It was a beautiful morning. The sun was streaming through the windows. You had woken up before your boyfriend, Yoongi, who was lying topless on his back next to you in bed. The covers were only pulled up to just below his bellybutton. 

You admired his features as he slept; his perfect jawline, his lush eyebrows,  his wonderfully pale skin. You crept up from your position and placed your hand on his warm chest, your lips reaching for his. As your lips parted, a groan came out of your boyfriend. 

His eyes flicked open and scrunched his nose; something you loved.

"Y/n, I love you." His voice was groggy and you found that even cuter.

It made you smile widely and you went to kiss him again, but he held up his hand between your faces.

"But y/n. You need a freaking breath mint. Like seriously. Its bad."

And with that he rolled over onto his other side and fell back asleep.