"hey babe, i'm bored." 

"hi bored, i'm jimin." jimin gave her a smile, a nice smile. 

"oho, nice play. it's raining out there, we can't go out," she pouts as her plan for picnic with jimin today is cancelled due to the mother nature. "it's raining... maybe a perfect time to cuddle? come here," jimin grabs her waist and put her on top of his lap. still, the pout face is still there. "baabe, this ain't cuddling, this is just me sitting on top of yo- AH" 

welp, 

jimin lied down while hugging her waist and they're on the perfect cuddling position. but he soon changed to him being the little spoon because that's what he actually liked, 

being held. 

jimin has a habit of kissing her neck while cuddling. but today he's playing around with her hands while.. insulting it. 

"you have very soft hands, very elegant, a hand of a legend, but 

it's small, boo." jimin chuckled after. 

"hey mister, look at your self, you really think your hands are that big? let's compare," she puts his hand together with him, and compared them side by side. it appears to be his hand is bigger, and his fingers are longer. she has no words but continue to pout. 

" fine," 

he tangled his fingers around her's and gave kisses on it. 

"small or big, 

soft or wrinkled, 

pale or tanned, 

i will still hold them,

until death seperate us apart," 

he said between kisses, it softened