#does it suck

you sighed as you cuddled deeper into the covers, the chilly hotel room making your body feel like an ice cube. you picked up your laptop squinting as the bright screen blinded you, your silhouette poking over your shoulder. your mouse hovered over his name, eyes scanning to check what the time was for you then trying to remember if you he was awake or not.

“timezones,” you mutter, clicking his number. your own reflection startles you as you see your face, still covered in the makeup you put on a couple hours ago for your family gathering. another sigh leaves your mouths already dreading having to get up to take it off. before your hand met the duvet to take it off, your boyfriends face popped on screen, your heart already fluttering.

“hey babe,” jungkook cheers, cheeks stuffed, the visible movements of him chewing. a smile etches it’s way on your face, it hasn’t even been 12 hours since you've last seen him and you already are a mess.

of course.

“hello baby,” you grin, you impulsively bring the computer closer to you as if that will bring you closer to him. one can wish. “i miss you,” jungkook quickly states, a noodle dangling from his lips. your cheeks heat up at the sudden confession, “i miss yo- are you eating in our room?” your gaze fixes behind him where your tv and dresser were. of course. jungkook cracks out a loud laugh, the sound echoing through the room. his eyes gleam with something as a smirk parades on his face, “our room?”

your mind quickly backtracks to what left your mouth, shock spreads on your face. jungkook was in your room, but in your defense jungkook had almost half of his closet mixed in with yours. and he was always there, hell he’s staying there while you're in a different country. so technically speaking, it was your guys’ room.

“yeah, our room,” you restate, already loving the way it leaves your tongue. jungkook hums, smirk still evident, “well then yeah, i’m eating in our room. hope you don’t mind,” he teases. you roll your eyes as you push the hood of your jacket up. jungkook freezes before asking, “wait, is that mine?”

your eyes move down to the material, it was in fact jungkook’s black jacket. you giggle as you pull the jacket closer to your body, “problem?” you retort. you press the laptop higher up the bed so he could get a clear view of you. “i think it looks better on me to be honest,” you taunt, sending a wink to jungkooks frozen state. a giggle leaves your mouth at your boyfriends pout, his bottom lip jutting out. the temptation to kiss it away overcame you, you really miss him.

jungkook finally speaks up, “for your information that is my favorite jacket, you better bring it back in one piece-,” he threatens, voice filled with no string of malice, “-but you are right, you do look better in it. this is like the fifth time you've worn my jacket. you look good in everything baby,” he reassures, eyes scanning you over. the warm tickle rushes over your cheeks to your neck, “yeah?” you whisper, your eyes meeting his, “yeah.”

jungkook’s food is quickly disregarded his attention on the only thing that matters right now.

 you.

“bet you think it’ll look better off no?” you say as you tilt your head to the side, faking the innocence. you note how jungkook’s eyes grew darker, his jaw tightening. your fingers go to meet the cold zipper, gripping it as you slowly drag it down. “do you want your jacket back babe?” you question again, the jacket already sliding off. your shoulders and collarbones were now on display, the coldness of the room making goosebumps cover your skin. “y/n,” jungkook’s voice warns, his eyes dropping from your face to your hand on the zipper. the moment is done as soon as it started, your thumb hooking around the metal to close it. “too bad it’s a little cold,” you pout.

jungkook looks speechless, his eyes soon glaring at you. “you’re unbelievable y/n,” he grumbles, his cheeks tinting with a light pink. you laugh at him before a yawn leaves your mouth. “i’ll talk to you tomorrow okay? love you,” you promise.