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It had been tricky to score any extra days off after their vacation to the mountains, but they had managed to wriggle in a couple with enough pleading. (The power of seven omegas acting in unity was almost always meant a win for them.)
Yoongi had continuously insisted that if they were doing anything, it was going to be napping at home for his birthday. The fact that he had been so pushy on the matter told them all they needed to know.
Sometimes their love still struggled with vocalizing his needs, and instead found another way to express it. Whether this be through flopping himself over anyone who happened to be lounging whenever he needed physical contact; or through bringing something up again and again to express his interest in whatever the thing happened to be. Sometimes he simply couldn't find the words and allowed his mates to drag him along to whatever activity they were engaged in. It had become normal for them to read his body language and listen for any repeated topics. In this case, the desire to catch up on rest and have a quality cuddlefest.
The evening before their days off found them preparing the den for a couple days of thorough use. They prepared snacks and stuck water bottles in the mini-fridge. They fluffed the pillows and cleaned the blankets. They made sure the fairy lights were working and that tea candles were ready for use if they favored them over any electrical lighting.
Then of course, all of them snuck in their gifts and tucked them into various hiding spots. It was a silent agreement that they wouldn't be leaving the room, unless for a bathroom break, while Yoongi indulged in his desired nesting.
Their intensive preparations had been rewarded by loud Yoongi purrs that had all of their scents blooming in delight. That action alone showcased his level of contentment more than any words could.
Each of them had a unique sound when it came to their instinctive omegan sounds. Every chirp, trill, purr, and squeak came out different for everyone. Yoongi's purr had long since become their favorite. It was deep and rumbly, making his chest feel as though it were vibrating if they were to rest their heads there. The only comparison they could draw to the sound was to that of a panther. There was hardly a difference if you took videos of both and compared them.
So to be given such a thorough dose of their favorite purr was heaven for the pack.
(Yoongi, of course, knew that they coveted his contented sound and did his best to coax it out whenever possible.)
Once they had finished preparation, they had allowed Yoongi to run a final inspection and then settle so that they all could curl up for the night.
"No one sets any alarms," Yoongi had grumbled once they had entered alongside him. "And if you wake up early, go back to sleep."
They laughed and agreed to their mate's terms.
That evening saw them all trailing off to sleep to the sound of their love's loud purring.
By the time any of them well and truly awakened the next day, it was well into morning and nearing noon. It was a huge reprieve for all of them seeing as they only managed to snag a few hours of sleep a night on a work week. Sleeping in was a precious commodity when you were a working idol. Whenever they had a chance to ignore alarms and any sense of schedule, they did so.
It was the kind of sweet indulgence that they all craved.
By the time any of them was coherent enough to be considered awake, it was around two in the afternoon. It was the longest they had gotten to sleep in since their vacation to the cabin in the mountains.
Yoongi was the last to awaken - as the rest of them had anticipated might be the case. He stretched out and blinked heavy at the ceiling. "Wha' time'sit?" He slurred.
Jimin pressed a kiss to his cheek. "2:30-ish now. We slept in, as ordered."
"Fuckin' outstanding," he rumbled, content.
Seokjin slipped from the nest and came back with a cold brew from the fridge. "Here, Yoongichi. Coffee."
"Hmm." The delighted sound fell free without his consent.
His mate laughed a squeaky giggle and kissed his forehead. "Sleep rumpled Yoongi is my favorite. You're so cute."
"Best cat confirmed," Namjoon teased. "10/10 would love forever."
"Ahhh he blushed," Hoseok crooned in utter delight. "You're such a cutie patootie."
"M'not," Yoongi tried to argue. But the pleased upward curl of his lips and blooming scent of hot chocolate in the air spoke volumes.
The pack was divided on what kind of morning drink they craved - Seokjin leaned towards ice cold water or some kind of fruit juice, Yoongi craved the darkest and blackest coffee there was to offer, Hoseok liked his frappuccinos and lattes, Namjoon favored tea and coffee, Jimin would accept just about anything, Taehyung favored tea over anything else, and Jungkook was helplessly devoted to banana milk - but all of them (bar Yoongi) could agree that hot chocolate was their favorite above all. It was a delightful side effect of being in love with someone whose scent was reflected in a treat they could indulge in.
(Jungkook had even once asked with a devilish smile if one could compare drinking hot chocolate to eating Yoongi. That had earned him several scandalized squawks and a pillow to the face while Yoongi had flushed bright red.)
Though as a secondary and unintentional side effect, Yoongi's scent also served as a way for them to feel awake in the morning. It was always mellow and warm in the mornings, radiating out of their mate without much finesse. To which, Yoongi had muttered that he didn't care to try and contain his scent before he had access to his morning coffee.
In this circumstance, his unfiltered scent was delightful in all the best of ways.
Jungkook let out a happy sigh as he rolled closer to the center of the nest. "Wanna huff the smell of this pack in every life I am to live," he mumbled, still half asleep. "Lemme be sniff king in every lifetime and that will be a life worth living every time."
Namjoon buried his face in the youngest's neck in response. "You're such a drunk when it comes to us."
"Best kind of buzz that money can't ever hope to buy."
Yoongi snorted. "You're such a mushy pile of affection, Koo. What will we ever do with you?"
"Hmmm, love me forever I guess," Jungkook hummed.
Jimin laughed from the other side of the nest. "He drives a hard bargain, loves. I think we're outmatched."
Taehyung reached over to pinch Jungkook's cheek. "Cheeky lil thing."
The next hour or so was spent in a mutual relaxed daze. Hoseok and Jungkook had begun playing a game of chopsticks with Namjoon, their giggles filling the air. Jimin had happily slumped himself across half of his mates and had begun playing with Yoongi's hair in an absentminded gesture. Seokjin and Taehyung were murmuring about random side quests in the Legend of Zelda game they were playing. Yoongi was slumped down, relaxed and happy, in their midst. His scent was light and clear, saturating the entire nest by that point. It was the perfect picture of mated bliss.
Eventually they convinced their birthday boy to let them give him their presents. All of which were received with a cute gummy smile and a kiss of thanks.
When evening rolled around, they smothered Yoongi in all the love and affection he could have ever asked for and had a feast of their favorite dishes.
And when they got around to asking Yoongi if he had had a good birthday?
He grinned and said: "Yes. I love you all beyond any measure of words."
(Jimin, Jungkook, and Hoseok had absolutely NOT teared up over the declaration.)