Since this was asked twice i’ll share a snippet of a scene i wrote tonight! 😈

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“I was offering to take them off,” he murmured, still teasing, still annoying. Seokjin let out a flustered huff, turning his head away to avoid Jeongguk’s smirk as he tried to wriggle out of his grip.

“You’re that desperate to get back in my bed, huh?” He said it mockingly, but the way Jeongguk didn’t immediately snap back made Seokjin think maybe he was onto something.

He blinked slowly, daring to look back at Jeongguk, and almost choked on the half-lidded, smoldering look in his eyes. Seokjin felt his skin heat and tighten at the want in Jeongguk’s expression, abruptly aware of how close their faces were, practically nose to nose, their bodies pressed tightly together, so firm and warm that Seokjin felt like he was drowning, like he couldn’t fucking breathe, didn’t want to breathe unless it was through Jeongguk’s lips -

Jeongguk’s hands tightened where they had moved to grab Seokjin’s wrists, inhaling sharply through his nose like he was about to say something, do something, give Seokjin the air from his very lungs, when a voice called through the open camper door, “I brought the rice!”

The bubble popped.

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