Who is the more cuddly one?

Taemin shuffled downstairs quietly, rubbing his left eye with his left fist. He sleepily shuffled down the hall in search of his boyfriend, who had woken up before him again. Taemin seemed to be sleeping a lot on their honeymoon, just because he was so exhausted all the time from the high amount of times he and Minho made love. His schedule was also a bit messed up, because he had no certain time he forced himself to go to bed and no certain time he had to wake up. So lately, he'd been waking up as late as eleven o'clock while Minho, who was trying his best to actually start sleeping earlier and waking up earlier, woke up as early as seven o'clock sometimes.

Minho was watching an animé on television when Taemin finally found him. He was in their temporary living room in their temporary house in Florida. Minho had rented it for their three weeks they had off for their honeymoon. Taemin sat next to Minho and wiggled his way under Minho's arm, laying on his lap. That was his way of demanding that Minho cuddle with him. Minho did nothing for a moment, hardly noticing Taemin was there. He was drinking coffee and watching the animé carefully as if he was afraid to miss anything at all. Taemin whined and tugged on his shirt. Minho looked down and smiled, finally realizing his husband was laying on his lap.

"Morning, sweetheart." Minho said, giving Taemin a sweet smile. Taemin hummed, too tired to form any words. Minho smiled, amused, and ran his fingers through Taemin's hair. Taemin whined again, and Minho put his coffee down, shifting Taemin in his lap so he could lay down, too. Taemin lay on top of him, now, and Minho held him there, his hair as he continued to watch his animé. Taemin fell asleep again, much more peacefully this time with Minho holding him.