Dimly lit by the soft glow of the bedside lamp, the room casts a warm halo around Jungkook's face as he watches you with those deep, soulful eyes. He's sprawled out next to you, the sheets tangled around his legs, and there's that familiar, mischievous twinkle in his gaze. "You look so peaceful, so beautiful, he murmurs, brushing a few strands of hair away from your forehead. His touch is feather-light, barely there, but it sends shivers down your spine. The room is filled with the soft hum of the city outside, but in here, it feels like you're in your own little world.

Jungkook leans in closer, his breath ghosting over your skin as he plants tender kisses along your jawline. "I missed you," he whispers, his voice a low, husky murmur that's almost lost in the sheets. His hand trails down, fingers grazing over your thigh with a touch that's both gentle and insistent. He knows you're on the edge of sleep, teetering between consciousness and dreams, but he can't help himself. "I know you’re tired, but I need you. Just for a little bit," he coaxes, his lips finding yours in a slow, lingering kiss that speaks of his longing and desire.

His body presses against yours, warm and solid, as he continues his gentle assault on your thigh. “Stay awake for me, baby, your sleepy eyes are killing me. Just one more kiss… please?” He whispers against your lips, his hand now slipping under your shirt, caressing the soft skin of your abdomen. “I’ll take care of you, promise. You won’t have to do anything, just let me feel close to you.”