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Yoongi is woken up by a soft press of lips against his eyelid. Soon he feels it again but on the other one, then on his cheek and his nose and yet another one to his eyelid, making his eyes flutter open involuntarily. He closes them again, pretending to sleep, but he can hear a soft giggle in response to his actions.
“Hyung.” Jimin whines. “I know you’re awake now.” But he still proceeds to press more soft kisses all over the elder’s face, giggling in between.
Yoongi just enjoys the sensation for a while, silently loving the attention.
“Hyung, wake up. Come on.”
Yoongi doesn’t want to. He’s enjoying this way too much. Sue him, his boyfriend is pretty damn adorable. He wraps his arms around Jimin’s torso, brings him completely on top of himself and purses his lips, silently asking for a proper kiss. Jimin huffs in fake annoyance but complies, kissing him one, two, three quick times, before pulling away.
Yoongi finally gives up and opens his eyes. He tries to look annoyed at being woken up earlier than he’d like, but the beautiful loving smile on Jimin’s face wipes all negative thoughts from his mind.
“Good morning, sunshine.” He rasps, throat sore after just waking up.
Jimin positively beams, his smile widening impossibly, eyes forming little half moons. “Finally! Morning, hyung.” He sits up, straddling Yoongi’s middle and runs a hand through his pink hair, fluffing it up.
Yoongi’s hands automatically settle on Jimin’s bare thighs. “What time is it?“ He asks, running his hands up and down the supple flesh. Jimin leans over to check his phone and Yoongi quietly appreciates all the pretty curves of his body. He’s just really glad to be able to call this angel his own.
“Almost nine.” The younger answers, settling back on top of Yoongi’s body.
“And what are our plans for today?”
“We have the whole day off. Tomorrow, too.” Jimin cheers, smiling wide. It’s been so long since they had a day to themselves, not to mention a whole weekend.
“Then it’s too early to be awake.” Yoongi concludes and reaches up to grab Jimin’s torso and pull him down against himself. “We’re sleeping in a bit more.” He mumbles, wrapping them both in the blanket and tucking his face into the curve of Jimin’s neck.
“I’m not tired anymore, hyung.”
“But I am.”
“Then let me make breakfast. I was thinking waffles?”
“It’s cold without you here, and less comfortable too. Your cuddles are essential for my good sleep.” Yoongi complains and tightens his grip on the other’s body.
“At least let me shut the blinds so the sun doesn’t wake us up again.” Jimin tries.
“I know you won’t come back the second I let you out of bed. Don’t test me, Park Jimin.” The older grumbles and pulls the covers over their heads instead. “Here. Done. Now sleep.” He snuggles even closer, almost lying on top of Jimin to keep him in place.
The younger just smiles in response, his heart soaring with all the love he has for the man in his arms. He brings his hand up to scratch Yoongi’s scalp gently, knowing how much the elder loves that. Yoongi just hums in response, the sound way too similar to cat’s purr and Jimin laughs a little before closing his eyes and letting the sleep pull him under again.
They spend another two hours in bed, somewhere between sleep and consciousness, warm hands holding each other close, caressing soft skin and kissing everywhere their lips can reach.
Jimin usually hates staying in bed for so long but with Yoongi he can‘t bring himself to mind.
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When eleven is nearing on the clock, it’s actually Yoongi waking up Jimin instead of the other way around.
“Jiminie, baby, I’m hungry. You were saying something about waffles before?” He whines, nuzzling the other’s neck, pressing his lips against the soft skin.
“Hmmm, no.” Jimin murmurs half asleep and turns over, facing away from Yoongi, bringing the blanket with him.
“Jimin, please.” He whines again, shuffling closer and clinging to his back. “Please, baby?”
The younger doesn’t respond. Yoongi sneaks his hands under the blanket and under the hem of Jimin’s shirt. “Then I guess I need to tickle you until I get what I want.” He warns, only seconds before he digs his fingers into the soft flesh of Jimin’s side.
The younger squeals, springing up instantly. “No, no, no, Yoongi stop please, oh my god.” He giggles, trying to move away from his boyfriend’s hands. “I’ll make them just please have mercy.” He begs more and that makes Yoongi stop.
“Thank you, sweetheart.” Yoongi smiles wide in victory and moves over so he can hover over Jimin’s body. He presses a kiss to his lips and moves to get up, but Jimin quickly wraps his arms around his neck and pulls him back down. “Kisses first.” Jimin laughs when they separate. “Breakfast second.” He continues and brings their lips back together. Yoongi can’t help but agree.
