Kids In The Dark || 2Jae

Chapter | 19 |

Youngjae's POV

"Youngjae." His soothing voice calls out in my subconscious. "Youngjae-ah~ wake up baby." Smiling, I stretch, knowing the owner of that voice.

"Mmm I don't want to." Immediately, my body reverts back into a fetal position. I could hear his slight chuckle before his arm wraps around my waist.

"Baby you have to wake up. It's an important day today."

"No it's not. It's only the..." My mind goes blank seeing as how I'm still half asleep.

"17th?" He laughs a little more and squeezes tighter around my waist.

"The... 17th?" My mind spins, not fully comprehending. "The 17th!" I jump up and look around at the area. Realizing it is still dark, I look at Jaebum and frown. "What time is it?"

"Uhhh midnight?" Anger bubbles to the surface and I smack Jaebum with the little might I have, climbing back into bed.

"Midnight? Are you crazy? I want to sleep!" He laughs and pulls me into his chest. My anger instantly fizzles as I snuggle in deeper to the warmth my boyfriend provides.

"But it's your birthday..." I could practically hear the pout in his voice.

"Wake me up in 10 hours." He chuckles into my bed head.

"Deal."

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"Youngjae~" Shifting under the blankets, I could tell he wasn't in the bed anymore. So where is that voice coming from? "Youngjae~ah"

My eyelids are heavy at first, blinking to a adjust to the light seeping in the windows. "What?" Annoyance is evident in my voice.

"It's time to wake up." When my eyes finally adjust, I see a shirtless Jaebum standing at the foot of the bed with a breakfast tray.

"Mmmmm yummy." I stretch and Jaebum walks over to my side. The breakfast consisted of a cheese and cilantro filled omelet with sliced tomatoes on the side. "The food looks good too." He chuckles and bounces on the bed next to me.

"Anything for you baby."

I dig into my food immediately, not realizing how hungry I was until presented with food. "What time is it?"

"Mmm around 10."

I stop the feast to look at his eyes. "I didn't mean to wake me up at exactly 10." He laughs and gets up, picking his forgotten shirt from on top of my dresser.

"Did we really have to be this messy last night?" My cheeks flush at the memory.

"We weren't that messy." He finds my underwear hanging on the door frame. "Ok fine. Then when we are getting undressed, you can neatly fold our clothing and come join me in bed." His cheeks also flush but he tries to hide it by throwing my clothes in the laundry bin. "But I'm warning you. I might have already started by the time you reach the bed."

He bites his lip and jumps on the bed, attacking me. My food was tossed aside as he mounts me, pushing my wrists against the headboard while kissing my neck. "Don't say those things." His open mouth kisses trail down to my chest, as if he can't get enough.