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Is that a buzzard? Jungkook groggily opened his eyes, oh wait, he realized in his sleepy state that it wasn't a large bird of prey but the sound of Taehyung's loud and obnoxious snoring. Hey, it was a step above the usual shrieking he'd wake up to. The maknae rolled to his side, pillow pressed firmly against his ears and groaned in agony. The agony of being the, beloved, but tortured, maknae.

Jungkook stilled for a while, wondering if he could fake being sick for the day, wondering when his phone's alarm will finally go off. Once it did the maknae threw the covers off and stretched. Time to start his least favorite part of the day; waking the hyungs up. Leisurely sweeping his eyes across the messy room (no doubt he'd be too tired from practice to clean) he landed on Jimin's sleeping figure.

Or more specifically what was on his person. A pair of earplugs stuck out between his ink black strands of hair.

'This hyung' the maknae thought bitterly with a twitch of his eye. As another loud burst of air escaped Taehyung's mouth, Jungkook walked over to Jimin and jabbed the hyung's stomach.

“Yah, hyung, wake up.”

Nothing. Pursing his lips, Jungkook pressed down harder. It used to work in the past but ever since Jimin got those stupid chocolate abs the maknae had to get creative in waking one of their deepest sleepers.

Unfortunately for Jimin though, it was waaaaaay too early in the morning for Jungkook to be getting creative. Grabbing a discarded pillow on the floor, no doubt kicked aside by Jimin judging from the awkward position of his body, the maknae assulted his hyung.

“Hyung. Hyung. Hyung. Hyung. Hyuuunng.” Jungkook repeated making sure to punctuate each 'hyung' with a hit of the blue pillow.

“Hmmm- gah! Kookie, what are you doing?!” Jimin exclaimed as he got a mouthful of pillow. Jungkook shrugged in response, hiding the pillow behind his back.

“Waking you up.”

Jimin rolled his eyes, griping about how much he hated the maknae's puberty phase. “He's lucky I even woke his lazy up,” Jungkook grumbled even though he knew he woke Jimin up a little more harshly than the rest. That was only because he was too nice though. Turning back to face his own bunkbed, the maknae stared at the top to see a rather large-sized bump moving under the blanket.

Jungkook once made the mistake of pouring water on Taehyung to wake him up; least to say, while the sight was hilarious, a wet lion is not a happy lion.

Carefully climbing onto the ladder, Jungkook yanked the singer's exposed foot. “Hyung,” he said tugging the limb a few more times for good measure. Taehyung wasn't one of the deep sleepers in the group -the lion poked his head from out the covers- but he was stubborn. Jungkook sighed as the vocalist disappeared back underneath the blankets.

“C'mon hyung, wake up,” Jungkook lamented. When he received no response, the maknae resorted to the only thing left. “Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you.” Holding onto Taehyung's socked foot, the maknae mercilessly tickled the elder.

“Y-Yah! J-Jungkookie,” Taehyung ground out as his legs flailed wildly. Barely missing a foot to the chin, the maknae jumped down from the ladder before Taehyung's hand could find his face. “Get back here you punk!” Taehyung seethed at the youngest's retreating form. Jungkook hated waking up the lion the most mainly because he'd hit anything close to him.

Jin was once unfortunate enough to get a foot to the crotch but that was a story for a different day. Speaking of Jin, the maknae walked into the kitchen (bumping into various objects) before he finally made it to the coffee maker. No one in BTS were major coffee drinkers but Jin absolutely loved the smell of coffee in the morning, and it couldn't be plain coffee. No, the princess had to have it made in a specific way. Jin was lucky Jungkook was a nice dongsaeng.

Getting the water ready, all the while trying not to fall back asleep, Jungkook placed the hot liquid in the coffee maker. Jungkook mentally thanked the past him for already grinding up the coffee beans or else he'd have to spend more time than he wanted to making the stupid beverage.

As Jungkook watched Taehyung emerge from their room with his school uniform already on, Jimin having thrown himself onto the couch, the maknae was left with four more hyungs. Or as he liked to put it, a Monster, the princess, the fool, and sloth (in a past life Jungkook was sure Yoongi had to be some sort of slow, lazy animal)

Slipping into Jin and Jhope's shared room, the golden maknae squinted through the blinding rays of light. Jungkook always had a soft spot for Jin, hence why his method of waking the hyung up was the most pleasant, but Hoseok was a different story.

“Hyung-”

“Hmm, five......min.....s.” The pillow muffled the rapper's voice but Jungkook had a good idea of what he was trying to say.

Jungkook pressed on, shaking the male's shoulders vigorously. “Jhopey-hyung,” he nagged, “you'll be late.”

