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"What are you doing!?" You jumped at the loudness. "I'm making breakfast, now shut up and sit down," you commanded, going back to your"cooking." I waited almost an hour for you to finish. You came back with a pout on your face. "What did you do now Yoongi..." You just continued pouting, pulling me into a hug. "It can't be that bad." You walked me into the kitchen to show me the food. Nothing was edible. "Yoongi how do you manage to burn food that bad," I laughed. You thumped my forehead as your pout became more visible. I rubbed my forehead still laughing. "As if you could do better," he shouted going into our shared room. I followed after him trying to stifle my laughter. "Aw... Did I make my baby sad?" You hid turned away from me on the bed. "Yoongi! Don't be like that. It's not my fault you can't cook," I giggled. "Stop laughing at me," you whined. I rolled my eyes as I slowly made my way towards you. You laid on the bed with your back facing me. "Don't do that! I'll make it up to you. How about we cuddle. I know you can't resist my cuddliness," I whispered into your ear. You slightly turned your head, but turned it back to fall on the pillow. I sighed at your stubbornness. "We can cuddle as long as you want..." I tempted. You quickly turned over pulling me down next to you. I let out a small yelp at the suddenness. "I hope you didn't make any plans, because we are going to be like this all day." I gave him a small smile. "As long as you don't cook, I'm fine," I laughed. You let out a loud groan. "Oh, shut up! You know I love you and your horrible cooking." You kissed my nose. "And I love you too."
