"He must have been tired huh?" Jin said fondly as he studied the sleeping boy wrapped in a thick blanket, sprawled across Yoongi's lap, the taste of hot chocolate still staining his plump lips parted with peaceful breaths, lashes closed over his flushed cheeks, the tv casting bright shadows over his relaxed features.
They'd only been about thirty minutes into the first Harry Potter movie before Jimin fell into sleep's arms, knocked out cold in Yoongi's embrace, the sound of his quiet purrs filling the warm air, and everyone spoke in soft whispers, not wanting to risk waking him.
Tae hummed in agreement, running his fingers through Jungkook's dark locks, who immediately blushed at his touch.
"He's had a long day," He replied, a mix of sadness and pride brimming in his eyes. "He must have been exhausted, with everything that's happened. He's so brave."
"He is," Hobi echoed, tilting his head with a soft smile. "But hopefully now that we're here, he won't have to be anymore."