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There's no more wind in your arms tonight

The candle's out but there's still a little light

I can see your freckles, constellations on your face

Your eyelids closed and your strong arms around my waistThis is home I'm findingAdjusting to life in the city had been harder than Jungkook expected. He finally understood the expression of 'the city never sleeps' as there was constant noise coming from the streets below, no matter how high Seokjin's apartment was. Over time he had grown used to it, all he needed was Seokjin's arms around his waist to find sleep. Either that or studying his sleeping face- no, it wasn't creepy. The beginning had been weird as he was introduced to his wife- another model named Yuri- as the son of a family friend who wanted to cut down on the cost of going to college. It was somewhat easy to let that be the story as the two didn't share the same apartment, rather, they had their own seperate one. Despite being married, the company didn't really care if the two were living together so long as they kept the relationship up whenever they were out in public or when working. Of course, this had bugged Jungkook at first but he grew used to it, after all, Seokjin always came back to him at the end of the day.As much as Jungkook felt he never truly had a home before he was finally finding it. He realized that home didn't necessarily have to be a place but rather, it could be a person. And as he laid awake, looking over at Seokjin's peaceful face, he knew he had found a home in the man laying next to him.jfc i'm sorry for this bad ending