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the urge to get your laptop is strong now. the only thing stronger is seungcheol’s arms around you, keeping you in bed. somehow, you think he knows you too well despite the fact he’s been asleep for an hour and has no way of knowing that you’re—
“write it down and look it up tomorrow,” he mumbles, curling his arms tighter around you. “you’re not getting back up.”
okay. maybe this man does know you too well considering he’s awake enough to know exactly what’s going through your head. “but cheollie—”
he’s not fooled by your pouting. “you can research tomorrow,” he tugs you closer. “we’re cuddling tonight.”
okay. fine. you do grab your phone and jot everything you need to know down in your notes app. then you turn over after he loosens his grasp on you enough for you to do so. “happy?”
he smiles at you, snuggling into your arms. “very. i love your big brain,” he presses a chaste kiss against your neck. “but one of us has to keep our sleep schedules from getting messed up again.”
and it has to be him. you’d get carried away with another thing to research thoroughly otherwise. “yeah, yeah… thank you, cheollie.”
“tell me about it in the morning.” and he means it as a promise to listen. seungcheol could listen to you talk about different cereal brands if it meant he could see the way your eyes light up when you get passionate. you love the way he doesn’t stop you unless he has to. your passions are safe with him, another little thing he can use to dig himself deeper in love with you.
so you just kiss the crown of his head. “i will. thank you, cheollie.”
and he just chuckles, squeezing you once. “i love you, too.”
Is it me or does Yoongi chest look bigger in that shirt? 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍❤❤❤❤
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