“But I dun' wanna go to school.”

“You're not even in school anymore!” Jungkook stated slapping the rapper's posterior. Swatting the hand away Hoseok sat up rubbing his bottom.

“That hurt.”

Jungkook stuck his tongue out, “Don't care.”

“I don't like Kookie in the morning,” Hoseok pouted slinking away in feigned heartbreak, “he's mean.”

“Well maybe you should tell cheap manager-hyung to invest in a damn alarm clock!” Jungkook shouted back. Seriously, everyone had phones that were capable of acting as alarms. Jungkook was sure that the only reason manager-hyung made him do this was because he liked to make his life a living hell. Trying to calm down, Jungkook walked back into the kitchen, ignoring tug-o-war going on between Taehyung and Jimin for the remote, and towards the coffee.

Adding the vanilla creamer, two sugars, and a shot of caramel sauce and whip cream the maknae walked back to Jin. He honestly didn't understand how the male could sleep soundlessly with so much racket going on.

Setting the cup near his nose, Jungkook slowly wafted the mug making sure the smell filled the air between them.

“Hmmmm,” yawning, Jin rubbed his eyes before looking drowsily at the maknae. “Morning Kookie.”

Finally, someone was grateful. “Morning hyung,” Jungkook smiled placing the drink down, his mood immediately brightening at the smile the eldest gave him.

“You look like a panda,” the elder mused ruffling the maknae's hair and Jungkook couldn't help but cringe at how true it was. His dark circles slowly grew worse and it didn't help that they had just made a comeback. If he looked anymore like a panda they might send him to a zoo in China. “Thanks for the coffee,” Jin commented as the golden maknae walked out of the room. All that was left was Namjoon and Yoongi.

“Ahh! What the hell-!” Jumping, Jungkook turned and looked down the hallway towards the source of the yell.

“Hyung, what are you.....” trailing off, Jungkook stopped as he stared at a currently startled Namjoon who appeared to have slept in the bathroom. The leader's eyes looked bewilderingly from the maknae back to a currently dumbfounded Hoseok. “Wha-?”

“What, haven't heard of sleep walking,” the leader questioned the two as he got up, wincing as his stiff joints popped. Jungkook made a mental note to talk to the manager about a break because apparently the comeback wasn't just taking a tole on him. Someone might get a heart-attack one day from opening the closet to find their leader napping in there.

“Since when did you sleep walk? You know what, not that curious. My bladder's about to explode and I'll go whether you're in here or not.” Hoseok threatened, fingers hooked around the elastic of his boxers before raising a brow.

“Okay, okay, I'm leaving,” Namjoon said screwing his face up in mild disgust. Leaving the rapper to do his business, Jungkook shuddered mentally checked the leader off his list. Now all that was left was Yoongi.....

Going to the rapper's room, ignoring the commotion going on in the living room (Mommy Jin having entered the fray) Jungkook slipped inside to find a peacefully sleeping Yoongi. How in the world could he sleep through all of this? Did he take sleeping pills or what? Shuffling to the edge of the bed, the maknae took the time to admire Yoongi's sharp features. The red of his newly dyed hair complimented his pale skin while the texture reminded him of cotton candy. Jungkook always thought Jin looked the best when just waking up but Yoongi might just change his mind.

Studying his hyung a little longer, growing a bit more self-conscious with each passing second, Jungkook reluctantly drew up enough energy to nudge the rapper's shoulder.

Jungkook was already pressed for time. He was still only clad in a tank-top and pajama bottoms; his school uniform probably hiding somewhere in a pile of clean laundry that no one bothered to put away.

“......Kookie.......?” Yoongi questioned prying his eyes open. Drinking in the teen's appearance, the rapper couldn't help but feel pity for their maknae.

Makeup could only cover so much and Jungkook's skin was so pale already people wondered if he ever saw the sun at all. The Daegu boy was used to it by now. Scooting over a little, Yoongi held the thin blanket upwards. Taking the invitation, like always, Jungkook crawled next to him, enjoying the warmth brought on by the covers and hyung.

All the worries about school and their comeback disappeared completely as the elder pressed the maknae against his chest.

It might have taken Jungkook twenty minutes and having to go through five hyungs but he was finally where he wanted to be; in bed, asleep , counting sheep with Yoongi.  

A/N: Bangtan's officially ruining my life>.< Hope you liked the hint of sugakookie at the end :D Anyways, this will probably be the last BTS oneshot I'll do for a while since I'm planning a chaptered story for them^^ So I hope you look forward to that and thanks for subscribing. Comments are ♥'ed