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Before noon they finally find themselves in the kitchen. They are still wearing their sleep attires, messy hair matched with oversized shirts and underwear, Jimin only added fluffy socks to keep his feet warm on the cold tiles in their kitchen. Yoongi finds that utterly adorable. Jimin is moving around the kitchen, gathering ingredients and Yoongi decided to just get out of his way and sat onto the counter next to the stove. Jimin always gives him a kiss whenever he passes by and that’s all he needs for the time being.
Jimin eventually finishes collecting all the things and starts making the mix. Yoongi decides to contribute at least a little. “Baby, do you want coffee or tea today?” He asks, jumping down and moving towards the kettle.
“Tea, please. Green.” Jimin answers, throwing him a smile. Yoongi goes on to make two cups of the same. When he’s finished he sees that Jimin is finally pouring the mix onto the waffle maker. He considers keeping his distance but the clinginess wins over, so he shuffles closer and presses himself up against the younger’s back. He wraps his arms around his tiny waist and nuzzles the pink hair at his nape. The younger only giggles in response.
Soon Yoongi gets bored of not getting enough attention and his hands start roaming. At first he only rubs Jimin’s tummy, but then he slips his hand under the fabric and he’s inching up the toned chest. At the same time his lips start working against the sensitive skin right under the younger’s ear. He presses in closer, feeling the generous swell of Jimin’s bum, the dip at the bottom of his spine and then the plains of his back. He feels Jimin shudder under him a little in response.
However, the younger is soon pushing him away. Just gently and just a little, but still. “Can’t even make breakfast without you groping me.” He complains lightheartedly, dodging Yoongi’s ministrations.
“Is it still a breakfast if it’s almost noon?” Yoongi retorts, leaning back into his boyfriend’s space.
“That was not my point.” Jimin continues laughing and dodges Yoongi’s touch again. “Go prepare the table. I’m almost done.” He orders.
The elder moves away but not without a playful smack to the younger’s ass.
“Yoongi!” He scowls, but his eyes make it obvious that he’s smiling.
Yoongi complies in the end and goes on to set the table, putting down their teas and favourite waffle toppings. He also cuts up some leftover strawberries he found in the fridge and feeds one whole to his boyfriend, knowing how much he loves them. Jimin soon brings the waffles and they sit down, opposite of each other. Yoongi sets some music to play in the background and they just share a smile over the table before digging in, both pretty hungry after spending half a day in bed.
“These are so good, Jiminie. You’re the best.” Yoongi compliments, halfway through the breakfast.
“Thank you, hyung.” Jimin smiles and his cheeks redden a little bit. Yoongi thinks he’ll never get over how easily his baby reacts to any form of compliment.
They continue eating in comfortable silence, but a thought pops up in Yoongi’s mind and he snorts quietly.
“What was that for?” Jimin asks, always curious.
“Just thought of something horribly cheesy.”
“But you normally are horribly cheesy.” The younger retorts, making Yoongi blush instead.
So Yoongi does what he had in mind and cuts a piece of his waffle and holds it up for Jimin to eat. The younger stops, taking a second to process the situation and then suddenly bursts out laughing, his whole body bending over the table in the process.
“Don’t laugh at my attempts to be romantic.” Yoongi pouts, bringing the fork back and eating the piece himself, hanging his head low.
Jimin soon comes to his senses and smiles at the elder. “Sorry, hyungie. Try again?” He asks gently.
Yoongi grumbles a little but in the end holds up another piece which Jimin eats happily. “Thanks, Yoonie.” He beams and holds one up for Yoongi instead. They feed each other the rest of their portions, sending each other gentle smiles and thank you’s. And maybe Jimin smears a bit of cream on Yoongi’s nose accidently. And maybe Yoongi smears some at his cheek in revenge.
That leads to them messing each other up a bit and then Jimin gets up and walks around the table before settling in Yoongi’s lap. “Let me get that for you.” He giggles and kisses Yoongi’s nose, getting a bit of the cream off. Yoongi scrunches up his whole face but kisses Jimin back anyway. They try to get off as much of the sweet substance as possible. Laughing the whole time at how ridiculous they are being.
“Okay I give up. Let’s wash this mess off, angel.” Yoongi stops them when Jimin attempts to lick a fat stripe up his cheek. “Up you go.” He lifts the younger up by his hips and stands up too, leading them both to the bathroom. They wash their faces, brush their teeth and comb their hair a bit while they’re there. They make funny faces at each other through the mirror and even though they feel stupid, they are overly enjoying it, finally having the chance to just spend time with the other, going through the whole day together without the pressure of other obligations.
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“Want some coffee, sweets?” Yoongi asks later when they are settled on their small couch. Each leaned against one of the arm rests, legs tangled together.
