There is no better feeling than the softness of a fluff white pillow under your head and a warm cozy blanket covering you. The bliss of sleeping in such an ever lasting environment .

And Y/N wanted nothing more than to drown in this bliss, until she felt something or someone pounce on her with full force. "Wake up Y/N"

She peeked up to see non other than Choi Minho, her boyfriend- showing her his set of pearls. "No" with that she turned around causing him to fall of the bed with a thud.

"Why not? Its 1 in the afternoon" he argued sitting on the ground cross legged, for a 22 year old that looked quiet odd. " So? I'm tired I studied all night and all I want to do is sleep." she argued still all tucked in cozy.

"But last night you said you wanted to go out in the morning, your ambivalent behavior distresses me" he said pouting at her.

"Your whimsical behavior distresses me,Choi Minho." came a sound from under the blankets.

He sighed-what she assumed was of defeat, and held end of the blankets, pulling them away with one swift move.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!" she screeched flailing her arms, eyes still closed.

He grabbed her by the ankles pulling her down, until she was seated on the floor. She glared up at him and he pecked her nose. "Up, up, up," he pushed her towards the washroom, closing the door after her.

He looked back at the messy bed, "Aish......the things I do for you Y/N" he chuckled picking up the blankets.

She sighed looking around in the washroom, there was no turning back now. Once that cute stubborn man of hers had made up his mind, that was it then.

She went under the shower,turning on the hot water she felt her muscles relax. As she lathered her hair with shampoo she realised how caring Minho was. She only told him through the phone that she wants to go out, and here he was, making time for her from his busy schedule.

She should be more grateful towards him, he's always there for her. Most of all not even once has he forgotten any important date. She couldn't help but squeal for what a perfect man she had, which of course earned her a knock on the door asking if she was okay.

She stepped out of the washroom all dressed and ready,only to gasp at the sight before her.

There he was, Choi Minho, the man she loved with all her heart, all curled up in bed, her bed! At first she was infuriated but then she realised how tired he must have been. 

She approached him,slowly crouching down in front of his face, smiling she pecked his nose. "Sleep, you must be tired." 

She turned around to go watch some TV when he grabbed her by the wrist,tugging it slightly. "Stay" he whispered, pulling her down under the blanket. Wrapping his long limbs around her, en-caging her.

She couldn't help but giggle and hug him back. He kissed the crown of her head, "Now I know why you didn't want to get up." "See, I told you it's nice right,Minho?" she spoke in his chest.

No reply. "Minho?" Still no reply. She tilted her head upwards to see him sleeping with his mouth slightly hanging.

"Awww, my poor baby," She kissed the exposed part of his neck, "Good afternoon, sleep well." He nuzzled in her hair replying,

"Good afternoon, my pretty..... i love you."