Waking up in the morning, to see Jungkook asleep beside him. Mornings like these are blissful. He takes in the light snores that escape the younger, the gentle rise and fall of his chest. His eyes lightly trace the moles from his forehead to the one below his lower lip.

He can't stop himself from leaning close and pecking those soft lips. When he pulls back, Jungkook cracks an eye open.

"That's it?" He pouts, cuddling closer asking for another kiss.

But Jimin is mischievous. He laughs cutely and pecks the younger's nose before sliding off the bed.

"Brush first. Your mouth stinks."

He ignores the whines of protest from his boyfriend as he shuts the bathroom door close behind him. It's these little things about Jungkook he just can't get enough of.

To be continued