Type: Scenario | Texts | Chatroom | Drabbles | Reactions | Outfits

Pairing: Yoongi, OC

Genre: Fluff | Angst | Friendship | Other -

Words: 742 

“Good morning baby,” I heard a voice say and I opened my eyes to see his figure in front of me, resting on his left hand while staring into my eyes.

“Oppa,” I breathed, not letting my smile disappear from my face, “what are you doing here? I thought you had a concert.”

He shuffled in closer and wrapped his arms around my body.

“I did, but I wanted to come home to you,” he whispered into my hair.

“Aren’t you tired?” I asked, bending my neck to look up at him. I smiled at his features, lifting my hands to stoke his beautiful mint hair.

“I’m am,” he nodded, pouting.

“Okay then,” I anchored his head closer and let him rest on the pillow, “sleep.”

“I don’t want to,” he said, sleepily. This voice always made me weak.

“But you just said-”

He cut me off when he leaned down and crashed his lips onto mine.

“I don’t know when the next time I see you will be,” he whispered against my lips, “I don’t want to sleep through this.”

Of course I wanted to object, but I knew that he wouldn’t have any of it.

“Okay,” I whispered back, smiling, “what do you want to do?