buzzer beater ✦ j.sc | ✔

book two ✦ [v]

In the morning, you were faintly aware of an alarm going off early before it was quickly shut off and you rolled over in bed, burying your face in your pillow. Beyond your eyelids, it was still absolute darkness. You could feel the shifting of the mattress beside you and the press of a gentle kiss to your temple as you quickly sank under the calm waters of sleep once more.

You were half-awoken again some time later, a faint light streaming into your consciousness as the covers shifted once again, and a presence enveloped you from behind that hadn't been there before. Letting out a peaceful sigh, you listened to the sounds of yours and Sungchan's breathing as they eventually synced up, and you drifted back off without even realizing it.

Fluttering your eyes open, you groaned softly against the bright morning sunlight. After a couple seconds of squinting and blinking, your eyes had adjusted for the most part, and you rolled onto your other side. Sungchan smiled at you fondly as you rubbed at one of your eyes.

"You awake?" He asked quietly.

"Yep, 'm up," you offered a bleary thumbs up. "Just don't make me solve any differential equations or whatever the fuck. Actually, don't make me do that when I'm at full capacity either."

He laughed softly, cradling the back of your head to pull you forward and press a kiss to your forehead. "Good morning, baby."

"Mornin' Channie," you said back, punctuated by a yawn. "How was practice?"

"It was good. Donghyuck's playing video games in the living room with Yangyang, by the way."

"Good, good."

"I think that was our smoothest Saturday morning yet. Were you able to go back to sleep okay?"

"Oh, yeah. I don't even remember waking up at all, really."

"Success," he grinned.

You momentarily closed your eyes again, enjoying the peaceful moment as you let your body slowly work towards fully waking up. Sungchan gently stroked the backs of his fingers up and down your arm, and you relaxed even further under his touch.

"I like waking up next to you," he admitted softly. You squinted one eye back open to look at him as he continued. "Doing it twice in one morning... I think that's the most I've ever loved somebody."

Shooting up just to push him back against the mattress, you held him there by the shoulders, your grip so tight it probably would've hurt if he wasn't already used to much worse on the ice. He looked up at you with wide eyes.

"Are you trying to kill me, Jung Sungchan?" You accused. "Saying stuff like that to me first thing in the morning, I could melt into a puddle and never re-form! My heart could explode!"

"You don't think my heart feels like it's going to explode when I wake up and see you next to me first thing in the morning?" He huffed back. "That just sounds like equity, baby."

"You don't know the meaning of that word."

"Maybe so..."

With a final shake of your head, you let go of him and fell onto your back next to him. He propped himself up on an elbow on his side so he could see you, the beginnings of a pout on his face.

"And what's that pout for?" You teased, already with a sneaking suspicion.

"Oh, nothing..." He picked up one of your hands, dropping a line of kisses to the back of it and up your wrist and lower arm.