“Yes, please. Thanks, love.” Jimin mumbles, glasses sliding down his cute nose as he refuses to tear his eyes away from the book of he’s currently reading.
“And what do I get for it?” Yoongi pouts.
“My eternal love and affection?” Jimin asks jokingly and sends Yoongi a flying kiss as he gets up. Yoongi, being the cheesy whipped man he is, pretends to catch it and press it against his cheek. Jimin smiles and goes back to reading.
Yoongi prepares their cups and also attempts to place all the dishes from before into the dishwasher before the water is boiling. The thought of being responsible husband material crosses his mind and he quickly stores it away to the back of his mind, refusing to think about these serious things just yet.
Soon he’s coming back, steaming mug in each hand. “There you go.” He says quietly, sliding the cup over and closer to Jimin. The younger just hums his thanks, obviously involved in his book so Yoongi goes back to finish cleaning the kitchen for a bit before coming back.
He settles back against the couch a while later, pulling his bare legs up and pressing his cold feet against Jimin’s warm thighs.
“Stop touching me with your cold feet!” Jimin squeals, trying to move away.
“But you’re warm.” Yoongi pouts.
“You should have worn socks too!”
“But we’re staying in the whole day, I’m not putting on socks.”
“You’re horrible, hyung.” Jimin complains teasingly.
“But you love me anyway.” The elder smiles wide, gums showing, and presses his cold feet against his boyfriend again. Jimin just shakes his head and let’s Yoongi dig his feet in between his thigh and the cushions, warming them up a little. “Yeah, I do.” He agrees easily. Yoongi smiles as if he just won the biggest prize in the universe.
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An hour later, Yoongi is bored. He scrolled down every possible social media and Jimin is still reading and not at all paying attention to him. Horrible.
“What are you reading, angel?” He starts simple.
“That dragon fantasy thing I told you about earlier? I’m rereading it because I liked it so much.” Jimin beams.
“Want to read a bit for me?” Yoongi asks, not wanting to beg for attention straight away.
“Like out loud?”
“Yeah… It sounded cool.” He mumbles, embarrassed a little bit by his request.
“Alright!” Jimin answers, immediately excited. “I’ll just start from the beginning again, so you understand everything.” He moves closer to Yoongi a worms himself between the elder’s legs, lying back against his chest. “Better.” He mumbles to himself, snuggling in close. Yoongi reaches over for a blanket and throws it over the both of them. “Perfect.” He hums, wrapping arms around his man and rests his head against his shoulder.
Jimin settles down and flips back to the first page, starting over but out loud this time. Yoongi didn’t think he’d ever enjoy being read to again, after his mother stopped reading him bedtime stories, but now he ends up kind of loving it. Jimin’s voice is soft and soothing, but not enough to make him sleepy. He just lies back and lets himself be pulled into a magical world, painted by his boyfriend’s lips.
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At first Yoongi thought he’d end up distracting Jimin soon, running his hands to hidden places, but he actually got pulled into the story. They switch the book back and forth whenever the other’s voice gets tired. They get almost halfway through the book before their bellies start growling in hunger.
“Oh, it’s almost eight.” Jimin informs after checking his phone “Guess we should make some dinner.”
“Or we could order pizza?” Yoongi suggests, pulling Jimin close, honestly just not wanting to stop reading because he’s curious about the plot development right now.
“Are we really that lazy?”
“Yes?”
“Fine, okay. I’ll just cook something healthier tomorrow.” Jimin agrees and dials the closest pizza place and orders their usual.
They continue reading until the bell disturbs them from their little reverie. Jimin gets up to get the door and Yoongi goes to the kitchen to get them plates and drinks.
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When their bellies are full, they put away the leftovers and dishes and Jimin starts whining about being tired.
“Really, love? It’s not that late.” Yoongi chuckles, when his boyfriend drapes himself over his back with a loud yawn.
“All that free time just wore me out.” The younger laughs but refuses to move.
“Alright, you big baby. Jump up, I’ll carry you.” Yoongi complies, defeated.
Jimin yips happily and holds onto Yoongi properly before jumping up. Yoongi grips him tight and walks towards their bedroom where he collapses onto the bed without warning, bringing Jimin’s body with him.
Jimin lets out a loud squeak just before he hits the soft mattress. They end up in a giggly mess of limbs. “Hyung, I could’ve died!” Jimin laughs out, still a bit shaken.
“Nah. Wouldn’t let you.” Yoongi replies with a soft smile, pulling him closer.
They just lie there for a while but soon Jimin sits up and gets of the bed. “Where do you think you’re going?” Yoongi asks, pouting sadly.
