"Hoba Hoba!" Tae called, running up to Hobi as he was getting in the car, "look! a flower! I picked it just for you, hyung, because it looks like the sun, and you're army's sun!"
Hobi stared at Taehyung, and then at the flower - an almost golden-pet...
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Hobi was drifting off to sleep when his blanket was pulled down, and someone crawled into bed beside him.
Hobi initially thought the culprit was Jimin, but then the scent hit his nose.
Warm vanilla and candy.
His eyes opened, and he saw Taehyung, his face close to his own, his eyes staring into his own.
"Hi, Hyungie," he whispered, his hands fisting at Hobi's shirt.
He tucked his head into the crook of His neck, and Hobi wrapped his arm around the younger's waist, pulling him close.
"Hi, Tae," Hobi whispered back, pulling the covers up to cover both of them.
He kept a hand around Taehyung's waist, and buried his nose in the boys hair.
"I left you something on your dresser," Taehyung started, "but I don't want you to look until in the morning, okay?"
Hobi grinned, "okay, Tae. Let's sleep for now, it's late."
Taehyung nodded, and cuddled deeper into Hobi, and fell asleep quickly.
Hobi had the urge to look over his shoulder at his dresser, to see what Taehyung had left him, but he refrained.
Instead, he kissed the top of Taehyung's head, and went back to trying to fall asleep.
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The next morning, Hobi woke up with Taehyung cuddled around him, the boy's leg and arm thrown over him.
Hot puffs of air were hitting Hobi's neck, causing him to shiver.
He turned to Taehyung, and squeezed the boy gently in his arms, kissing his forehead twice, before he remembered Taehyung had left him something on his nightstand.
He whipped his head around, looking on his dresser.
He grinned and felt his face heat up when he saw the present: a flower with a note attached to it.
The flower was purple, and had little petals going down the stem.
He grabbed it and and the note.
The note read;
Hyungie,
it's Taehyungie. I found this flower while I was on a walk this morning. It's so pretty, isn't it? I want you to see it in the morning, too, because you appreciate things more when it's early, when you've first woken up. I hope you see this when you first wake up. I hope it hasn't wilted by then.
Love, your Taehyungie.
Hobi read the letter a second time, and then stared at the flower. It had wilted, but just a bit. It was barely noticable.
Hobi set the flower and note back on the dresser, and then settled back down, carding his hand through Taehyung's soft, pink hair.
He put his face in the younger's neck, and smelled him.
He still smelled so sweet.
Taehyung began stirring, so Hobi pulled back. He didn't want Taehyung to wake up to his hyung smelling him. That would be wired. And creepy.
When Taehyung's eyes opened, they met Hobi's, and they grinned at each other.
"You're right, Tae," Hobi murmerd, placing a hand on Taehyung's cheek, "I did appreciate that flower more since I just woke up.
Taehyung blushed, and hid his face in Hobi's chest.
"You saw the note?" He questioned, stretching.
"Yes," Hobi replied, "and the flower. It's beautiful. And don't worry, it's only just started to wilt."
Taehyung nodded, "good."
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