Jungkook was exhausted, muscles stiff after a long flight back home. The front door swinging open as he dropped his suitcases and duffle bag in the living room, unable to muster the courage to drag it any further.

It was late, maybe 3AM, by the time he finally had made it here. He kicks off his shoes and jacket before making his way into the bedroom. He nudges the door open, hand coming out to settle Bam, who perked up on the edge of the bed. He came closer to rest a hand on his head and rub at his ears.

Jungkook's eyes flickered to where you were sleeping, a pillow clutched in your arms. His hoodie noticeable on your body and his lips twitched. It had been a long month in America doing album promotions and filming with Jimin. He quietly changed out of his airport clothes and washed up. Carefully, he climbed into bed behind you and settled there.

His arm snaked around your waist and gently pulled you to press flush against his chest. His entire body relaxing at finally being able to truly be home. Nose nuzzling into tussles of hair and the warmth of your neck with a tired huff of air. He missed you so much.