Bias (Yugyeom x Reader)

Nothing but pain

You closed your eyes tightly as you felt his body heat radiate onto you, immediately warming you up and sending a blush crawling up your face. Your breath hitched as his face snuggled into the back of your neck, shivers tumbling up and down your spine as you tried to figure out what was happening. 

Oh, that's right. Yugyeom is spooning me.

At first, you remained stiff, somewhat uncomfortable and completely shocked that he was doing this to you so shamelessly. However, his little snores began to soothe you and so you began to relax in his somewhat large, warm arms. 

As his warmth continued to spread to every corner of your body, you felt your eyelids grow steadily heavier. Each blink, each breath, tiring you out bit by bit. It didn't take long for you to give in to the temptations of the seductive embrace of sleep. 

-:- 

The light before your closed eyelids continued to grow ever brighter and brighter, however the soft breathing on your neck remained constant and steady. 

Breathing on my neck?

Your eyes shot up, wincing only momentarily due to the blinding sunlight that filtered through the large living room windows. 

The living room?

Your heart began to pound, you were sure the person behind you could feel the palpatations that were quite excessively echoing throughout your body.

 Deciding you couldn't bear feeling their arms around you any longer, you shot up in your seat, startling them awake and giving yourself the pleasant feeling of a blood rush. Looking toward the offending person who dared wrap you in their arms and breathe on your neck, you find Yugyeom rubbing the sleep from his big brown eyes. 

As soon as your eyes met his, you remembered the previous night and how you had both fallen asleep down here together, while spooning. To keep warm. You only spooned to keep warm. 

"Are you okay?" He asked, smiling at you tentatively as though he feared he had perhaps crossed the line in his sleep. 

You smiled, feeling guilty at having woken him up at what seemed to be so early in the morning, "I'm fine, I just forgot that I fell asleep down here for a moment."

"Oh," relief seemed to wash over him as his shoudlers relaxed effective immediately and his smile grew only wider and brighter.

"You can go upstairs and sleep for longer if you want." You offered, standing up and straightening you shirt in order to look somewhat better in front of him. 

"Don't we have rehearsals today?" He asked, pulling the blanket off of his legs, "I should stay awake."

"It's a free day today, you guys can either stay in and take a rest or I can take you out?" You presented him with both options, half hoping you could laze around but also wishing to go for a breath of fresh air in a field somewhere. 

"We should ask the other boys what they want to do," he answered after a moment of looking as though he were truly considering both options deeply, "but I personally would like to go out rather than stay cooped up all day." 

"That's most likely what the others will think too." You began to fold the banket you had both slept under and placed it back exactly where it had been the previous day. "Could you tell the boys while I cook breakfast?" 

"Sure," he smiled, pushing himself off the couch and throwing another meltingly sweet smile at you before leaving the room to inform the boys of the hazy plans for the day ahead. 

Picninc. Karaoke. Bowling. All options seemed too mundane for an idol group to take part in without getting bored. They're used to performing on huge stages in front of huge crowds, to taking big, luxurious holidays in hot, rich countries. Why and how could they find a picnic amusing?