“Just gotta wash up and brush my teeth before I’m too tired to get up.” The younger replies and walks over, offering a hand to pull his boyfriend up. Yoongi complies and follows him towards the bathroom.
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Jimin throws his clothes off and jumps into the shower with Yoongi following him at slower pace. They fall into each other automatically, unable to keep their hands off of each other but not really trying to take it any further. They kiss for a while but Yoongi stops, warning Jimin about the water getting cold before they even get to actually washing up (totally not based on their previous experience) and the younger moves away with a overdramatic pout on his face.
Yoongi offers to wash his hair to make up for it and Jimin lets him, humming contently as Yoongi massages the shampoo into his soft hair, followed by his favourite strawberry conditioner. He does the same for the elder and they quickly wash their bodies just as the water starts running cold. Yoongi wraps his boyfriend up in a fluffy towel before fetching one for himself and drying them both.
They brush their teeth and clean their faces properly before putting on a lotion and falling into the bed, both too lazy to bother with finding sleepwear.
Jimin snuggles close to Yoongi who wraps his arm around him, running his palms down the soft warm plains of skin. Jimin starts shifting close and soon he moves on top of him, sraddling his hips.
“What ya doing, baby?” Yoongi murmurs, looking up.
“Want a goodnight kiss.” Jimin giggles, but grinds down his hips in a way less innocent manner.
“Weren’t you really tired a moment ago?” Yoongi teases, but puts his hands on his boyfriend’s waist anyway, encouraging him to move again.
“Maybe?” He answers but continues, letting out a soft sigh as soon as he finds the right angle.
“Ah, fine come here.” Yoongi reaches up, pulling the younger forward for a kiss. Jimin falls easily, pressing their chests together, arms on each side of Yoongi’s head and connects their lips in a simple peck. He pulls away immediately, teasing, but Yoongi’s having none of it and brings him back right away, kissing him deeper, pulling him closer. One of his arms wraps around Jimin’s waist and the other moves lower, until he grips the soft globe of the younger’s bum.
They keep moving against each other, the movements becoming more purposeful and stronger as they find the right angle that makes them both feel oh so good. Quiet grunts and sighs fill the silence of their apartment, their bodies feeling too warm to care, everything turning mushy and soft around the edges. When Jimin’s movements turn sloppy, Yoongi moves his fingers in between his ass cheeks and presses against his rim just a little bit, but the unexpected intrusion has Jimin whining out loud and releasing between their bodies, shaking a little in pleasure. Yoongi holds him through it, pressing kisses into his hair and whispering compliments.
When Jimin finally catches his breath he shifts just a little bit so he can wrap his hand around Yoongi’s shaft, and finds a rhythm easily. He presses soft kisses against his boyfriend’s collarbones and neck and soon Yoongi’s letting go, making a mess of Jimin’s hand and his own stomach without care.
“So pretty.” Jimin comments, pressing a kiss to Yoongi's soft cheek and then to his lips. He reaches over to the bedside table to get them wet wipes, refusing to get up again to wash properly. Yoongi comes to his senses just as Jimin throws the dirty wipes towards the trashcan (and misses terribly). He makes grabby hands, reaching out and whines until Jimin lies back down and covers them both with the blanket properly.
Yoongi shifts around, until Jimin lets him lie his head on his chest and snuggle into the warm skin.
He reaches for Jimin’s hand and when he gets a hold of it, he presses the younger’s palm against his hair.
Jimin giggles, understanding the request but refusing to let the elder get away with it easily. “Aw, you want me to pet your hair, hyungie?” He asks, teasing, but starts carding his fingers through the soft strands anyway.
“Mhm.” Yoongi grumbles and hides his face into the younger’s chest.
“You’re always so soft like this.” The younger continues, trying to sound teasing but only coming off as extremely fond.
“Like what?”
“Like after sex… or whenever else you’re happy and not worried about anything.” Jimin supplies.
Yoongi just hums in reply and they fall into comfortable silence, sleep slowly taking them.
“Jimin?” Yoongi asks suddenly, lifting his head to look at the younger.
“Yes?”
“Does the book have a happy end?” Yoongi asks, quiet, maybe a bit embarrassed.
“Are you really asking right now?”
“Yeah.”
“Do you really want me to spoil it for you?”
“Yes. I won’t be able to sleep otherwise.” Yoongi blushes at how invested he is.
“Okay, yeah it does.” Jimin laughs softly. “I’m really glad you liked it so much, hyung.” He adds.
“Thank fuck. I’d cry otherwise.” Yoongi answers, relieved and snuggles back in, tugging the blanket close around them. “Good night, sunshine.”
“Night, Yoonie.” Jimin responds and presses another kiss to Yoongi’s hair before drifting off to sleep.