BTS Imagines

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Your alarm clock rings suddenly, jolting you awake. You hit snooze immediately, scared that you'd wake up your sleeping boyfriend, Yoongi. You twist around, propping yourself up on your elbow, to take a look at him. He's sleeping peacefully on his front, one arm wrapped around your stomach and the other flung across your pillow.

You reach over and gently shake his shoulder.

"Hey," you say softly. "Wake up."

He groans softly and mumbles something incoherent. He opens one eye lazily, looks at you, and closes it again, a smile playing on his lips.

"Hey," you say again, louder than before. "We have a big day today and you need to get up for it."

"Don't wanna." Yoongi mumbles. He opens both eyes and looks at you sleepily. He smiles and buries his face in the pillow, sighing.

"Yeah, I know you don't but today's your birthday and your family is going to call you. Plus the guys will probably want a 'guys night' or something." You say all this while getting out of the bed and finding some clothes in the wardrobe next to it.

Yoongi doesn't reply. He stays in bed, his back moving up and down slowing to match his breathing. You drop the clothes you were holding with a sigh and walk back over to him. You sit up on your knees on the bed and lean in close to his face, hoping to catch a glimmer of movement.

"Yo, deaf boy," you say into his ear. "Wakey wakey."

Suddenly, he reaches for your arm and grabs his, pulling you down next to him. He quickly wraps his arms around you, holding you close to his chest. He buries his face in the crook of your neck and you feel his lips against your skin.

"Who are you calling 'deaf boy'?" He whispers in your ear, smiling.

"You're chirpy this morning." You mumble, taking the golden opportunity and running your fingers in his hair.

"It's my birthday. That means presents." He says, sighing in content.

You wiggle back a little, so you can see his face. He grins at you and playfully flicks your nose.

"You won't get any presents if you stay in bed. Everything's already stacked up in the practice room." You tell him softly.

"How'd you know that?" He asks.

"Because it always is."

He laughs. You chuckle along with him and attempt the leave the bed once again, but he pulls you in tighter.

"I'm not quite ready to leave the bed." He whispers to you, closing his eyes.

"Well, suit yourself, but I'm heading down to the practice room to set up the party." You say.

You push him away gently, thinking he's too sleepy to fight you again. You stand up and yawn, a stupid grin on your face.

You start to head back to where you dropped the clothes earlier but a pair of arms suddenly wraps around your waist, stopping you. You turn your head to see a grinning Yoongi staring back at you.

"You're not going anywhere." He says in a deep voice that you think is supposed to be threatening but he just sounds cute to you.

"Oh, aren't I? Cuz, I was totally sure I was just heading down to set up your birthday party." You reply.

You ignore the will to climb back into he'd and try to escape from his grip hut you underestimate his determination. He pulls you back, forcing you to fall back into his chest where he wraps his arms completely around your waist and nuzzles his face into your neck.

"Who needs a party when we could just cuddle all day?" He says softly into your ear.

The temptation was almost overwhelming at this point.

"Yoongi... The guys have been planning this for you. It'd be rude not to go." You tell him.

He sighs in disappointment but let's you go.

"Well, now that you've made me feel guilty, we have to go." He mutters, sitting cross legged and looking down at his hands.

"Aw, c'mon." You say. You lift up his face and smile, making him smile too. "There will be presents, remember? And cake and Tae forcing you to wear a party hat-"

He suddenly brightens up, like he just had an idea. "Can't we have the the party here?" He asks, his eyes filled with hope. He pouts and blinks rapidly, acting cute.

"I told you, they've already got everything set up." You say softly, flicking him on the nose.

"Can't you just ask them?"

"Nope," you say. You pick up your phone from the bedside table and unlock it. "I'm telling Namjoon we're on our way. Hurry up and get-"

Before you can finish speaking, Yoongi cuts you off by suddenly yanking you back into the bed again. You land on your side and, before you can move again, Yoongi wraps his arms around your waist, holding you tightly and keeping you in place. His hands are in front of you, and they're holding your phone which you dropped when he pulled you onto the bed.

"Hey, what the hell?" You ask, but you can't really be mad. It's his birthday after all.

"I'm refusing to go." He mutters, right into your ear. His head is just above yours as you lay your head down and he types a message to Namjoon on the phone.

"Bring... party... here... later." He recites as he types. "Too... lazy... to... move."

"Great excuse." You mutter and he laughs.

"Honesty is the best policy." He whispers and he gently kisses your cheek.

"You are a handful Min Yoongi." You mumble, trying to hide your punk face in the pillow.

"Aw, don't you want to cuddle with me?" He whispers. You purposely don't reply, just to annoy him, and he speaks again, this time more urgently. "Hey, you really aren't mad, are you?" He says, shaking your arm.

You let out a small giggle and he sighs loudly in annoyance. You turn back to look up at him and laugh louder when you see his annoyed face.

"Don't laugh! I thought you were angry at me." He mutters but a small smile slowly appears on his face.

"Am I even allowed to be mad at you on your birthday?" You ask, turning around completely so that you're facing him. He lies his head down on the pillow, his face inches from yours.

"No." He says softly. He absentmindedly threads his fingers through your hair and cups your cheek. A grin suddenly appears on his face. "And since you made me worry on my birthday, we have to do whatever I want to do today." He declares.

You nod. "Fair enough."

"Good," he says. He snuggles in closer to you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you in against his chest. He buries his face on top of your head. "First, we're going to go back to sleep until the guys come and then we're going to have a party and then we're gonna cuddle again." He says. You can hear his voice sounding sleepy already.

"Sounds like a plan." You mumble. You bury your face in his shoulder, and sigh happily.

Silence falls between you both and you really think he's gone to sleep before he suddenly speaks up again.

"Oh, and, I love you." He says lazily. You grin into his shoulder.

"I love you too." You reply. He starts stroking your hair again.

"You are the best present a birthday boy could have." He whispers as he finally drops off to sleep.

You chuckle at what was probably the weirdest compliment he had ever given you, and snuggle in closer before falling into a deep sleep yourself.
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I know Yoongi's b-day was a couple of days ago but pretend it still is for the sake of fanfiction.

~Lucy