Family [ksj+knj]

Family

Seokjin opened his eyes to his dark bedroom and smiled. Around his waist he could feel Namjoon's arm, it was heavy but not suffocating. Seokjin could feel Namjoon snoring on the back of his neck. It tickled. Seokjin turned over to face Namjoon. He was the cutest when sleeping. Well, he was the cutest whenever. Seokjin lightly pressed a chaste kiss to Namjoon's lips.

Seokjin really wished his schedule didn't wake him this early. It was normal for him to get up 2 hours before everyone else now, but that was only because it had become habit. He would get up and cook a warm breakfast for everyone for when they woke up every day. Namjoon scolded him for that habit, he knew it was because he cared, but cooking was the way Seokjin showed he cared. And he genuinely likes doing it. And even though Namjoon knew he woke up earlier than everyone he insists he sleep and rest because, "That's what Sunday mornings are for." That thought made a small giggle escape Seokjin's lips.

Seokjin sighed. It was hard to get Namjoon to let him take care of himself, but he loved the attention. Especially on bad days. Namjoon would call him princess in English and that always made him smile . . . or get really horny. Either way it made him feel better. Namjoon was like that, he knew exactly what Seokjin needed and when.

Seokjin smiled at Namjoon's hair which was everywhere (and he insisted he didn't have bed hair). Seokjin rolled his eyes and tried to tame it with his hand but it was fruitless. Namjoon's nose crinkled and he made a grumbling noise. Seokjin pulled his hand away and laughed silently. That got him back on track; He should get up and make breakfast before everyone got up. He was already awake, and everyone deserved to wake up to breakfast. Besides, Seokjin was hungry, like always.

Seokjin slowly pushed away from Namjoon and picked up his arm from around his waist. Slowly, ever so slowly Seokjin raised Namjoon's arm over his head. Suddenly, Namjoon stopped snoring and Seokjin almost dropped his arm. He barely dared to breath after that, but after a few moments he deemed himself safe. He started resuming his actions slowly. He had almost succeeded in putting down his arm when Namjoon opened his eyes. Startled, Seokjin released his arm.

Namjoon gave him a sleepy, mushy smile and closed his eyes again. "You aren't supposed to leave me." He mumbled. Seokjin thought he was adorable.

"Ah, right," He smiled and innocently laid back down settling into Namjoon's arms. "I almost forgot." He breathed sarcastically. Namjoon laughed lazily (it sounded more like and exhale than a laugh) and slipped and arm around Seokjin's back to hold him close. He opened his eyes again to look into Seokjin's.

"You were going to cook weren't you?"

"Maybe." Seokjin admitted sheepishly.

"Hyung, you don't need to do that, you know?"

Seokjin nodded and nuzzled Namjoon's chest, they both relaxed against each other. Namjoon started to run his hands through Seokjin's hair. "It's okay to rest," He soothed.

Seokjin sighed sleepily. With everyone's schedule chaotic it felt as if he didn't have time to take a break or didn't deserve one while everyone else was working so hard. But he had his boyfriend to remind him that it was okay. Seokjin felt Namjoon kiss the top of his head and his heart melted into a warm gooey mess. He placed his hand on Namjoon's waist and sighed out his nose again.

"I love you." Seokjin said softly. He heard Namjoon slur out a tired mumble that sounded something like, "I love you so much," Seokjin was pleased with that and closed his eyes slowly, ready to surrender to sleep. It was time to rest.

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3 hours later, the sun high in the sky, they woke up slowly. The faint sound of music drifted in from the living room and they smiled when they recognized it as one of BTS' songs. Silently, they agreed to get up.

They didn't get dressed; they sluggishly hobbled out of the bedroom, still half asleep. They followed the noise of hushed whispers to the living room. Some of them were on the couch and the rest were crowded around it. Half of them were talking and the rest were slumped over, still dreaming. Taehyung noticed them mid-sentence and smiled a smile so bright it could rival the sun. "Good morning!" He yelled at them earnestly. Everyone woke up after his outburst and said their greetings and phrases of endearment.

It made Seokjin want to cry, everyone looking at them and gathered around waiting, just like his Mom, Dad, and older brother used to. Just like a family.

He reached for Namjoon's hand and led him to a spot around the couch that wasn't occupied. They sat down and Seokjin sleepily leaned back onto Namjoon. "So, what were you guys talking about?" Namjoon asked and Seokjin felt his voice vibrate against his back.

Nobody answered, but they all looked at each other with sad smiles. Jimin looked down at his lap, "I wish every day could be like this one." He confessed. All five of them nodded, affirming their feelings. Seokjin couldn't help feeling the same way. "Well," He reached out and leaned over to ruffle Jimin's hair. "Let's enjoy it while we can." Jimin nodded smiling lazily.

Jungkook leapt up from his place on the couch to his feet. Everyone's eyes followed him. "I made you both some breakfast!" Suddenly, everyone voiced protests loudly and took turns slapping Jungkook's legs. "Yah!" Yoongi shouted boisterously. "You going to try to take all my credit?" Seokjin and Namjoon laughed powerfully when the situation became clear. Taehyung jumped up and ran to the kitchen and pointed to one of the dishes on the table.

"Eomma," Taehyung jokingly addressed Seokjin. "I chopped the onions just like you showed me how to!" He shouted excitedly. Hoseok ran in the kitchen next and pulled out a chair, then he raced to the other side and pulled out that chair too.

"You both do so much for us. Sit." He gestured to the set up. "Even if it's just this once." A short pause. Namjoon sat down and Jungkook rushed to push his chair in for him. Seokjin couldn't not  smile at how sweet this all was.

"Please?" Yoongi begged and stared into Seokjin's eyes. Seokjin couldn't refuse. It was strange to him, this whole waking up and getting served breakfast situation, but. . . Seokjin looked around the kitchen, everyone was there now. "they did this for me"  Seokjin realized. He sat and as he sunk down into the chair he felt it was the right thing to do. Maybe it was okay to be served breakfast sometimes.

Across the table Namjoon smiled and nodded his head in affirmation as if to say, "Yes, this is the right thing to do."  Seokjin smiled back saying, "Okay, I love you."  Yoongi turned around and rushed the rest out of the room. Seokjin knew Yoongi well, he was trying to give them privacy, but with a family like theirs privacy wasn't necessary.

Namjoon must have been thinking the same thing because he turned around in his seat to address the group leaving. "Why don't you guys join us, since you worked so hard and all?" He invited, smiling with his dimple showing.

Seokjin wanted to take a picture of this moment. This moment. Five children, that he has been with for years, were standing huddled in a clump, some shocked and some eagerly waited for food and Namjoon ushering them to come eat. He wanted to frame the picture of this big family. It was a beautiful family Seokjin knew he would have for a very long time.