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Jin
It was a chilly morning and far too early to be awake. You groaned, pressing yourself against Jin. You brought one arm over him while squeezing the other underneath him. The warmth from his body immediately enveloped you despite the slightly uncomfortable position knowing the arm you had pressed under him would lose feeling in no time. You smiled regardless, your face pressed against the silky material of his pajamas. Jin woke up a few minutes later feeling the soft vibrations of your light snores against him and a hard lump lodged under his side. He looked down with one eye open, the sight of your fingers sticking out from beneath him. He groaned, too tired to gripe about it. Instead, he mustered up what awareness he could to lay on his back, peeling your arms from him. The sudden cold woke you from your comfortable sleep.
“No,” you whined. Jin chuckled through his tiredness. He pulled you to lay on his chest, bringing the covers up to your neck. You felt him search the bed for something, soon after feeling the soft, plushness of RJ pushed between yourself and Jin. He wrapped one arm around your back and used the other to pat your hair, cuddling you back to sleep in his warmth.
Yoongi
The last thing you saw before washing up was Yoongi curled up on his phone, the covers yet to be pulled over him. Not much time passed since you went into the bathroom, coming out to a dimly lit room and a sleeping boyfriend. You pouted, hoping he would cuddle you before falling asleep, but after the long day he had, it was no surprise that he was out. Only the top of his hair could be seen from under the blanket, catching a glimpse of his sleeping face when you pulled the comforter back to get under it.
He groaned as the mattress shifted, taking a deep breath in while you settled into bed, “the light,” he croaked. You sighed, slapping your hands against the mattress.
“Fine, only because you’re so tired.” You partially joked, he mumbled in response. You shuffled quickly to turn the light off, laying under the covers once more with a sigh of relief.
Yoongi frowned in his tired state, eyes closed, wondering why it was taking you so long to get comfortable. Before he could open one eye to see what was going on, he felt you close to his chest, your nose pressed close to his throat.
“What are you doing?” He sounded irritated, not wanting to admit that your closeness felt nice. You smirked, ready for sleep, “you owe me for making me get out of bed.”
His silence was enough, at least he wasn’t complaining but you knew he didn’t mind. His hands were pressed under his cheek. You smiled as he nuzzled his face closer to you, taking a soft whiff of your clean hair before falling back to sleep.
Namjoon
He was always a sound sleeper, once his head hit the pillow, he was out. You enjoyed it, the way he moved on his side with his hands secured underneath his pillow, albeit a little bit jealous at times. It was nearly time for you to get up and start getting ready for work, the sun yet to rise. Waking up before your alarm allowed you the luxury to enjoy the sleeping sounds of your boyfriend. His light-colored hair was sticking up, making you giggle as you instinctively moved your hand to run it through his short locks.
“Mmm,” he stirred, a frog caught in his throat.
You chuckled softly, running your hand down the side of his face. He took a deep breath in, pulling his arms out and reaching for you. Namjoon pulled you into him, his bare skin soft against you.
He hugged you, massaging slow circles on your back while you rubbed the tip of his ear, a pleased smile stretching across your lips. It was all too tempting to fall asleep with him, but after a short cuddle, he finally freed you, giving you a few kisses.
“Sleep well,” you whispered to him, kissing his cheek before leaving the bedroom.
Hoseok
When you started sharing a bed with Hoseok, it didn’t take long for you to realize he loved to be touched to fall asleep. He told you when he was a child, his mom would pat his back or rub his head, and before he knew it, he’d wake to the morning sun after a full night’s rest.
It started with head pats, maybe a massage. It was endearing, hearing how quickly his deep breaths would fill the room. As the both of you became used to sleeping next to each other, rubbing his arms or massaging the tip of his ear became second nature. You could be reading with a book in one hand while the other was attached to Hoseok.
He moaned in his sleep under your touch as you ran your fingertips up and down his arm, your attention otherwise taken by the drama that was playing on the television. A particularly heart-stopping moment captured you, slowing your comforting touch on his arm.
He stirred beneath you, frowning as the deep sleep he was just about to fall under was suddenly broken. He opened his eyes, looking at the T.V. and then at you.
“Really?” He pouted.
You looked at him, your wide eyes still shocked by the dramatic scene before you, “is it too loud?”
“Massage me,” his tone mimicking that of a child’s. You were quick to laugh, cooing at him and teasing him. You kissed his cheek, moving closer to him and massaging his neck lightly. You waited for him to fall back asleep before playing the show once more. He looked so cute, you couldn’t help but watch him for a little bit before setting your attention back to the show.
Jimin
Your soft sing-song voice filled his ears as he peeled one eye opened. He searched your side of the bed only to find it empty, wondering where your voice was coming from.
