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Birds chirping, a few first sun rays filtering through the windows, sleep is still upon them as a warm blanket and a layer of drowsiness. Eyes not yet ready to be open and brains to be awakened, two bodies shuffle infinitely closer until no one could say where the one started and the other ended.
Hand dropped over the smaller body, arm slung around and pulled the beloved closer while legs tangled, crossed, bumped into each other.
Warmth rolls off of the body and into the bed, warming them up effectively. Soft breathing against his neck, air tickling his slightly heated skin, goosebumps slowly creeping up all over. It's comfortable like this. Having the one he loves softly tucked against his chest, their breath evenly and steady.
Yunho loves it.
His eyes are still closed when he decides to shuffle just a bit closer, a kiss placed onto his beloved's hair. Subconsciously he inhales and is softly hit by the smell of strawberries and vanilla - his lover's favorite shampoo scents. Smiling softly he gives a kiss to the crown once more before settling into softly rubbing their head. His fingers trailing soft and careful circles on their back.
And he's content like this, doesn't mind waking up slightly earlier if he got to experience such a lazy wonderful Saturday morning without any kind of duties disrupting their peace. Especially not when the one Yunho adored so much looked so beautiful sleeping in his arms, faces pressed into the crock of his neck, warm breath fanning over him.
Yunho loves Yeosang. Above all, he treasures their free weekends where he could finally recharge his batteries and be all around his partner for as long as he wants - and needs. Yeosang usually loved to indulge him. Not that they could say much against it at the current moment but Yunho agreed with himself that Yeosang wouldn't mind, or usually doesn't. Yeosang loved being doted on more than he would ever admit though, and Yunho loves to see the sweet blush on their face.
For quite some time he lies there with his arms full - and his heart as well. Beating in a steady rhythm in his chest. A beat only for Yeosang. Yunho loves watching them sleep so soundless and peaceful, face absolutely relaxed, trusting.
He enjoys the feeling of Yeosang subconsciously rubbing themselves against Yunho more, their nose brushing over his pulse point, quickening it even more.
They do seem to wake up at some point. Groaning into Yunho’s chest when sleep seems to slowly fade out. He feels eyelashes fluttering against his skin. Breathing out with a content feeling, he wishes to stay like this for just a tad longer. The warmth is too comfortable to be left this soon. But when Yeosang nuzzled more and more into him, Yunho couldn’t hold in the fond chuckle leaving his mouth.
“Stop.” His beloved whines, their voice deep from the sleep, raspy and it tickles Yunho’s mind in all the right ways.
“But you’re so cute.” Yunho mumbles into Yeosang’s hair, still feeling slightly drunk on strawberries and vanilla.
“I’m sleepy, not cute.”
“The one does not exclude the other, petal.” His fingers are still drawing circles onto their back and Yunho feels Yeosang melt under his touch.
Fingers find their way into his pyjama top, slowly making their way around him, one slipping beneath the fabric while the other hand falls over his side, palm barely touching anymore. Yeosang breathed into his neck once more before they tried to pull away- thought Yunho didn’t let them, pulled them back in.
“Yun- we have to get up.” Yeosang cutely whines and Yunho’s heart soars, eyes slipping close once more.
“Who said that?”
“I did!” The younger one huffs out.
“What do you want to do then? Getting up so early on a saturday morning.” Yunho asks them with a light teasing tone.
“I-”
Yeosang begins but doesn’t end their sentence. Silence falls upon them where Yunho takes the quietness to enjoy the warmth a bit more, to snuggle up to his beloved more and recharge as long as they allow him to. Yeosang’s feet began to twitch where they had started to get entangled with each other.
“I don’t have anywhere to go.”
“Then stay with me here.”
Yunho purrs when Yeosang rubs their head underneath his chin. It tickles but in a way he loves it.
“Okay but only for a bit longer.”
“Whatever you want, petal.”
Yunho moves around until he can press a soft kiss against their forehead. Yeosang cranes their head up and meets him halfway.
Like this they stay for many more minutes and many more sun rays, letting the birds outside chirp their little concerts while nothing in the world could potentially penetrate their little safe bubble - just them warm and comfortable with each other.
And maybe Yunho falls asleep again only to get scolded later by Yeosang who had been caged into a strong grip. Even in his sleep Yunho wasn’t ready to let them slip away. It just didn’t feel the same without his beloved petal. He had collected them into a hug and slowly penguin walked with them into their small but comfy kitchen, peppering kisses all over their neck to make it up. To have a sweet breakfast with the love of his life. To have an overall lazy and comfortable Saturday with Yeosang, maybe they would watch movies later, fall asleep once more when their presences had lulled them into sleepless dreams.
For now he enjoyed Yeosang in his embrace for a while more.
Five more minutes should be allowed with his beloved in his arms.