Young master... It's time to wake up, it is morning...

The warmth of the young man's lips spread across the younger's forehead in a sweet kiss, the sleeping face of the younger turning a light shade of pink, the younger completely unaware of the sudden change of color in his cheeks. The older smiled, his lips curling upwards and his eyes crinkling at the corners as he looked at the gentle, resting face of his usually hot-headed master. The older brought his hands to the covers that reached just above the younger's shoulders, softly pulling them downwards towards the younger's mid-torso. 

Young master, wake up... breakfast is ready...

The younger stirred, the groggy mumblings of the older boy's name escaping the younger's lips as he rolled to his side. The older chuckled, smile once again gracing his face. 

Jun... Myeon...

Yes, young master Sehun?

Let me sleep, please.

Young master, as much as I would like to abide by your wishes; I cannot. You have a busy schedule today, there is nothing for me to do at this point in time to shift anything to a later date. However, I did allow you to sleep as late as you possibly could.

A small groan escaped the younger before he sat up, his dark locks sticking up in every possible direction, causing Junmyeon to smile slightly at the sight. Sehun pulled back the covers that had been covering him, exposing his long legs before he ran a hand through his hair, slender fingers slicking it back.

Sehun tossed his legs away, casting them over the edge of his bed before pulling his shirt over his head and placing it next to him on the bed. Sehun stood to his feet as Junmyeon grabbed a white button-down shirt from own of the drawers to the youngers dresser. Junmyeon sighed silently, finger's gently grazing against Sehun's skin as he guided the younger's arms into the sleeves of the shirt and began to button it.

I don't see why you have to do this every day...

Because master said that I must take care of you, young master.

But I can dress myself.

Yes, I understand that young master. I am only doing as your father has told me to do.

Sehun's eyes narrowed slightly upon the mentioning of his father, Don't talk about him. We finally escaped that place, I want nothing more to do with him.

Y-yes, young master.

Sehun cupped Junmyeon's cheeks but only for a moment before he made his way to his dresser and grabbed a pair of dress pants, You may go now Junmyeon.

Yes, young master.