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MORNINGS, with Park Jay as your boyfriend, are always eventful.
Though, right now, it didn't seem like it.
It was rare for Charlie to wake up before her boyfriend in the morning, but she never took it for granted when she did.
Despite them being together for multiple years now, she would never get used to waking up to Jay next to her.
She always thought he looked perfect, even that didn't describe how she felt, while sleeping. Peaceful, relaxed—things she doesn't typically see him as anymore due to his busy schedule.
So, waking up before him, gently tracing the lines of his face, lightly playing with his hair, just taking all of him in, was something very special to her.
Until he wakes up, that is.
"Are you watching me sleep?" Jay says, not even opening an eye.
When he doesn't receive any answer, however, he squints one open and smirks.
"Freak." He nudges the blondes shoulder, prompting her to lay down and the idol quickly takes the opportunity to lay his head on her chest, eyes closing already.
"Go back to sleep." He almost whispers, feeling her hands in his hair, but instead of just lightly playing with it, she accidentally tugs on it, a little harshly.
He's definitely awake now.
"Sorry." Charlie softly says, as she does begin to play with his hair.
Though, the only answer she gets in return, is a kiss onto her stomach, then just at the hem of her crop top she had slept in; something she doesn't typically do, then below her collarbone, then the crook of her neck.
"Babe," She sighs, "I thought you wanted to sleep."
"Not," A kiss to her pulse point, "Anymore."
He comes up to make eye contact with her, kisses both of her cheeks, "This is your fault, and you know it."
A kiss to her lips, a grin, another kiss.
He drops back down onto her neck, taking his sweet time at each spot, making sure he leaves a decent sized mark.
Feeling hands shoot up and start to pull on his hair, Jay lets out a groan, tugging on her crop top.
"What?" Charlie teases, and the brunett already knows what's coming, "What do you want?"
"Baby. . ." The man sighs, "Come on, it's too early for teasing, you know." He makes eye contact with her, not resisting the urge to palm her over her shirt.
She moans, fighting how badly she wants to give in, let him do whatever he wants, but she knows her boyfriend, and she knows how worth the teasing always is.
