road trip.

[44] baby lion

ME YOU | SAN E FT. BAEK YERIN
"oh boy, im kinda new to this.
how should i say this?
ill just be honest,
baby, i think im in love."

taehyung focus
it's not a surprise to taehyung when he wakes up at 6:34am to find heavy legs and arms curling around his body, completely locking him into place against jungkook's front. it was expected, really: both he and jungkook were pretty much half asleep when they had stumbled around the apartment last night, trying to find the pull out couch in the darkness. and when they finally succeeded in finding the bed/couch, both fell on top of the bouncy wadding and dozed off immediately, without a concern for where the other was.

now, lying entangled with jungkook's 'octopus' like limbs, taehyung should probably freak out, push jungkook away and screech loudly until the whole apartment awakens. but he doesn't do that (thank god). instead, he lies there flush tight against an unsuspecting jungkook, utterly still save for the occasional shudder when he feels the cool zipper of jungkook's leather jacket scrape against his warm hand.

being warm, inhaling jungkook's familiar scent of cologne and sweat, and the feeling of being wrapped between very heavy (but hella nice) arms and being pressed up against someone's (firm) chest is sorta comforting in a way that taehyung likes. it's like jungkook's presence is acting like a firm reminder that taehyung's grounded, that taehyung's here, wedged between the younger's arms.

feeling content and comforted by the boy, taehyung snuggles further beneath the fuzzy blanket he was currently swamped in and closes his bleary eyes shut. with the scent of faded cologne meeting his sense of smell, taehyung drifts away to dreamland once again.

but little does he know that jungkook awakens a couple of seconds later.
the younger stirs upon feeling someone warm inch a little closer to his body, pressing theirselves into his tight hug.
it's a good feeling; holding someone in their sleep — it's like he's protecting them in a way with his assuring arms bound round them.

it's a little thing he's been doing unintentionally since he was a child; he used to do it to his parents and junghoon when he was younger, he used to do it with his little cousins who slept over during celebrations, he used to (awkwardly) do it with a bunch of late night flings, he used to do it with haneul.
he didn't realise he was doing all this until he woke up to haneul one day, complaining loudly that he was suffocating her and being childishly clingy. the next day, jungkook had ordered one of those body pillows online to hug and use for a substitute instead, not wanting to make his (now ex-)girlfriend uncomfortable.

now, with lidded eyes, jungkook blinks at the sight of taehyung sleeping soundly in his arms — he should move away, squeal, do the whole freak-out but right now, he doesn't bother to question it nor move away from the sleeping older. instead, in a half conscious state, a hazed jungkook simply burrows his face closer to taehyung's neck, inhaling his familiar scent (off vanilla with an undertone of something sweet).

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both finally drag their asses out of the pull out couch and engage in some kind of morning activity once the clock hits 10am.
jungkook who had woken up first, hurriedly disentangles himself from the still sleeping taehyung and bounds into the bathroom on slight freak out mode that taehyung might wake up and somehow know that jungkook had clung to him like a (very warm and nice smelling) teddy bear during the night.

however, taehyung doesn't wake up — he doesn't wake up until ten minutes later when he hears sudden bass heavy music thump out of jungkook's phone — the tune reverberating through the thin walls they were enclosed in. an alarmed taehyung furrows his brows, lifting his head up and gazing around the apartment sleepily, wondering where the horribly upbeat music was coming from.