- Last Saturday Night -
( The fact 'Last Friday Night' by Katy Perry is playing makes this very funny)
It was an early morning and the sun shone brightly from the open window, the two snuggled close on the bed slept soundly, until one stirred from their slumber with first a refreshing yawn and stretch then quickly into a painful squint and an agonizing headache, along with a dry mouth and aching limbs, not to mention nauseous.
While all his five senses were being attacked, his stretch was interrupted by a squishy substance, a face. Spooked he quickly turned to the person next to him... which was a mistake because now his head hurt more and OH MY GOD IS THAT YOONGI!?
With wide eyes, and an over bearing headache Jungkook checked if his clothes were still on and sighed in slight disappointment and relief at this and just laid his head back down the the soft pillow with another sigh. All this movement caused Yoongi to stir awake, blinking away his blurry vision and his eyes immediately settled on the big round ones that were now staring back. Silence filled the but it wasn't all that comforting nor was it uncomfortable... well maybe it was a tiny bit comforting, a weird and yet gentle atmosphere.
Jungkook admired Yoongi's slightly messy hair, his pink pouty lips, his tired sharp gaze that only seemed to soften the more he looked into them, his soft seeming skin and gentle aura. and Yoongi admired Jungkook's completely disheveled long locks, along with his adorable Bambi stare, his pretty pretty lips, his squishy and innocent appearance and of course his calm expression- almost hopeful. Neither one spoke a word or decided to move, this moment too peaceful to interrupt even though they both knew they had to get up.
Yoongi, although enjoying this moment of ataraxy, could no longer stand the morning alcohol breath and decided to get up but his eyes never left his. Jungkook followed suit but remembered his headache and had to break eye contact and squint at the pain- stupid brain pain!
Yoongi looked away with the most quiet cough, thoughts now running back to the words exchanged the night before, not knowing what to do or feel or think, Jungkook embarrassed mumbles about him going to the bathroom, feeling icky and fatigued, Yoongi just nodded his head and let out a breath he did not even know he held once Jungkook left his room. He laid back in his bed, it was warm and smelt like the both of them— and sleep.
Once they were both freshened up they headed to the kitchen. It felt a little awkward, it was pretty quiet, so Yoongi decided to be a little nice and make Jungkook something to eat since he was clearly having a hard time last night.
"Hey, let me make breakfast." Yoongi offered when Jungkook went for the cereal.
Jungkook looked at him hesitantly. "I can do it myself, I'm grown." Jungkook answered sassily.
"Uh-ok."
He blamed Jungkook's crankiness on the headache he was sporting and thought to get him some Aspirin to ease his over-used mind. He poured water into a glass and got some Aspirin from one of the cupboards and slid it over to Jungkook who was groggily munching on old cereal. He clearly wasn't enjoying his meal.
"Y'know, if you could put your pride away and ask me, I can make us breakfast." Yoongi said with an amused smile.
Jungkook just glared up at him and then continued to eat the cereal.
"Okay grumpy pants. Anyways here." Yoongi chuckled passing over the hangover treatment.
Again Jungkook glared at him. "Why the hell are you doing all this shit? I'm fucking capable of doing shit on my own old man." Jungkook answered annoyed.
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