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it was later that night and namjoon had just finished cooking the two of them dinner.

"jimin, come make a plate. then we can pick a movie."

"okay!" jimin yelled, excitedly running into the kitchen.

-

"joonie, this looks amazing! it looks like it's from a magazine," jimin said.

namjoon had cooked up a huge greek slalad, with a big homemade margarita flatbread.

"thanks, hope it tastes good, too."

"oh, i'm sure it will. smells amazing."

they both dished out plates, then headed to the living room to watch a movie.

-

the movie was about a quarter of the way through and both boys had finished their meals. they were both sitting on the couch, an awkward distance away from one another. jimin had his small hands resting under his thighs, shivering.

"you cold?" namjoon asked, looking over at him.

"n-no, i'm fine."

"come here."

namjoon was laying against the arm of the couch, with his legs sprawled out. he was motioning for jimin to come lay between them.

jimin didn't think twice, scooching over and laying his head on joon. namjoon reached over and grabbed the blanket that was draped over the couch, throwing it over him and jimin.

"better?" namjoon asked.

"y-yeah, thanks."

truthfully, jimin had never felt better. he felt so warm and cozy, pressed up against namjoon. it was like a dream. he had never felt so relaxed in his life.

just when he thought it couldn't get any better, he felt a warm hand start rubbing his back, underneath the blanket.

"you comfy?" namjoon asked.

"y-yeah... really comfy."

jimin just shut his eyes and focused on the soothing hand rubbing his back. he hadn't realized how desperate he was for human affection until that moment.

-

jimin ended up getting sleepy. his eyes got heavy and he was so relaxed that he ended up drifting off, still laying on namjoon.

joon hadn't realized jimin was asleep for almost twenty minutes. when he did realize, he turned off the movie, pulled the blanket off them, and scooped jimin up into his arms, bridal style.

he made it all the way to jimin's room and laid him down on the bed, pulling the covers over him. he leaned down, hesitantly, glancing over jimin's face. after a moment, he leaned even closer and kissed his forehead, softly.

he walked over to the door and switched off the light. he almost left, but he heard a small voice talking to him.

"j-joonie?"

"go back to sleep, chim."

"come back~"

"shhh, you need to res-"

"p-please~"

jimin flipped onto his side, showing off his back, motioning for joon to rub it.

he did a small laugh, but walked back over to him anyways.

sitting down on the edge of the bed, he started rubbing his hands down jimin's back, soothingly.

he continued, watching as jimin's face slowly settled.

his eyes fluttered shut and his smile faded as he drifted back to sleep.

joon just stared in awe at him. the pure look on his face, the small snores, the slow and soothing breaths.

jimin was so...

sweet.pure.beautiful.

suddenly, namjoon was overwhelmed with the feeling of wanting to take care of jimin... protect him. the feelings sort of caught joon of guard. he didn't understand them, so he pushed them away.

he pulled the covers over jimin and stood up, walking out the door and shutting it behind him.