pastel pink | yoonmin

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When Yoongi woke up it was because of a soft hum right beside his ear. He woke up to a heavenly voice that blessed his ears with his magical sound and to the sweet touch of fingers tangled in his hair.

He half unconsciously rolled to the side to get closer to the source of that immense bliss and he smiled when he felt a warm body against his.

He didn't open his eyes, but he knew he and Jimin were chest to chest now, and he couldn't help but engulf him with his arms to hug him tight.

Jimin chuckled against him and he felt the vibrations get through his skin.

"Good morning hyung" he murmured as Yoongi hid his face in the space between his neck and his shoulder.

Maybe it was the fact that the slumber of the night still hadn't left his body, or maybe the fact that Yoongi guessed it would have brought him incredible suffering to be apart from Jimin in that moment, but the elder just wasn't able to move an inch away from him. With the excuse of the morning numbness, he ignored everything that would have been against acting so clingy to him and just held his friend.

He didn't speak and only let Jimin lightly scratch his scalp as he nodded against his neck as a greeting.

When Jimin noticed Yoongi was about to fall asleep once again, his breath going steady and ticklish against his neck, he smiled wide and pecked Yoongi's messy hair.

"Since when did you become a sleepyhead, hyung?" he whispered, referring to all the days in which he was the one to wake up late while Yoongi was always wide awake hours before him.

He tried to distance himself from the elder just enough to look at his face, but Yoongi still didn't seem likely to let him go anytime soon.

He groaned and made Jimin squirm and laugh brightly, his eyes crinkling and his cheeks red as the other started chuckling too, even if still half asleep.

"You just want me to get up so that I can make you breakfast... You are spoiled" he mumbled, still close enough to the other for his words to come out muffled.

"And whose fault is that?"

Jimin this time managed to push away Yoongi just enough to finally look at him. The elder slowly opened his eyes and pouted at him, which only caused Jimin to coo loudly.

"I can prepare breakfast today if you want" he said, tracing the line of Yoongi's eyebrows and smoothening the crease that his frown had formed between them with the pad of his forefinger.

Yoongi's frown only deepened at that and he squinted his eyes at the boy.

"Are you serious?"

"Why are you looking at me like that? I know how to cook, I'm just lazy! And breakfast is easy!"

They both laughed wholeheartedly at each other and Yoongi felt butterflies dancing valzer in his stomach.

"So, Park Jimin is really going to make breakfast for a humble college student like me?"

At that Jimin nodded solemnly and brushed some strands of hair behind Yoongi's ears.

"And I'll also take it to bed like you always do for me!"

Yoongi grinned toothily when Jimin took his hands to break free from his embrace and held them tight.

"I'll be back soon, wait here and don't move"

Yoongi didn't. He only rolled onto his stomach and hid his face in the pillow when Jimin got out of the room.

It still smelled like him, all sweet and intoxicating, and Yoongi's head clouded.