stay with the wind by helena_moon

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Summary:

Although he had a mild mental breakdown last night about what happened between them. The prospect of kissing Jung kook again does not seem like a bad idea. He wants to taste those lips again, to caress that face, to lay his hands on the expanse of skin, to run his fingers through the soft wavy hair, to capture the warm body in his arms, he wants to do it all, needs to do it all.

He put his finished can of beer on the foot of the swing and did the same with Jung kook’s. He took the younger’s hand and intertwined it with his, rubbing circles on the backside of the hand. “Is this okay?” not trusting his ability to speak coherently, Jung kook just hummed and squeezed Seokjin’s hand.