“Right here,” you chuckled softly, touching his soft hair that was sticking straight up. He took a deep breath in, suddenly aware that you were sitting at the edge on his side of the bed.
“We need to leave in an hour,” you reminded him, massaging your thumb over his cheek as he stretched. He cleared his throat, his usual soft tone taken by the heavy sleep he was just in. Jimin wasn’t a morning person but the key to make it a little less torturous for him was to baby him. The thought made you laugh, babying a grown man, but he loved the attention and you certainly didn’t mind giving it to him.
He sat up, immediately leaning his head on your chest. You laughed, wrapping him in your arms and rubbing his back, “I have coffee ready for you, just wash up quickly.”
He nodded, moving his face to your neck, his eyes still closed. You leaned in, kissing his cheek and mumbling sweet words close to his ear, making him smile.
“Keep saying nice things,” he croaked, laughing slightly. You smoothed his hair down, enjoying the warmth of his skin. After a few minutes, he followed you out of bed and into the kitchen. He took the hot cup of coffee from you, wrapping an arm around you for a hug. It was too hard to deny his affections, resting your chin against his shoulder. He was so cuddly when he was tired.
“Thank you,” he said, his morning voice still present. He leaned down to kiss you, his small pecks making you giggle. Time was of the essence and you reminded him so, ushering him off to the bathroom after he finished his coffee.
Taehyung
You would think after 2 years of sharing a bed with him, you would be used to his koala like tendency of wrapping himself around you. It was no secret to anyone, Taehyung didn’t just love to cuddle, he needed it to fall asleep. He was subtle in the beginning, asking to hold your hand while sleeping, next it was hugging your arm. Before you knew it, you woke up in the middle of a hot summer’s night with the grown man who was your boyfriend, fully wrapped around you. It had its perks when it was cold, but most of the time, it was suffocating. You pouted, unable to fall into a deep sleep, Taehyung’s long arm laid over you along with his leg that sat uncomfortably on your hip.
“Mmm,” he groaned, feeling your hands pressed against his chest. You tried to move him but to no avail, his lean muscle was no match for you.
“I can’t sleep like this,” you argued, desperate for relief. In your fight against him, he started to laugh, his voice lined heavily with sleep.
“It’s not funny,” you pouted, trying not to give in to how cute and sleep he looked while laughing at you. He got a hold of your arms, pulling you close to him.
“This isn’t better.”
He looked at you with innocent eyes, “you know I can’t sleep any other way baby.”
“Let’s find a happy medium then, please?”
You laid on your back, getting comfortable under the blanket once more. He propped himself up on his elbow, waiting patiently as you did so, a smile of appreciation splayed on his lips as he watched you.
“Okay,” you pat the space next to you. He moved in, curling up at your side, quick to bring his leg over yours. It was a bit odd considering your height difference but far more pleasant. He leaned his face in close to you, pecking you on the cheek before snuggling into the pillow. Yeontan snorted, alerting you to look back at him. He sat nearby, waiting for you to signal him. You chuckled, rolling your eyes and moving in closer to Taehyung. Yeontan quickly curled himself up in the hollow of your back.
Jungkook
You gasped, poking your head up. A creaking sound pulling you from your thoughts, your wide-eyes searching the bedroom for the source of the sound. Everything was quiet, only you could hear the rapid beat of your heart.
“Jungkook,” you whispered, looking over at your boyfriend who was sleeping soundly. You shook him, keeping your arms and legs secured under the blanket, “Jungkook!” You called him more fiercely.
“Huh, what?” He woke in a panic, sitting up. He looked around through slitted eyes until he found you, the only part visible to him from underneath the blanket were your scared eyes.
“I’m scared,” you admitted, pulling the blanket up further. He laughed, letting out a long yawn.
“I told you not to watch the movie with me,” he chuckled, trying to pry the covers from your hands so he could see your face more clearly. You thought you were brave enough to handle a horror movie. Jungkook enjoyed watching them alone, so watching one with him should have been harmless.
You should have known when you started the movie with your eyes covered, it wouldn’t end well for you.
“Hold me please,” you plead shamelessly, drawing another laugh from him. He scrunched his nose at how cute you were, scared and all, obliging to your request. He hovered over you for a moment, kissing your nose and forehead before filling the space right next to you. His muscular arms felt safe around you, your face nuzzled into his chest. You looked up at him as he was ready to fall asleep, your attention alerting him to open his eyes once more.
“Yes?” He smiled, leaning down to kiss you before you could answer.
There wasn’t anything profound you wanted to say, just silently admiring how nurturing he was even if he found your fear just a little bit funny. You smiled back at him before nestling back into his chest, loving the feel of his strong and gentle hand grazing your back.