The Lies And Us | Yeonbin

04

Being woken up from your deep slumber is one of the most annoying feeling and right now, that is what our dearest Choi Yeonjun was going through. He was not only woken up but also by the blinding, bright sunrays.

A painful groan escaped from him as he felt the rays directly fall on him. He did loved the bright sunlight and appreciated it for making his mood and the day better but right now, he was the most angry and furious person in existence because of it.

The dark haired tried to move around, wanting to block the sun and return back to the land of his dreams where only him and his mint chocolate ice-cream existed— whom everyone else hated so much but does it looks like he gives a single flying fuck?

But then, a few of sudden whimpers made him stop his mission of trying to block the sunrays without opening his eyes and just like that, he felt an arm tighten around his small waist— he thought he was alone! Where the fuck is he, right now?!

"Jesus, love," a deep voice let out, burying their face deep in his neck. "Stop it, I'm trying to sleep here," the deep and hoarse voice sounded so much familiar, didn't it?

Was he perhaps kidnapped by someone familiar? And the heck is the kidnapper trying to do right now?!

He peeked his right eye open before squeezing it shut right when the blinding rays hit him again. He forgot about that, didn't he?

A small chuckle was heard from above of him and he was scared for his life now more than anything because, damn, that voice was scarily deep.

He immediately broke free from the other's grasp and sat up, rubbing his eyes and opening it when he felt like he adjusted himself to the brightness.

A heavy sigh in relief escaped from him when he immediately recognised the person laying on the bed with him while the person whom he just assumed was his kidnapper, laughed. Yup, they would never do anything wrong to him.

"Why would you look so scared and worried, just now, love?" Soobin softly questioned, yet with the hint of deepness in his morning voice.

"Don't talk to me, you dickhead! I thought you were a damn kidnapper! I was scared!" Yeonjun cried out, obviously annoyed, giving more reasons for the younger to laugh.

"Stop! Don't you dare to laugh!" He picked up a pillow, aiming it for Soobin's face which the younger almost immediately caught from hitting his handsome face.

Still softly laughing from how cute his dear boyfriend is, Soobin gently grabbed his hand and pulled him back down on the bed. A soft smile on his face as he stared down at the older, lovingly.

He brought out his index finger to trace down his features while his brain registered all of them, as if those mesmerising features of his boyfriend weren't already memorised by him.

"Whipped,"

"Huh?" He looked up at the older who was watching him do whatever the fuck that he was doing just now.

"You are whipped."

"Just for you," The smile on his face grew wider as he brought himself to peck on Yeonjun's pink and full lips which was soon about to turn into an make out session until Yeonjun decided on pushing him away, a deep blush on his cheeks.

"I like it better this way."

"Huh?" It seemed like it was Yeonjun's turn to be confused as he stared at the one almost hovering him.

"Your lips looking almost fucked up and your cheeks having those crimson red blush knowing that I was the cause of both of them." He ended his words with a wink, leaning down to taste those delicious pink lips against his when he was— out of nowhere —pushed away to his own side of his bed.