warmth in the winter

Jungkook was warm. He shone vividly in everything he did, and burned bright as a star.

Seokjin had been used to the cold. Now, the sun that burned off the side of his face was hot as he let himself wonder. What would it be like to fall? What would it be like to be warm?

or Jungkook and Seokjin meet when Jin joins an art class with his daughter.

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Note: I write my stories all together instead of in chapters or parts, so you'll see the 'chapter' is very long. It's because I'm used to writing on ao3! Just a heads up :] This fic is 12k words, plus a one shot! Hope you like it