: a journalist, hired by her mother, has been following jungkook around for a while to find content for drama. this creates a huge rift between oc and her parents, and she temporarily stays at jungkook’s place.

⤑ this year, august. the confession and the break up:

cmi6/silhouettes–cmi7.5/letters from the heart: ⋆ oc spends her time at jungkook’s place. ⋆ they make a trip to a smalltown nearby and confess their feelings for each other in the rain, but the next day, everything collapses due to more terrible headlines and jungkook breaks up with her. ⋆ weeks later: they meet again at the hospital after yoongi’s accident. they accompany their friends to the movies where they impulsively kiss but unfortunately part again. ⋆ jungkook starts to realise that and why this was a mistake. he attends an exhibition hosted by namjoon where he displays two of his paintings. ⋆ it’s his birthday, and oc, despite receiving an invitation, doesn’t show up.

⤑ this year, september. the birthday and exhibition:

cmi8/blurred: ⋆ oc has started looking for apartments. ⋆ oc goes to the exhibition. ⋆ what next?

i will add more as we go! this is a late night post, so i might come back to edit it later; i hope this helps for now. please remember that this timeline isn’t supposed to be a summary; it merely provides some insight into what occurred when. only those who have read the fic will find this actually helpful – if you’re interested in the storyline, please do read the series 🤍  

#hope this helps a little! lmk if you have any questions!! #also pls praise this lil post it took longer than expected LMAO #n we have a banner hehehehe 🥰 #fic: colour me in #jungkook fic #jungkook fluff #jungkook smut #jungkook angst

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regarding: colour me in – sweating, panting and crying… the grind is over, y'all. the work is done, and cmi11 is finally completed 🤍

#gosh i hope yall are around to see this lol!! #also i'm kidding the grind isn't over.. gotta edit thoroughly!! #but the chapter's FINISHED YALLLLLLL WAHHH I FEEL RELIEVED AND *SCARED* #tiny drop date announcement following soon!! keep hyping this up we're almost there!!! 🥺 #fic: colour me in

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regarding: colour me in – OKAY ALL, FINAL STRETCH!!!! going to read through a few changed/improved scenes and then draft and prepare the post for 8pm EST. but first – attendance check❗️ gotta make sure you guys are around and up for it, so if you are, SPEAK UPPP AND YELL WITH ME!!! 🗣

#comments or asks to lmk are appreciated no matter whether you'll be reading today or later mwahhh <3!! #and make sure you give the chapter love in any form!! cmi11 is an important one so support is incredibly valuable 🤍 #gonna post according to ppl around so let's get ready to rumble!!!! #fic: colour me in

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Cmi jk, have you thought of how you want to propose to your future wife?

"i… she's barely brought all her stuff from the house yet, and you–" he blinks, listening as the question evolves. then, breathing a laugh, kinda shy, he hums. "ah. in theory, you say? uhm…"

he folds his fingers, dozing off. deep in thought, he almost doesn't notice the smile spreading on his face. the fantasy wets his waterline. this is one hell of an emotional game.

"i can't tell you what i'd do. not with certainty. you know why?" he shifts in his chair. "because i'd plan every detail to perfection. thinking about it for a few seconds doesn't suffice, because she deserves far more than that."

he sighs, eyes foggy with fondness, "but i promise you. i'd make everyone cry."

"hey, kookie," you call, taking one earbud out; you lift your phone from afar. he can barely see what you're showing him. "do you like those fairy lights?" your hand drops again when you see his changed, gentle expression. "what's up?"

he shakes his head slowly, flashing a sweet beam, "nothing, babe. get the fanciest lights. so you still love them a couple years later. okay?"

#my fucking heart #notes for rid 🌹 #anon #*amc #*amc: cmi #fic: colour me in

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regarding: colour me in – cmi11.5/cmi: blooming is done yall 🤧

#IT'S DONE IT'S OVER AHHHHHHH HOPE YOU GIVE IT LOTS OF LOVE #if we want it lmk and it's yours 💅<333 #aH IM SO EXCITED BC IM IN LOVE WITH THIS ONEEEEEEE #remember to not skip bc it's part of the main story!!! wahhahaha <3 #fic: colour me in

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regarding: colour me in – with feeling!! if we want cmi out tonight, LEMME HEAR ITTTT!!!! 🗣

