“Can I kiss you forever?”
The kind of late where the city outside is a blur of quiet lights and your apartment feels like its own little universe.
You’re half-asleep on the couch, blanket tangled around your legs.
And Jimin is beside you, head resting lightly on your shoulder.
You feel him shift. His warm breath brushes the side of your neck.
“Jagi…” he murmurs softly, voice thick with sleep and something else—something earnest.
You hum in response, too tired to speak.
His hand brushes yours, fingers intertwining lazily. Then he lifts his gaze to meet yours.
“Can I…” His voice drops even lower. “…Can I kiss you forever?”
Your heart flutters at the words.
“Forever?” you whisper, half amused, half melting into him.
“Yes,” he says without hesitation. His eyes are wide and sincere, even though the fatigue makes them glossy and soft. “I mean… I don’t want to stop. Ever. Just—here. With you.”
You laugh softly, brushing a strand of hair behind his ear.
“I don’t care,” he murmurs, leaning closer, pressing his forehead to yours. “I just… I want this.”
You let yourself smile, tired but happy, as he leans in. Lips meet yours softly at first, hesitant, almost careful.
Then, when you don’t pull away, he deepens the kiss. Slow. Gentle. Endless in its simplicity.
“See?” he whispers against your lips when he finally pulls back slightly. “Forever.”
And somehow, you believe him.
You nuzzle into him, drifting further into sleep, knowing he’ll keep kissing you for as long as forever lasts.
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