Description: This one is really short ;_____; and there’s like basically noting going on in it……..Trying a different POV this time!

He woke up to a soft ray of light dipping into his room through the small space between the curtains and the window.

He woke up to the soft chirps of the birds perched on the branch right outside the room. 

He turned to his side.

Jongup woke up to the most beautiful sight that he had ever seen in his life.  

Like an angel sent from above-

A picture of pure serenity and everything that was right in the world.

You see, Jongup finds something to look forward to each week, something to make him forget about all the stress and hardships in life. He found this sanctuary in Sunday mornings- because Sunday mornings were you.

On Sunday mornings, he’d wake up and find you lying next to him.

For just a bit, he’d lose himself in the peaceful image of you.

He’d drag his fingers softly across your face, softly caressing, tracing the curves, committing every dip into memory as if he hadn’t already memorized it all.

He’d lean in and give you a soft kiss on your cheek before moving onto your lips.

“Good morning beautiful”

He’d whisper to you as you stirred slightly, waking up from your sleep.

He’d chuckle as you’d rub your eyes sleepily.

He’d pull you close to him and the two of you would just lie there, enjoying the comfortable silence and the feeling of each other.

And after the usual morning rituals, the two of you would go and make breakfast together.

Sundays were pancakes.

He’d hug you from behind as you mixed the batter in, resting his head on your shoulder.

“Hey, you’re doing it wrong.”

“What, how can you mix batter wrong?” you’d laugh.

“Here let me help you”

He’d put his hand over yours and smile down at you.

Then the two of you would stand by the pan, making pictures with the pancakes.

“Look it’s a bunny!” you said proudly.

He’d pull you into a kiss.

And Yongguk, Himchan, Daehyun, Youngjae, and Zelo would sit awkwardly at the table, waiting for their pancakes.

“This is worse than a ing cheesy sitcom” Yongguk would grumble, stomach rumbling.

Sunday mornings were Jongup’s sanctuary.

But for everyone else, Sunday mornings were times of bitterly envying Jongup and baby barfing as the two of you kissed.

Jongup loved Sunday mornings. 

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A/N: Thank you for all the comments! Hope you enjoy! 

Sorry this chapter is so short x________________x