seven ; friends

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" jaehyun, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up- "

i growled, shooting up, grabbing my pillow from behind me, and smacking a jumping yuta with it.

i leaned over to grab my pants on the floor and put them on over my boxers under the covers.

taeyong's limp arm was around my waist and i softened at his soft breaths as he slept.

" you're so lucky you didn't wake up tae, you would've been dead. "

" i'm not scared of you baby jae. "

i smirked, raising my eyebrow.

" i'm talking about taeyong, he would've killed you, literally. "

yuta's eyes widened as he realized the danger he could've put himself in.

" that's why none of the guys ever wake him up. i'm the only one allowed to wake him up. "

i eyed him more closely, noticing his cheeks were flushed pink and he was slightly out of breath.

" ten wear you out or something? you look like you just did something you don't want anybody to know about. "

his eyes darted wildly around the room before he slowly started backing out of the room.

i immediately gently took taeyong's arm off of me and ran towards yuta, grabbing his wrist.

" what happened between you guys, yuta? "

he stuttered over his words before blushing and trying to hide his face.

" nothing! nothing happened! "

my jaw dropped as ten came up, hair smoothed over his forehead, sliding his arm around yuta's waist and pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek.

" morning gorgeous. "

i raised my eyebrow as yuta giggled, ten slightly tickling his sides.

" sure, nothing happened. clearly. "

just as i was about to lecture the both of them, a raspy groan was heard behind me.

as if on key, i perked up, turning around.

" jae? "

as soon as he realized i wasn't in the bed, he shot up, looking around the room wildly.

" i'm right here, beautiful. "

his shoulders went down in relief, pouting and making grabby hands.

he looked absolutely breathtaking. the light from the window reflected off of his hair, creating a hue of lilac and white around him. his hair was messily done as he rubbed his eyes, veins etching into his skin.

" come here, i want my angel. how dare you move from the bed without waking me up. if i don't see your face as soon as i wake up, i get scared because you're not there. "

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