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I rolled over, expecting to snuggle up to my love, Joonie. Instead, though, I fell upon a cold spot. Confused and somewhat upset, I opened my eyes to see why, in pray's name, Namjoon wasn't in bed with me. I mean, it was a cold, winter morning. A day where you're supposed to stay in bed late and snuggle with your lover.
My eyes scanned the room for sight of the blond, but they only fell upon the clothes and trash that riddled the floor. I sighed. Maybe he just went to the bathroom... If so, then he'd be back in a few minutes.
However, he didn't return in a few minutes, and I was growing tired of not knowing where he was. So, instead of just sitting around, I got up, threw on a pair of pants and a shirt that were lying on the floor and went downstairs to look for him.
I found Namjoon in the kitchen at the stove and I smiled softly. Making breakfast... Stupid, stupid blond. He knows he doesn't have to cook breakfast.
I came up behind my blond lover, wrapped my arms around his waist and nuzzled his neck. I felt Namjoon tense up, then relax when he realized it was just me. "Hi, honey" I purred in his ear. "What'cha doin'?"
"I wanted to do something special for you" the blond explained, turning in my arms to look at me. "So I made you breakfast." He rested his hands on my shoulder, smiled at me and blushed. "You don't mind, do you, Y/Nie?"
I smiled back at Joonie. "No, I don't mind." I stole a kiss before he even noticed what I was doing. "Just be careful, 'kay, babe? We don't want an early-morning visit from the fire department." I smirked at Joon's embarrassment, then stole another quick kiss before pulling back and letting Namjoon continue cooking.
I went back to bed after I left Namjoon in the kitchen and I guess I dozed off, 'cause next thing I know, shrill sirens are screeching through the house. Sighing, I got up and stumbled down the stairs to the kitchen where the awful sound had originated from.
My eyes widened when I saw all the smoke coming from the kitchen and I swear, my heart skipped a beat out of fear. Namjoon was in that cloud of smoke! Namjoon was in that cloud of smoke! My Namjoon!
I stumbled blindly through the smoke towards where Namjoon had been when I left him, hoping, praying that he was there. When I bumped up against something soft and amiable, I instantly wrapped my arms around the squirming form and pulled it back against me. Then, before I realized where I was going, I was out the back door and on the deck with a blond form in my arms.
I spun Namjoon around and showered him with kisses. Oh, thank god he's okay... I don't know what I would've done if he'd been hurt... I think I might've died, gone on a killing spree or kicked some-
"Y/N! Too many kisses!" Namjoon whimpered, placing his hands on my chest and pushing me back. When I looked at him, he had a blush on his cheeks, his eyes were serious, but he was alive and smiling nonetheless. "What is your problem, dude?" He looked at me with those dark brown eyes and I pulled him into a tight hug.
"Don't ever do that again" I murmured as I nuzzled in his neck. "You had me so scared." I feel he relaxed and put his arms around my torso. "Okay" my blond breathed when he hugged me back.
I pulled back from Joon and looked at him, frowning. "I told you we didn't want an early-morning visit, didn't I?" I queried with an awfully-serious tone. Namjoon looked at me with bright, wide eyes and I sighed and hugged him again. How could I stay angry when he had such an innocent look like that. "Never mind, just try not to do it again."
Namjoon, obviously confused at my sudden change in moods, just nodded and I pulled back again. This time, though, I smiled at my little Joonie and suggested, "How about I cook breakfast next time?"