^If he just normally looks this glowy waking up. I can't imagine the AFTERGLOW 🥹✨
LAST UPDATE OF YEAR 2024.
SO, lmly is officially going to enter it's third year of continuation. I did some math and figured that I wrote total of 16 chapters in 2024.
Seriously!?
365 days and I updated 16 times. Barely.
God did gave me talent for starting a fanfic but forgot to give enough passion to complete it within an acceptable time period🤣
Anyways do you guys know that my favorite part about being a fanfic writer is the fact that if I can't experience a certain moment myself, I can experience it via Taekook. I am saying that as if Lmly is not already just a bunch of my own fluff/romance fantasies combined together. And I have the audacity to go ahead and call it a book for y'all *sigh*
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Author's POV:
The shrill beep of the alarm pierced through the beautiful quiet of the morning. Elder stirred first, his lashes fluttering as he squinted against the sunlight creeping into the room. With a groggy hand, Silverhead reached out, fumbling to silence the alarm as soon as possible.
Taehyung blinked a few times before his gaze fell on the person before him, lips quirking into a soft smile watching Koo look like every bit of an oversized toddler he was.
Jungkook was lying on his stomach, his face nestled close to Tae's own. Brunette's breath was warm, puffing softly against Taehyung's.
It is still a mystery as to how Tae has not gotten his husband's cold yet. Considering, no matter which safe or in Koo's words 'no-germ-contact position' they both cuddle in... this is how Jungkook lately ends up sleeping: nose-to-nose, mouth-to-mouth and one hand under Tae's shirt, flat against his bare stomach.
Not that Tae minds. Not at all. Quite opposite actually.
As the elder shifted to move Jungkook's arm out of his shirt, a ray of sunlight previously blocked by his body fell directly onto younger's face causing his eyebrows to furrow and his nose to scrunch in visible irritation.
Taehyung chuckled under his breath, his palm reaching up to shield his angel's face from the light. He held his hand aloft, watching as Jungkook's features relaxed once more. His pouty lips settling back into their soft satisfied curve, breath steadying again.
It was the third day of Jungkook's cold, and while he was finally getting better, Taehyung had made it his mission to keep him completely free of responsibilities. No cooking, no chores, no painting—just rest.
Leaning closer, Tae touched his lips to Jungkook's forehead to check his temperature, relieved to find the skin cold with no signs of fever. But then his eyes flitted to the clock, and the tranquility completely shattered as he realised how much time had passed.
"All his fault for looking this perfect, first thing in the morning." Tae complained, slipping out of bed as quietly and as hurriedly as he could, "seriously how am I supposed to get a single work done in this guy's presence? How can one be this cute in sleep? God help me..what have I gotten myself into?"
The floor was cold against his bare feet, and the chill made him shiver as he adjusted the curtains to block out the sunlight. Turning back to the bed, he pulled the blanket up around Koo's shoulders and tiptoed towards the bathroom.
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The kitchen was a battlefield in the making.
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