“making the bed” ; domestic

Seokjin watches in bemusement as you walk to each of the four corners of your shared bed, tugging down the white sheets and folding over the edge of the covers before climbing in and patting the space next to you in invitation.

“You know, I will never understand why you instead on making the bed every night,” he comments as he slides in next to you, turning on his side and propping himself up on both elbows, hovering just above you.

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