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8:29 AM - Yoongi

(A/N: Part of my ITS series! for the anon requesting ITS domestic, acts of service centered Yoongi. Hope you like it, sorry for the long wait! Feedback is appreciated!)

Yoongi didn't know how much he wanted to be married until he met you.

It was your fault- he was really good at being single before you and now he couldn't sleep if you weren't next to him, couldn't cook less than two portions of food because he had to make sure you ate too, obviously. Part of it was because of how fun you were for him to observe, like the way you fumbled around the apartment sometimes looking for random shit you were constantly losing. He liked the adoring grin you had on your face when he found it for you, liked when you cooed at him in thanks, calling him your knight in shining armor.

He also liked watching you get ready, fascinated by the way you took such care to do your makeup and liked it extra when you let him dry your hair for you. He especially liked watching you with Holly, the sweet smiles and pretty little words you had for the tiny dog made something carnal in him wonder if you'd want a baby with him anytime soon.

Normally, he was good with his words- the entire world knew that.

He knew exactly what to say in almost every situation, knew how to disarm someone completely and dismantle any argument against him. There were few scenarios in which he found himself completely at a loss- but you were one of them.

You hit him like a truck, knocking the wind out of him and leaving him breathless. He couldn't wrap his mind around the way you made him feel, he couldn't even begin to describe it. He tried telling you about it, tried putting it into words but nothing was ever enough.

It was driving him a little nutty actually, keeping him up at night.

He thought being alone was boring now, he hated not having you next to him, whispering snide comments about how annoying everyone else was besides you and him. He wanted to do all that domestic shit with you- go grocery shopping and walk Holly together and pick out furniture together. He wanted to make long term plans and argue about who did the dishes after dinner.

Even now, on vacation with all million activities to do but all he wanted to do was what he currently was doing- which was laying between your legs, sprawled out on a hammock with his head on your chest. You ran your fingers through his hair absentmindedly, eyes trained on the book in Yoongi's hand as he held it up for the two of you to read in silence.

He liked the way your thighs squeezed him gently, silently informing him that you had reached the bottom of the page and were ready for him to turn to the next. He could do this for the rest of his life, being beside you like this.

"Are you hungry yet?" You mumbled, breaking the silence.

"No- are you?" He asked, craning his neck up to look at you. He dog-eared the page the two of you had just finished and set the book off to the side, landing with a soft noise in the grass below you.

"I could go for a snack in a little bit," You grinned, stretching slightly beneath him.

Yoongi shifted so that the two of you were side by side, his hand coming up to cradle your cheek. It was warm to the touch and flushed pink under the sun, your eyes shaded by a pair of sunglasses. He liked the vacation version of you- completely makeup free and relaxed, dressed in light linen fabrics that grazed the contours of your body and gave him easy access to you without any of the zippers and buttons and complications of Real World Clothes. He pushed your sunglasses up to the top of your head, wanting to see your pretty eyes peering down at him curiously before fluttering closed, pressing your lips to his lazily.

You touched his side lightly, feeling him smirk into the kiss as his lips brushed yours delicately. He kept his mouth against yours just long enough for you to feel his breath before pulling away, repeating the process as you felt desperation rise in your body, pulling him closer towards you as you deepened the kiss.

Kissing Yoongi was never a matter of fighting for dominance but pushing it towards each other in a show of true devotion to each other- it didn't matter which one of you was controlling the moment, just as long as you kept close. You touched your tongue to his lips lightly, swiping across his bottom lip until he widened his mouth slightly, chasing the wet muscle with his own tongue.

You giggled, pulling away from his embrace, "Vacation Yoongi is very touchy."

"Vacation Yoongi wants to fuck like, all the time," He quipped in response, pushing his hips up against yours.

"Someone could see us!" You whispered, peeking over the edge of the hammock's fabric. No one was anywhere near the two of you in your place on the lawn, thankfully, but you were still nervous about PDA in front of the boys as if they would magically appear.

"We're just kissing, they'll get over it." He grumbled, "Let's pretend we're on our honeymoon and that everyone else isn't here."

"Well, if no one else is here, who's gonna get me a snack?" You pouted, tilting your head to the side.

He looked around blankly, a comically confused look on his face, "Me?"

"Sounds good," You nodded solemnly. "No but really- we should go somewhere like this for our honeymoon. Or maybe somewhere tropical- what about Bali? Have you ever been to Bali?"

"We can go wherever you want, Jagi," He mumbled, kissing you again. You melted into his touch, imagining for a moment that you really were on your honeymoon.

You wanted to be married to Yoongi. Someday- when you both were ready for it. You wanted to support him, to make him feel as loved as he made you feel. It was a tall order but it was one you were prepared for.

You tried to convey it in a kiss, touching his cheek lightly and holding him close. You pushed your hand up under the hem of his shirt, flattening your palm on the smooth expanse of his torso, fingers pressing into the dips between muscles. You were about to move further, get bolder until-

"Yah!" a voice screamed, making you jump apart from your boyfriend. The force of your reaction made the entire hammock shake, Yoongi zipping a hand up to anchor the two of you to the ground and narrowly avoid falling out of the structure that was definitely only meant for one person. "Stop being cute! It's gross!"

You recognized Jin's voice- you'd recognize that particular yell anywhere. Yoongi shoved his middle finger in the air, not bothering to look away from you. You squirmed, covering your face in your hands in embarrassment.

"I can't wait until we're actually on our honeymoon," You mumbled, voice muffled behind your hands.

Yoongi sighed and nodded, hugging you close and patting you on the head reassuringly. "Let's go get you a snack until then, yeah?"

"Yeah," You echoed, nodding softly, letting him help you out of the hammock.

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