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One Morning 🎹
pairing: Min Yoongi x reader
word count: 884
genre:fluff, established relationship, comfort
warnings: none it’s all just fluffy
a/n: I wrote what I thought mornings with Yoongi would feel like, I hope you enjoy it!<3
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The first thing you feel is a weird tingling at the back of your neck. Then your hear the rustling of linen sheets. There’s an arm laying gently on your waist, stroking your stomach so softly you can barely feel it.
You grin contentedly and open your eyes slowly, sleep still weighting heavily on your eyelids.
A low raspy voice brings you back to where you are which is, your bedroom. Sleep just has an almost amnesic effect on you.
“Good Morning” You whine at that, not wanting to acknowledge the day just yet. Mornings with your lover are your favourite moments, peaceful and warm. Just like him.
You feel him chuckle lowly, nuzzling delicately at the back of your neck. Your heart swells, how much cuter could this man be? A terrifying thought, you’re not sure you could take much more.
“What if we stay here all day long?” You whisper, voice groggy. You hear your boyfriend chuckle yet again.
“Yeah? How are you gonna survive without food, or even worse, coffee?” He says, very much amused. You sigh loudly.
He’s got a point, damn Min Yoongi. Always annoyingly right.
You wiggle, leaning a bit more into his embrace, warm, so damn warm. Perfectly warm. You feel a peck on your clavicle and smile at the touch, feeling safe and cozy in this man’s arms. The most beautiful arms, the most beautiful man.
He slaps your ass before getting out of bed. You whine again, this time loudly.
“Nooooo” You cover your eyes with the sheets. Why, just why did you have to get up? The world was a scary place, your bed was safe.
“Come on my love, I’ll make you coffee” His voice was still hoarse from sleep, god was it sexy. You grumble and slowly got up, put on a white night gown and made your way to the kitchen, rubbing your eyes to try and will your sleepiness away.
When you get to the kitchen, you stare lovingly at the vision before you. Your boyfriend, making you both coffee, back turned to you, long black tousled hair caressing the back of his neck. His oversized white shirt making him seem even smaller than he actually is, black sweatpants hanging loosely on his hips.
You made your way towards him, wrapped your arms around his dainty waist and feel him lean into your embrace. You lay a soft kiss on his nape and smile tenderly.
“You’re too good to my moody ass, thank you” Your words coming out just shy of a whisper. He cranes his neck towards you and shoots you a dazzling gummy smile, making your heart skip a beat. You could never get used to it, even after all the time you’ve been together. His smile could cure illnesses, you’re sure of it. He pecks your lips swiftly and squeezes your hands still laying on his stomach.
“I could never be too good to you kitten” You blush bashfully. When you first met him you could’ve never imagined how romantic and fuzzy this man actually was. It had been an extremely pleasant surprise when you first saw that side of him.
He pours coffee into both your cups, serves it to you just like he knows you like it, in your favourite mug, the one he got you for Christmas when you both started dating. It says “Crabby ‘til I get my coffee” in an obnoxious font with a little crab next to it. Absolutely cheesy yet you never had coffee in anything else since he gifted it to you.
It was Sunday which meant you both had the day off and would absolutely stay at your shared apartment, in your own perfect bubble. Sundays were your favourite. You picked up a book you had just started reading and sat in your favourite chair, the one right next to the floor to ceiling windows. You could see the whole city from this spot, yet you your apartment was a cozy little private piece of heaven. You loved the contrast which is why you always read there. Something about feeling like it’s you and Yoongi against the world.
You read like this for an hour, lost in the story, the characters like old friends you rooted for. When you looked up from your book you noticed Yoongi, sat at the piano, playing a familiar tune. His fingers pressing softly, then a little more harshly on the keys. You observed him, his movements, his fingers dancing gracefully on the keys. You got up and decided to go sit on the bench next to him, hypnotized by what he was doing. The melody soft and inviting, warming up your insides.
He gazed at you and smiled coyly.
“What song is this? It sounds so familiar..”
“Just something I’m working on” he shifts his gaze to the piano once more. You lay a hand on his thigh softly.
“I could swear I heard it before” You state, a little confused.
He hums. “You didn’t” he says softly. “But it’s a good thing you feel like you recognize it.” You quirk a brow at this, not quite understanding what he means.
“Why?” You question.
He gazes back to you, a fond look in his eyes making you swoon.
“Cause it’s about you”
Congrats on 2k followers! For the sketch request,have you ever drawn silver? If not you can skip him and draw shadow if you like, because they are my favorite hedgehogs :]
How about both !