You woke up with Taehyung in your arms, his head nuzzled against your shoulder and his lanky frame wrapped around you like a koala. You kissed his forehead and brushed your fingers lightly through his soft blue hair.
"Good morning pup, how did you sleep?" You asked him in a low voice.
"Slept okay," he mumbled back, not moving his face from your neck.
"Breakfast?" You asked.
You felt him nod against you, but he didn't move. You chuckled.
"Gonna have to let go of me so we can get up," you said.
He shook his head.
"No? My puppy doesn't want breakfast?"
"Do," he insisted, nodding again.
"Let's get up then, sleepy."
He sighed but detangled himself from you then, pulling away and stretching his arms over his head. His shirt rode up exposing his tummy and you poked it, making all his air rush out in a breathy chuckle and his face crumple into a smile as he doubled over.
You giggled at him and tugged his shirt up, attacking his soft tummy again with your fingers, making him burst into laughter and squirm. You leaned down and blew a raspberry on it, kissing his soft skin all over as he tried to pull his shirt back down. You finally sat up, laughing and looked down at him fondly. He was staring up at you, a big boxy grin lingering on his face.
"C'mere," he said, his deep voice low and sensual as he reached for you, grabbing a handful of your shirt and tugging you down onto him by it.
You giggled as you landed on his chest and he brushed his thumb over your cheekbone before stretching up to connect your lips with his, giving you a soft morning kiss. After a breath he pulled back and smiled at you.
"Alright, get off me I gotta pee," he said.
You poked his stomach again and he smacked your hand away playfully as he got out of bed, heading to the bathroom.
"I'll meet you down there," he said as he shut the door.
You went downstairs to find Jungkook at the table, pouting into his cereal bowl. He glanced up at you.
"Hi noona," he grumbled as you poured yourself cereal.
"Hey bub, what's up?" You replied, sitting across from him.
"I had to sleep in Jimin's room cause somebody locked my bedroom door."
You instantly felt bad - you and Tae had fallen asleep after last night, and you should have remembered to open the door first.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," you said, leaning over the table to kiss his cheek.
"Did Jimin kick you in your sleep or something?"
"He wasn't there - he doesn't like to sleep alone when he's little. But his bed isn't as comfy as mine," he huffed.
"Where does he sleep when he's little then?" You asked, pouring milk on your cereal.
"With whoever will let him," Jungkook shrugged.
Just then you heard footsteps and looked up to see Hoseok in grey sweatpants and a white T-shirt towing Jimin wearing soft blue shorts and a matching shirt with a cartoon character on it. His hair was sticking in every direction and his lips were pouty. He clung to Hoseok's hand with one of his own and rubbed at his puffy eyes with the other one. He yawned big and looked around the kitchen.
