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  Seokjin pulled Yoongi in by his waist and sat back on his couch. Yoongi straddled him, pressing his knees into the soft cushions.

  "Are you actually going to use the plate you made?" Yoongi asked as Seokjin pressed his forehead into Yoongi's shoulder. The younger laughed and started to play with Jin's hair. He seemed to be tired, but was still trying to be lively for Yoongi. Yoongi was grateful, but now all he wanted to do was cuddle and play with Jin's hair until he fell asleep.

  "Of course I am." Seokjin mumbled into Yoongi's shirt, then angled himself to nuzzle into his neck instead. Yoongi shivered at the feeling he got when Seokjin wrapped him arms tightly around him, then pecked the sensitive skin on his neck. "Or I could just give it to you. Do you need a plate?" He asked.

  Yoongi hummed. "I live in a dorm." He reminded Seokjin. "I don't even have a kitchen." He said. Seokjin smiled against Yoongi's skin and kissed him again.

  "Then I'll leave it here." He said. "And when you want to use it, you have to come to my apartment." He backed away from Yoongi and looked up to hold eye contact with him. "That's really not a bad idea, actually."

  "What? Keeping the plate here?" Yoongi chuckled as Seokjin shook his head.

  "No, no." Seokjin laughed at himself as well. "The kitchen. We should cook something for us one day. Do you know how to cook?"

  Yoongi nodded his head. "My hyung taught me how to cook. Can you cook?"

  "Oh, most definitely." Jin said. "Guess you'll just have to come over more often so I can cook for you and you can cook for me." Yoongi smiled and couldn't resist pressing his lips into Seokjin's. He was talking nonsense and the only way Yoongi knew how to make Jin calm down was to kiss him gently, making his eyes fall closed and let his body relax into the kisses. Yoongi kissed him all over, from his lips to his nose, cheek, forehead, back to his lips. He very gently kissed Seokjin.

  "I think it's sleeping time for you, old man." Yoongi joked as he pulled away.

  "No." Jin pulled Yoongi in one last time and pressed his lips against his. "You're going to help me dye my hair. And then I'm walking you back to your dorm. There's no escaping me now, little one. Let's go." He said.

  Yoongi eventually agreed to let Seokjin walk him back to his dorm after they spent forever dying Jin's hair, some of the dye getting on Jin's shirt but he said he didn't mind. Some students were still out and about, earning glances and whispers towards the two. Yoongi eventually started laughing to himself at the thought of being such center of attention. Seokjin gave him a questioning look.

  "You sure are popular in the University newspapers and tweets." Yoongi told Seokjin. His professor merely chuckled.

  "With a face like this, can you blame them?"He asked. Yoongi rolled his eyes and lightly pushed Seokjin away as he laughed louder. Jin pulled himself together and then kept walking with Yoongi. "Next thing you know, I'll be in the big magazines. Can't you picture it?"

  Yoongi laughed as well. "Oh, I can most definitely picture it, Kim Seokjin."

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