After choosing to drink water we’re sitting at the table laughing having a good time.

“A glass of wine?” He asks me wriggling his eyebrows. Giggling he grabs a couple of glasses setting them down. Disappearing for a few moments I’m left to smile to myself to think.

“Here you are my love.” He says pouring me a glass. “And then me.”

Watching him doing this I chuckle. “Don’t you have a schedule?”
He looks at me surprised. “No, that’s the day after.”

I smile at him. “Well in that case come sit over here.” I tell him walking over to the couch.

He chuckles following me.

~A couple empty bottles later~

“Yoseobie” I murmur into his ear.

I can feel his hands trailing on my skin. “Soonie,” turning his head he captures my lips, quickly our night becomes more heated more urgent.

Clothes are flying, happens…

~Next Morning~

Feeling Yoseob’s arms and hands wrapped around my bare skin sends a shiver down my spine, smiling at his face I grin at how his hair is completely messed up, his bed head isn’t normally THAT bad. Smiling for a little images flash through my mind, a slide show of our relationship, most of it at least. I remember him inviting me to practice all the time, when he has a schedule and when I didn’t I’d tag along with him keeping him company, careful not to be too noticed until mine and Sohyun’s debut.

I quickly realize, I shouldn’t feel my bed on my , nor should my back be quite this bare. Taking a quick look around noticing all the extra ‘decoration’ done to my room, specifically our clothes.

Quickly slipping out of Yoseob’s arms I grab the closest item of clothing, his shirt.

Slipping it over my body I hear a chuckle. “Making breakfast?”

I look at Yoseob, he looks around the room with a yawn wiping the sleep from his eyes, it quickly leaves and shock is now the prominent emotion shown.

Biting my lip I stare at him. “I think we did more than JUST have dinner.” I whisper.

He nods his head, looking around he spots what he’s looking for, his boxers.

Giggling I walk over to them tossing it at him.

“Thank-you.” He mumbles getting them on. “Are you ok?”

“Sore.” I admit blushing at the thought of what could have happened last night. “It was our first right?” I ask him.

He nods his head. “We both wanted to wait for a while. Obviously alcohol doesn’t care.” He jokes lightly pulling me closer while he’s still sitting.

Smiling down at him I kiss his lips gently. “Do you remember?”

“Not at all.”

I chuckle. “I’m used to it.”

He lays his head against my chest. “I’m surprised I’m still alive.”

“Me too. I guess Junnie-Oppa really  doesn't know all.” I squeak feeling his warm cheek against me. “I’ll go make breakfast.” I say grabbing a few articles of clothing from a drawer and slipping them on stealthily.

His smile only grows. “I hope I’ll remember later.” He says winking.

I smile softly. “Me too.”

Getting up he gathers our ‘decorations’ putting them in the hamper before following me out.

Making quick work while he watches me from the table make eggs, pancakes, and bacon happily flipping them.

“Here,” He says putting some plates near the stove as the first batch of pancakes finish. “You always to forget to grab them.” He says kissing my head.

I smiling I giggle. “You know when I woke up I remembered a lot.”

He looked at me. “Really?!?” He asks excited jumping up and down only in his boxers.

I nod my head. “We’re together a lot.”

Yoseob chuckles. “We like being together, besides.” He says walking over. “It isn’t a bad thing.” He mumbles hugging me from behind.

Sorry for the HINT of IT. (:

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