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i luv luv looooooved this !!!

i really appreciate my screen time sometimes too because of the quietness which comes along with ;;; tho some ppl really don't understand it T_T

anybody would love a sleepy & cuddly koo, imagine the warmth, the comfort ahhh,,, now im all mushy

perfect motivation to do some revision tho >.< thanks for this one, mindy !! <3

maybe smth about late nights and a sleepy, cuddly koo? I love your writing!

Sleepy cuddly Koo is always a good thing 😍 I'm all soft now, thank you 👉👈 and sorry this took me a year and a day to post

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All your friends who have boyfriends or girlfriends always have the same complaint.

"I can't STAND it when they're on their phone. It's so annoying! Hours pass and they don't say a word to me. It bothers me so much!"

And for a while, you thought it over. You're dating, so it makes sense right? If they're with you, they should pay attention to you. After all, what's the point of being together if you're not talking or sharing? Isn't that what you do in a relationship? But then something happened...

When you walk into your bedroom tonight, there's your boyfriend, back against your headboard, legs manspread across your comforter, and thumb rhythmically scrolling through his phone. His hair is messy; clearly he's been sleeping in your bed for a while if his socks scattered across your floor have anything to say about it. Now your sheets will smell like him when you lie down later. He sighs as the light from his screen illuminates his freshly washed cheeks and damp eyelashes from his earlier hot shower.

You stand there for a moment. But he doesn't notice you, or if he does, he doesn't say anything to you.

"Hey, Koo."

He doesn't respond verbally. He doesn't smile at the sound of your voice. He just lifts his arms to provide ample space for you to shimmy your way into the spot between his legs. Your head rests against his chest, your own phone held in front of your face while his chin uses your hair as a prop. His legs gently enclose around you, twisting and interlocking with your limbs as if second nature. When his arm lays across your middle, you can play with the hair tie he keeps around his wrist for those times you forget one.

Still, he doesn't say anything and he doesn't even look at you while he cuddles you into a cocoon like embrace.

He's so familiar to you. Knowing him since you were kids, your first memories are with him playing in the yard and napping together on your mother's couch. He's always been there, and now that he's claimed you as his, you've been promised he always will be. You memorized each constellation of his freckles before you memorized your multiplication tables. He understood that flicker of excitement in your eyes before he understood his own thoughts.

Glancing up, you catch sight of his Instagram feed. He scrolls past a few pics, double tapping his members' posts and leaving a short string of emojis beneath the newest profile update from uarmyhope.

"What's that?" you ask.

"Hoba." He shows you the screen, titling it so you can see better.

"Cute."

And that's it. No analysis of how Hoseok's personal style has developed lately. No deep internal revelation of your own need to identify what your personal aesthetic should be. Jungkook doesn't feel the need to ask what you're doing on your phone and he doesn't make small talk with you while you scroll through your feed.

The silence is comforting. Just being with each other, no noise, no talking, no expectations. Outside is dark and in your room is very warm. His body is firm beneath you but his sweatshirt is fluffy and inviting. The bare skin of your thighs might be embarrassing if Jungkook had not been between them more times than you can count. But tonight isn't one of those nights. He doesn't try to start anything and neither do you, and that's okay.

He kisses the top of your head as you adjust, never once asking about your day or sharing about his. He just sits on his phone without a care in the world, allowing you to lean against his chest while you play on your phone. He doesn't pay you any special attention and you don't pay him any. Not on the surface anyway. You both text other people, like other posts, do other things. Every so often, you feel him shift beneath you and slowly sink further and further onto the bed, and you sink further and further into his embrace.

Hours pass and not a word is spoken.

And the funny thing is...it doesn't bother you one bit. You appreciate that Jungkook can be here and be on his phone. You like being able to be together, enjoying each other's company without the need of words or verbal confirmation. Just being here with him like this is rejuvenating.

When you rub your eyes, Jungkook reaches over to turn off your lamp as if on command. When Jungkook starts fiddling with the edge of the blanket, you immediately sit up to pull it back and help him cuddle inside safe and sound as if on routine.

When the two of you are ready to sleep, you place both your phones on their respective chargers and return to find Jungkook already with his eyes shut and his head resting prettily on your pillow.

He doesn't say a word; he just opens his arms to provide you ample space to crawl in with him, scooting close to his body and wrapping your arms around his waist so you can pull him closer. His lips find your forehead to press a gentle goodnight to your skin, and then he's asleep. Soundly and lovingly holding you to his heart so the beating sings you a lullaby into the night.

And he doesn't say a word.

But he doesn't have to.

And it doesn't bother you one bit.

