They're in bed.

Jin is running his fingers soothingly through Jungkook's coconut hair.

"Hyung?" Jungkook asks groggily.

"Yeah?"

"Should I get a job?"

"If you really want to. I'll support you no matter what, though."

"So if I worked in a club-"

"Jeon Jeongguk."

"I was just kidding."

"I know. It wasn't very funny though."

"Just like your jokes."

"You're insulting my jokes again?"

"I know it's hard to accept the truth, hyung." Jungkook says in fake-sympathy.

Then Jungkook smiles one of his 'I-Know-You're-Mad-Hyung-But-You-Can't-Stay-Mad-At-Me' smiles.

"Anyways, what do you want to work as? For real?"

"Maybe an artist."

"Maybe? You haven't decided yet?"

Jungkook fiddles with his fingers. "I'm still pondering whether or not I should even get a job, hyung." He bites his lower lip nervously.

"I think you would be an amazing artist, Jungkookie."

"Thanks hyung." Jungkook's cheeks are tinted pink.

"But Jungkook," Jin leans on his elbows. "Why get a job so out of the blue? My job will give us plenty of money to live off of, if you're worried about that."

"Oh no, I just want some extra money in our hands." In my hands, to be honest. I want to buy you a ring, hyung...

"Oh, ok." Jin nods slowly, and doesn't seem very convinced. (A/N: Jin is actually wondering if Jungkook is cheating on him.)

Then Jin yawns, and stretches.

"Hyung, you're not tired?" Jungkook asks, sincere concern laced in his words.

"Mmm, a little." Jin admits, nodding slightly.

"Can we sleep together?"

"Of course!" 

"Do you want to shower first, hyung?"

"Why not?" Jin shrugs and gets up.

...

Jungkook finishes cleaning the dishes.

He feels long, but warm arms glide over to his hips.

"Are you tired?" Jin lays his head on Jungkook's shoulder.

He's never this touchy. Maybe he really, really misses me..

"Yeah. I'll shower real quick, and then we can go sleep together."