The morning finally came and it was not pleasant. There was yelling all over the house and it was just pure chaos. Jin was yelling at Jungkook and Taehyung yet again. Namjoon had broken a plate yet again. Yoongi Hyung and I were still in bed, Yoongi was asleep still but I was awake. But I just admired Yoongi. He looked so peaceful asleep, his lips were slightly curved and his eyelashes rested against his cheeks.
He looked like a kitten that was sleeping. He was so cute. I pushed a few loose strains of his mint hair, now starting to fade, behind his ear, which caused him to shift but not fully wake up. He put his arm around my lower waist and pulled me closer to him. I just smiled softly as I moved closer to him. I was still very sore from last night but I don't care. I honestly liked the pain from it.
I sighed, knowing that we had to get up soon but I didn't want to end this peace this morning, even if the rest of the household was in chaos. There was a soft knock at our door, it was Jin. Jin was always so considerate when waking us up. But I can't say the same for the others. Jin slowly opened the door, I turned to face him
"Good morning Jimin, since you're awake do you mind waking Yoongi up? I know you'll have an easier time than I would"
Jin's voice was soft, whispering but loud enough for me to hear him. I nodded and he bowed his head slightly, closing the door gently. I turned over to see the still-sleeping cat and just chuckled. I slightly shook his shoulders
"Hyung, it's time to wake up, come on"
"Mmm" That's all I got. I knew Yoongi wasn't a morning person. Who could blame him? But he still had to get up. "Hyung..." I called out for him softly and shook his shoulders a little again. My voice was still gentle and soft.
"I know you don't wanna get up, but you have to" I whispered into his ear, wrapping my arm around him in a hug-like manner. All I got from him was another grunt. I couldn't help but laugh. He was so cute being stubborn in the mornings. I pulled my arms away and stretched my sore body.
"Good morning hyung," I said, coming closer to him, standing in front of him once I was able to stand up. My legs were still a little wobbly and slightly weak but it all seemed to vanish when he pulled me closer to him and wrapped his arms around my lower back, whispering "Good morning doll". His voice was lower and a lot rougher than normal in the mornings. I always found it so hot.
"My cat is finally awake. Come on, let's shower together" I said as I pulled his hand. I guess he was still waking up because he looked at me slightly confused. I couldn't help but giggle. He looked so adorable with his cute little confused look. It must have fully registered what I said as he quickly jumped up and followed me into the bathroom. I had gone in and bent over to turn on the warm water.
Once I had the water going I turned around but jumped when I was met with Yoongi right behind me. He had pulled me closer into his arms while my hands rested gently against his chest. He leaned in, placing his lips on mine. I couldn't help but melt against him. His kisses were sweet and soft, not the rough and hungry kisses we had last night.
"Fully awake are we?" I couldn't help but tease him once we pulled apart. He buried his head in the crook of my neck as I hugged him. "Shut up" I could hear him mumbling into my neck, his breath brushing over one of my sensitive areas. I couldn't help but gasp out. That made him smirk.
"Still sensitive are we?" This mother fucker.
"Shut up" I pulled away, blushing and getting flustered. He just chuckled at me. Rude as a cat. I huffed as I tried to peel myself away from Yoongi. But he didn't like that
"Yoongi. Shower now. You smell like stale sex now." It was his turn to huff now. He stepped in the shower, pulling me along with him. I couldn't help but just shake my head at him. I tried standing on my own but my legs gave out from underneath me...never having sex again with him. I will never be able to walk and dance properly again.
I felt a strong pair of arms wrap around me...Yoongi was holding me up. He pulled me close to his chest. I melted. It felt nice just standing under the warm water, being Yoongi's embrace. That's when it felt it...Yoongi's cock pressing against me. I couldn't tell if it was just his morning wood or if he was aroused...but god damn it's only eight in the mother fucking morning..but I would be lying if I said I didn't find this attractive.
"Y-yoongi....it's to early..." I tried to pull away but Yoongi's arms pulled me back into him. All I could hear was him murmuring about something never being to early before he started attacking my neck. I couldn't help but moan softly as he sucked dark purple marks against my sensitive spots and my pulse...it made my knees weak. Gods, what was this man doing to me.
"Y-yoongi...w-we can't" I tried again. I don't even know why I'm fighting it. I wanted him as much as he wanted me...so why was I trying to stop it?
"And why can't we? It's just you and me..and if you're quiet enough...no one will even know"
*His deep voice filled the shower. He had a point. But we both knew I wasn't...exactly a quite person when it came to this. I was ripped away from my thoughts as I felt Yoongi's teeth sink into my neck, a loud moan escaped my lips
"Y-yoongi-"
"Shhh...we don't want the others hearing you, do we?"
This mother fucker. Who the fuck does this cat think he is? That's when I felt the pressure against my neck...his hand gently squeezing my neck. He knows what that does to me..the dominance that always makes me weak in the knees. My eyes rolled back in pleasure as I melted into his touch.
"So sensitive..."
I shivered as I felt his breath hit my skin as his hands started to trace down my body. My breath hitched..I still wasn't used to how Yoongi made me feel. My brain still wrap around that this was real..but it is and it's happening.
"You're thinking to much"
Yoongi said to me while just holding me now.
"W-what?"
"You're thinking to much." He restated, his arms still wrapped around my waist. I wasn't thinking to much...was I?
"How can you tell?"
"Because you get quiet and lost in your own head."
He said, pressing his head into the crook of my neck, the junction that met my neck to my shoulder. My hand rested into his hair, the water still beating against us.
"Just trying to figure out how practice is going to go. You weren't exactly easy last night"
I said, rolling my eyes. He just chuckled, shaking his head.
"Don't shake your head at me!"
"Come on dingus. We have to get ready for practice."