::

i luv luv looooooved this !!!

i really appreciate my screen time sometimes too because of the quietness which comes along with ;;; tho some ppl really don't understand it T_T

anybody would love a sleepy & cuddly koo, imagine the warmth, the comfort ahhh,,, now im all mushy

perfect motivation to do some revision tho >.< thanks for this one, mindy !! <3

maybe smth about late nights and a sleepy, cuddly koo? I love your writing!

Sleepy cuddly Koo is always a good thing 😍 I'm all soft now, thank you 👉👈 and sorry this took me a year and a day to post

no warnings

pic requests are CLOSED

All your friends who have boyfriends or girlfriends always have the same complaint.

"I can't STAND it when they're on their phone. It's so annoying! Hours pass and they don't say a word to me. It bothers me so much!"

And for a while, you thought it over. You're dating, so it makes sense right? If they're with you, they should pay attention to you. After all, what's the point of being together if you're not talking or sharing? Isn't that what you do in a relationship? But then something happened...

When you walk into your bedroom tonight, there's your boyfriend, back against your headboard, legs manspread across your comforter, and thumb rhythmically scrolling through his phone. His hair is messy; clearly he's been sleeping in your bed for a while if his socks scattered across your floor have anything to say about it. Now your sheets will smell like him when you lie down later. He sighs as the light from his screen illuminates his freshly washed cheeks and damp eyelashes from his earlier hot shower.

You stand there for a moment. But he doesn't notice you, or if he does, he doesn't say anything to you.

"Hey, Koo."

He doesn't respond verbally. He doesn't smile at the sound of your voice. He just lifts his arms to provide ample space for you to shimmy your way into the spot between his legs. Your head rests against his chest, your own phone held in front of your face while his chin uses your hair as a prop. His legs gently enclose around you, twisting and interlocking with your limbs as if second nature. When his arm lays across your middle, you can play with the hair tie he keeps around his wrist for those times you forget one.

Still, he doesn't say anything and he doesn't even look at you while he cuddles you into a cocoon like embrace.

He's so familiar to you. Knowing him since you were kids, your first memories are with him playing in the yard and napping together on your mother's couch. He's always been there, and now that he's claimed you as his, you've been promised he always will be. You memorized each constellation of his freckles before you memorized your multiplication tables. He understood that flicker of excitement in your eyes before he understood his own thoughts.

Glancing up, you catch sight of his Instagram feed. He scrolls past a few pics, double tapping his members' posts and leaving a short string of emojis beneath the newest profile update from uarmyhope.

"What's that?" you ask.

"Hoba." He shows you the screen, titling it so you can see better.

"Cute."

And that's it. No analysis of how Hoseok's personal style has developed lately. No deep internal revelation of your own need to identify what your personal aesthetic should be. Jungkook doesn't feel the need to ask what you're doing on your phone and he doesn't make small talk with you while you scroll through your feed.

The silence is comforting. Just being with each other, no noise, no talking, no expectations. Outside is dark and in your room is very warm. His body is firm beneath you but his sweatshirt is fluffy and inviting. The bare skin of your thighs might be embarrassing if Jungkook had not been between them more times than you can count. But tonight isn't one of those nights. He doesn't try to start anything and neither do you, and that's okay.

He kisses the top of your head as you adjust, never once asking about your day or sharing about his. He just sits on his phone without a care in the world, allowing you to lean against his chest while you play on your phone. He doesn't pay you any special attention and you don't pay him any. Not on the surface anyway. You both text other people, like other posts, do other things. Every so often, you feel him shift beneath you and slowly sink further and further onto the bed, and you sink further and further into his embrace.

Hours pass and not a word is spoken.

And the funny thing is...it doesn't bother you one bit. You appreciate that Jungkook can be here and be on his phone. You like being able to be together, enjoying each other's company without the need of words or verbal confirmation. Just being here with him like this is rejuvenating.

When you rub your eyes, Jungkook reaches over to turn off your lamp as if on command. When Jungkook starts fiddling with the edge of the blanket, you immediately sit up to pull it back and help him cuddle inside safe and sound as if on routine.

When the two of you are ready to sleep, you place both your phones on their respective chargers and return to find Jungkook already with his eyes shut and his head resting prettily on your pillow.

He doesn't say a word; he just opens his arms to provide you ample space to crawl in with him, scooting close to his body and wrapping your arms around his waist so you can pull him closer. His lips find your forehead to press a gentle goodnight to your skin, and then he's asleep. Soundly and lovingly holding you to his heart so the beating sings you a lullaby into the night.

And he doesn't say a word.

But he doesn't have to.

And it doesn't bother you one bit.

::