Sunlight fell through the sheer curtains of their room. One of them opened his eyes, awakened by the sudden light into the room. He felt a heavy weight on his chest, and smiled as he saw his lover snoring softly, breathing in and out. Jongin was used to this.   Kyungsoo always found the most abnormal positions to sleep in, with today being no exception. He decided to spend the night hours in a horizontal way on the bed, using Jongin as a pillow,  and his feet not hanging off the bed by just a few inches. Jongin thought he was taking great advantage of his short height and their recently bought king-sized bed.    His hand took its way to Kyungsoo’s hair, removing his bangs from the boy’s eyes, so Jongin could admire him. It were days like these he felt the happiest. Lazy Sundays with nothing to do.   His fingertips traced the shape of Kyungsoo’s eyebrows, his bridge of the nose, his tip of the nose, his lips. He froze when the soft snoring suddenly stopped, but let out a quiet chuckle when Kyungsoo scrunched up his face in such a way it was funny. He woke him up.   “Sorry,” he whispered, his hand moved to his boyfriend’s dark chocolate brown hair to let his fingers slide through it. Kyungsoo groaned, and buried his face into Jongin’s chest as a response. He laughed.   “You’re becoming heavy, get off.” He tried to push Kyungsoo away, not too roughly, and got him clamping onto the sides of Jongin’s body as a result. “Don’t want,” he muttered with his eyes still closed.   “Yes, you do, it’s time for you to make me