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Taehyung and Jeongguk notice it completely by accident.
One night they are staying late, working tirelessly on their respective deadlines, Taehyung adding finishing touches to the designs he has to get done before the week ends, and Jeongguk finishing up the paper he has to submit in less than an hour.
Jimin is in their bedroom, reading some book as he refuses to go to bed without at least one of them next to him, but they know he’s sleepy and wrap up as quickly as possible, not wanting to keep each other up any longer.
Both Taehyung and Jeongguk exhale in relief as they finally snuggle into their warm, cozy bed. Jimin puts his book away on the nightstand, grumbling about it almost being two a.m., but Taehyung shushes him with a single kiss to his pouty lips, which is enough to make Jimin curl up and fall asleep now that they are both here.
Or so Taehyung and Jeongguk thought.
As they get comfortable under the multiple covers they have— before Jeongguk was always stealing the one comforter they shared and even though Taehyung runs hot , neither he nor Jimin wanted to sleep as bare as the day they were born with Jeongguk snuggled into the only duvet they had— a sound comes from somewhere in the bedroom.
At first, they don’t pay any attention to it, partially convinced their brains are making things up because of how tired and sleep-deprived they’ve been because of work and university lately.
Jeongguk curls up so that Jimin can rest his head on his shoulder, the only thought on his mind falling asleep under those warm, fluffy covers. Taehyung smiles at them draped over each other fondly, slightly bloodshot eyes filling with adoration as they take in his boyfriends’ faces. Jeongguk pouts his lips as he reaches for Taehyung so that the other would give him a goodnight kiss too before they both get their much-deserved sleep.
Taehyung indulges him, of couse he does. But just as he lifts the covers to finally lie down and get some rest with the comfort of the loves of his life next to him, that sound comes again when Jimin stirs and mumbles something that sounds suspiciously like “oh no, my noodles”.
That was Jimin’s voice, Taehyung’s startled mind supplies as he stares at him with a bewildered yet delighted expression on his face.
Taehyung’s so giddy he can’t help but shake Jeongguk back awake as gently as possible in fear of jostling Jimin and putting an end to this absolutely lovely revelation.
“What?” Jeongguk mumbles, his eyes squinting in the dimmed light of the room, sleepy and soft and confused.
Taehyung immediately shushes him and points to Jimin, who looks very much asleep. He knows better though, and he’s not about to let this slide.
“What’s wrong with your noodles, baby?”
Jimin frowns, his hair fluffy and sticking absolutely everywhere, and turns his face away from Jeongguk’s neck like he’s thinking .
A long moment passes with Taehyung and Jeongguk holding their breath before the answer finally comes in the form of a whiney whisper.
“They are soggy ,” he complains, scrunching his nose, and snuggles back into Jeongguk before adding, “shouldn’t have let Eomma take the bus home.”
Jeongguk and Taehyung look at each other over their boyfriend, trying so hard not to laugh and jolt Jimin up. They have been dating for three years , living together for one and a half, but only now do they find out that Jimin sleeptalks .
“Yeah, buses are dangerous and dirty,” Jeongguk hums, keeping his voice low and soft, playing into the conversation Jimin seems to be very invested in.
They struggle to keep down their mirth at the way Jimin hums in agreement.
“Of course… But then the waiter’s name would have been Yeongjae.”
Taehyung cracks up as Jeongguk clutches at his forearm and shakes from how hard he’s laughing. Thankfully, Jimin doesn’t stir, so when Jeongguk gets himself together, he presses further, wanting to hear more of the absolutely adorable gibberish Jimin seems to babble when he’s falling asleep.
“And where would he work, Jiminie?” he asks into Jimin’s soft hair, inhaling the coconut scent of his shampoo and smacking Taehyung when the other snorts at his antics.
“At the ballet studio, obviously,” Jimin huffs in his soft, sleepy voice like it’s the only truth he’s ever known.
Taehyung carefully brushes his hair out of his face and smiles fondly at the determined expression on Jimin’s face.
“But baby, what if the studio was closed?”
Jimin doesn’t answer for a long minute, and Taehyung and Jeongguk almost think they have lost him to sleep, but just as they are about to close their eyes, Jimin’s murmur comes again.
“If you were British, it’d be okay.”
Taehyung’s cheeks hurt from how hard he’s trying not to laugh out loud, and he clutches an oblivious Jimin to his chest, shaking his head. “You’re lucky I love you, otherwise I would have recorded and posted this literally everywhere.”
Jeongguk immediately stops giggling and lightly punches Taehyung in the shoulder with an indignant scoff.
“Oh, so you love him enough to keep something embarrassing he does to yourself, but when I get mobbed by a crowd of four graders trying to steal my Iron Man ice cream, you send the video to all of our friends!”
Taehyung is laughing so hard his whole body shakes, and Jeongguk’s fighting off a reluctant smile. It’s nearing three in the morning, and all of this is so ridiculous, and his heart squeezes as Jimin huffs and rolls away from Taehyung who just can’t stop laughing, finally awake.
“What is going on?” Jimin asks, annoyed at being woken up from his sleep. Taehyung only shakes his head as he clutches at his stomach, Jeongguk watching him with a smile before turning to Jimin.
His confused, grumpy face is so adorable, and coupled with the nonsense he was just mumbling, they’ve never been more in love with him.
Taehyung finally calms down and pulls Jimin into his arms, kissing all over his face as Jimin squeaks but doesn’t really try to fight back. He could never resist them, even if it’s the middle of the night and they are giddy over something he’s too tired and sleepy to care about.
“‘was sleeping,” Jimin mumbles, hiding his face in the pillow and grabbing at Jeongguk to slide closer so that both of his boyfriends would envelop him again.
“Obviously,” Jeongguk snorts with a mirthful grin, a hand slipping around Jimin’s waist, pressing his chest to the other’s back.
Chuckling, Taehyung flickers Jeongguk’s chin and presses a firm kiss to his lips before turning his attention back to Jimin who’s settled down on his chest.
“Go back to sleep, baby. We won’t disturb you again.”
“You better not,” Jimin warns very menacingly before kissing Taehyung’s neck and Jeongguk’s shoulder. “Love you.”
“Love you more.”
They settle under the covers again, and Taehyung still has a silly smile on his face as he kisses Jimin’s forehead and brushes his fingers through Jeongguk’s soft curls.
“Even more than waiter Yeongjae,” Jeongguk adds quietly once they are sure Jimin’s asleep. Taehyung holds back his snort and kisses Jeongguk’s hand instead.
“Even more than the soggy noodles,” he murmurs, curling protectively around Jimin, and his heart sings at how lovingly Jeongguk smiles at him.
Yeah, they can never let Jimin know.