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*Jungkook's POV*

Taehyung was lounging on the couch in the living room while watching TV. Sometimes gasping at something surprising that happens during the show with wide eyes and hand over his mouth. Every once in a while he would switch his position on the cushions and groaning from the ache in his back, making me smirk with triumph.

Trying to finish off the rest of my project for the next day of school, only to get distracted by the faint noises from the living room. My head pounding from trying to concentrate on my work and fretting over minor details on the finished product, I sigh loudly.

I stand up abruptly and walk briskly towards the couch in the living room where a snickering Taehyung is grinning at the TV. As I walk closer to the couch Tae looks up from the screen his eyes sparkling like he has the Galaxy in his iris.

"Tae-Hyung," I say curtly with a huff. "What are you doing?"

He Looks confusingly up at me from his position on the couch, borrowing his eyebrows and frowning slightly. "What?" He says with a light squeak laced in his voice.

I raise my right eyebrow at this and quickly lay behind him with my back against the back of the couch and slide my arms around his waist dragging him closer where his back is against my chest firmly, entangling our legs together. I bury my nose in the crook of his neck as he melts into my embrace with a sigh. "What happened to us having our cuddling session today?" I whisper lightly in his ear.

"B-but you were busy with work and I didn't want to bother yo-you." He stutters out quietly with a bright blush across his cheeks.

"Why so stuttery?" I ask with a dark chuckle placing butterfly kisses up and down his neck on the already purple hickeys on his smooth skin making him shiver.

"Sh-shut up!" He 'threatens' turning his head to both hide his blushing face and give me more access to his bruised neck.

I laugh quietly against his shoulder blade, hand traveling up his loose-fitting shirt. "Why are you being so disrespectful towards your daddy? Hmm?" I ask as I squeezed lightly at his hips making him groan in pain.

"S-sorry." He stutters out hiding his face behind his shirt.

"What was that?" I question with a sadistic smirk on my face.

He lifts his head and tries to look me in the eye but resorts to staring at my high cheekbones. His face red from the tips of his ears to his neck. "Sorry, Daddy."

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