"Kookie," Hoseok replies as he plops down beside Jungkook on the couch, careful not to sit on Jungkook's sprawling legs. He pats one of Jungkook's thighs fondly, then stops to squeeze.
"When'd you get so muscular?" he asks, turning his head to examine the bulging quadricep beneath his palm for a moment before he realizes he's been fondling the maknae's leg for an extended period of time.
"Are you having fun, Kookie?" he asks, licking his lips and tasting pear and alcohol, the bottle he's been drinking from still in his hand.
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"When'd you get so muscular?" he asks, turning his head to examine the bulging quadricep beneath his palm for a moment before he realizes he's been fondling the maknae's leg for an extended period of time.
"Are you having fun, Kookie?" he asks, licking his lips and tasting pear and alcohol, the bottle he's been drinking from still in his hand.