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You should have known sharing a bed with Yoongi wouldn’t allow you to catch any sleep at all. But none of the boys had wanted to let you walk home in the dark at 2am in the morning and since Yoongi had acted all scandalized by Taehyung’s proposal of letting you sleep with him, you ended up in Yoongi’s bed. Granted, he had planned on sleeping on the couch but you refused to occupy his bed when clearly two adults would fit comfortably in it.
Getting ready for bed had been incredibly awkward. Since you hadn’t planned on staying over, Yoongi burrowed you some sweatpants and a shirt after teasing you with the idea of sleeping in your underwear.
‘‘In your dreams Min Yoongi’‘, you had replied trying to keep your cool while you could feel yourself blush.
Wiping away the make-up of the day, you waited on Yoongi to tell you how to proceed further, too shy to hop into bed on your own.
‘‘What you’re waiting for, doll?’‘
He moved you gently with his hands on your hips for him to be able to reach the bed.
‘‘You’re taking this side.’‘, he said and patted the empty side right next to him.
Still silent you dived under the covers trying to calm your racing heart.
This is just Yoongi. Just Yoongi.
You felt the mattress move under you as he tried to find a comfortable position.
‘‘Do you mind if I...read a little before going to sleep?’‘
His voice was quiet and low, fueling the vibe of intimacy between you two.
‘‘No of course not.’‘, you whispered back and smiled, wondering how he could act so unbothered by you in his bed.
He smiled for a second and then grabbed a book- dimming the light.
Taking a deep breath you shut your eyes willing your body into relaxation.
Listening to his steady breathing.
Listening to turning pages.
Listening to the quiet rustle of bedsheets.
Falling asleep.
You must have moved in your sleep because the night time you opened your eyes you found yourself snuggled up against the still reading Yoongi.
Your head on his chest, one of your hands on his stomach and your legs tangled with his.
‘‘Y/N, wake up. Hey!’‘, his voice was soft and so were his hands shaking you gently.
‘‘Huh?’‘, you yawned, making him grin slightly.
‘‘Why do you tangle your legs with mine? It hurts my junk.’‘
It hurts his junk??
‘‘Wha-’‘
You starred at him in disbelieve before scrambling off his body:
‘‘Oh my god I’m so sorry I-’‘
You noticed yourself staring at his junk, your face heating up.
‘‘Sorry.’‘
You tried to dodge his eyes, therefore not seeing the grin on his face at your embarrassment.
You settled back onto your side, praying you wouldn’t move again.
The more you thought about his comment, the funnier it got.
With a sigh the whole tension left your body.
‘‘Did you really say that out loud?’‘, you giggled rolling on to your back and looking at the man next to you.
Yoongi only raised an eyebrow, looking at you funnily when you started to laugh quietly.
‘‘Now I understand why Jungkook doesn’t even try sleeping in your bed. You’re not cuddle material.’‘
‘‘Yah, Y/N! I’m a man, I’m sure you wouldn’t like having your junk murdered by a knee either.’‘
‘‘Taehyung doesn’t seem to mind.’‘
‘‘What?’‘
Yoongi starred at you before he yanked you towards him, wrapping his arms around you and pulling your body on top of his.
‘‘Please keep your knee away from my jewels, okay?’‘
‘‘Your jewels?’‘, you said still giggling even though you were in shock by the sudden body contact.
‘‘They’re precious so shut up and go to sleep.’‘
You tried to muffle your giggling by pressing your face into his chest, feeling Yoongi placing one of his hands in your hair, gently pulling at the strands.
‘‘You’re such a pain in the ass.’‘
‘‘Pain in the junk, you mean.’‘
‘‘Fucking hell.’‘
Yoongi’s sigh came from the deepest depths of his soul, but the smile on his face proved his rude words wrong.