#one step closer to cmi10!! #but if i don't get anything then pretend this wasn't here LOL SO PLS DON'T LET ME DOWN YALL LMAO #just checking whether to put my energy into it tonight or move!! #fic: colour me in

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regarding: colour me in – cmi11 is loaded and there's a full scene with dialogues that i cannot fit into it. i would rather put it in a sub-chapter right after this one – so, cmi11.5 would cover a few changes in their lives in further detail (the move in etc.) and in a purely comforting way. BUT… i'm a lil worried y'all might not want/skip it? it's not skippable cos of some convos though!!

so just asking around – would that be smth you'd be interested in? 100% fluff/smut piece to dive into their thoughts <3

#do respond 🥺🦋 #it'd still be a main chapter.. would not advise to skip but love for you to actively interact with it!! <3 #and yeah! 🎨 #fic: colour me in

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Cmi oc coming home to that jk lewk?? Man im just gonna sit on that lap and cuddle him like crazy

"...what are you doing, angel?"

"making myself comfortable. you look very pretty and cosy today."

"and the couch doesn't? look how gorgeous she is, and half of her is vacant, too."

"no! need this lap to survive today, kook, you won't understand." he scoffs. "fine. if you're uncomfortable, i'll take the stupid couch."

he wraps you in an embrace immediately, arms building a prison around you. he squeezes and pulls you further into his lap, scattering pillowy soft kisses on your jaw and cheek as he says—

"too late, love. now you're glued to me. good luck."

#and then he kisses and tickles her until she pushes him away and falls off his lap and onto the couch laughing tears of joy #:')))) #he's like a blanket to her fr.. she needs him in order to rest from tiring work days lol :') #notes for rid 🌹 #anon #fic: colour me in

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regarding: colour me in – HMMMMM okay pls talk to me about this 🎨🤍

#you guys okay with a 28/29k chapter? #it's looking like it sigh #i know you all love big chapters a lot but i always get worried it might be way too much!! #and that ppl might not read if it gets too long/lose interest/not come back to it since it takes time? #but idk.. do i post it at once without splitting? or removing anything? #like every scene is so important and cmi11-core and i promise im working hard on it all 👉🏼👈🏼 #and i would love for you all to read it bc cmi11 is so important and my entire heart is in it andddddd 🥺 would love for you to love it! #but oh god i never shut up fsjkhfksjajfs #pls lmk :') if no one's around i'll ask again in a day or two <3 #fic: colour me in

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if cmi jk and oc ever had kids, bam would linger around oc nonstop during her pregnancy and then find a lifelong best friend the moment the baby's born and protect it and lay down beside it and—

#their two children basically.... yeah #also bam entering the scene?? foreshadowing much.... 😁 #fic: colour me in

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regarding: colour me in – okay okay, i'm gonna try one more time without getting emotional LOL so if you want cmi to power through till the very very end of these two's story, shout in the comments or in the asks LET'S GO!!! 🗣

#gauging reaction v important >:O !! dont yall let it flop LOL!!!! #give it all you got peeps this baby needs to continue!! 🥺 #fic: colour me in

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Cmi jk and oc! Was there a time when you guys woke up and decide it to be a lazy day? Like fck work im going to spend it cuddling the loml

Jungkook, side-eyeing you: "Ah… you hit a spot. Seriously! Namjoon threatened to fire me last week because I was late for the third time in two weeks. He was just joking, but…"

You, eyes wide, pointing to yourself: "It's not my fault! He koala-wraps himself around me and…" Zoning out thinking about the wet kisses to your neck and the drowsy, hoarse whispers to your ear. "He's got no self-control and I'm lucky work isn't too far."

Jungkook: "Okay. Won't do it anymore unless it's the weekend, 'kay? Nothing to do then. Prepare for me and the Blankie to trap you."

You, only half registering that he's using the name you bestowed upon his blanket, whispering: "Wait… Dowayoutsto–"

Jungkook: "What did you say?"

You, clearing your throat: "I said I don't want you to stop. Please keep being late at work."

Jungkook, shoulders shaking as he laughs; tilting his head: "God… Munchkin."

#LOML????? #btw funny how you sent this and then that scene in cmi11 happened like 😭 #also opening amc again if you wanna send more stuff <3 #notes for rid 🌹 #anon #*amc: cmi #fic: colour me in