Sope One-Shots

When Words Aren't Enough

Note: This is...my glob this is so fluffy idk where this came from, but I did this for day two of sope week (That's right ya girl is still goin strong) It's a bit shorter than usual bc college is in the process of killing me lol but nevertheless, I hope you enjoy and I hope this makes you feel all warm and fuzzy, and especially if things are rough for you right now, I hope that this offers you a smile, even if it's a small one.

Please enjoy some sope fluff <3

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Yoongi wakes up to the early morning sun trickling in and across his skin like a soft beach wave, he wakes up to the smell of honey and clovers, all wrapped up in a warmth that seems too good, too pure, to be true.

Yoongi wakes up to his soon to be husband, to two arms sensing his movement, and wrapping even tighter around him.

But Yoongi, well, he couldn't say that he minded, not when his gummy smile was pressed to a warm, sun kissed chest that he sprinkled with feather light kisses. He wondered, just how he could sleep at night, every night, really, in the arms of the morning sun.

A small giggle shakes the chest Yoongi is pressed up against, moving to look up towards his person, eyes still heavy with sleep but a blissful smile, like the sun gently beaming through thin clouds as it grows ever more in the skys kingdom.

"Babe, it's Sunday morning, we don't have to get up so early." Hoseok rumbled in his sleep dipped voice, Yoongi just smiled, moving a strand of messy hair from the younger before letting his hand linger, thumb caressing his cheek.

"Just more time I get to spend with you, Seok Seok." Yoongi whispered, his smile sweet as Hoseok closed his eyes, relaxing into Yoongi's touch. Yoongi's  smile quickly turning that much more loving, that much more endearing as his gaze fell upon the ring that rested on his finger, the cool ring that he could feel on the youngers hand, pressed against his back.

And Yoongi wasn't very good with words, never had been, really, but he would always try with Hoseok, for Hoseok.

"I can't wait." He whispered, seemingly into thin air hoping that it would cross the physical distance between them, hoping that his message, his voice, his heart, it would be received.

And it may have been, because as soon as the words left Yoongi's lips, Hoseok's eyes fluttered open, without wasting a minute, a second, a breath, the youngers lips where on Yoongi's, catching his bottom lip in his own as he moved Yoongi down, hovering over the boy in their sun spilled room.

Once breathing became a necessity, Hoseok leaned back, his eyes void of anything lustful, of anything harmful, his eyes filled with a kind of love Yoongi didn't know if he deserved to be receiving. Than a pair of gentle lips pressing to Yoongi's forehead, traveling down his face, his cheek in a trail of butterfly kisses until Hoseok found the olders Jaw, pressing a million more kisses to his neck. Yoongi couldn't help but to let that patter of giggles in his chest, from the feather light kisses, tumble past his lips.

After a moment, or a couple moments, because Hoseok was thorough, not that Yoongi minded in the slightest, the younger moved to look into Yoongi's eyes, his deep brown orbs using the sun's soft sea to reflect their tiny stars, "I can't wait either." He whispered, before catching Yoongi's lips in a chaste kiss, cupping the boys cheeks as Yoongi melted under his touch, completely, melted.

Hoseok pulled away, just a sliver of air separating their lips, "But even a promise of forever, it doesn't seem long enough when the one I get to spend it with, is you." Ending his thought with a kiss to the corner of Yoongi's lips, Hoseok moved to hop off their shared bed.

Leaving Yoongi, well, rather breathless as he smiled at the boy who was putting on one of the green shirts Yoongi loved to wear, his gaze on Yoongi lingering with a soft smile before he left the room.

And Yoongi sighed, there were some things he struggled with saying, some things that he, quite frankly, didn't know how to put into words. How to fit an entire ocean in the confines of a four letter word, he had no idea how.

But this, this he knew. He knew his message was received, and he meant it, all of it, holding up his hand to gaze at the ring, it's soft features illuminated by the yellow sun, he couldn't wait.

Hoseok came back in, his sleepy expression now mixed in with a softness in his eyes as he held two cups of coffee. Moving to sit next to Yoongi who was now sitting up, his back against the headboard as he took the warm cup into his hands.

"You know," Hoseok started, drawing a hand up to run it through Yoongi's bangs, thumb resting on his cheek, a gentle caress that had Yoongi's heart flooding, flooding with warmth of every kind as the dam in his chest broke, flooding all the way up to Yoongi's gum filled smile, "I love you, you know that, right?"

If Yoongi thought that was a flood, than he misjudged, because this, this, looking into Hoseok's eyes as the sun slowly invaded their small world, illuminating Hoseok's cheeks, his lips, his nose, his dimples and Yoongi realized, he'd better get used to this. This pure, unexplainable bliss. Because, well, he had forever, a whole eternity, with that heart shaped smile that seemed to color his heart and build his world, "Yeah, I know."

And Hoseok liked to prove the impossible, Yoongi had noticed through the years, as the boys smile that already conquered his features, seemed to grow, spilling out the edges and into Yoongi's own chest as the younger bumped their foreheads together, giggling into the air because really? Who could experience this without that joy, that happiness bubbling in their chests and tumbling past their lips.

After a moment, Yoongi breathed, deep and filled, filled with Hoseok, with love, with that moment that he wanted to preserve forever until he realized, he had it. He had it, forever.

"What are you smiling so much about babe?" Hoseok asked, the smile of his own crinkling his eyes as he moved back slightly.

Yoongi shook his head, giggling yet again as he reached for Hoseok's hand, holding it tight, steady, firm against his own as he gazed towards their rings side by side. Hoseok seemed to notice, because after a moment, a moment filled with Yoongi's eyes on the brim of tears, thinking of that promise, that promise of forever, Hoseok moved their joined hands up to meet his lips, kissing Yoongi's ring with a tenderness that gave the olders heart a squeeze.

"You know," Yoongi started, not even thinking, not sure what he wanted to say or how to say it, the flood in his heart was washing ashore to his voice now, as it filled with everything, everything that was Hoseok, that was that moment, "You know I do too right? That I..."

And he stopped, not because he didn't mean it, or because he didn't want to say it, but because, Hoseok was looking at him now, and there was no words, Yoongi realized. There were no words that could build a bridge of understanding of just how much Hoseok meant to him. To just how much he would be willing, so willing, to give for his soon to be husband.

It seemed that again, Hoseok had received the message, the language they'd developed between them all too easy for him now as the younger leaned in, pressing lips to Yoongi's in a kiss that was so tender, so endearing that Yoongi couldn't help but to sigh, to feel himself give out under the youngers touch. Taking the hand that was interlaced with Hoseoks, he moved it up to the youngers hair, pulling him even closer as Hoseok's arm snaked around Yoongi's middle.

Like this, they fit. Perfect, Yoongi would admit, they didn't know what the future had in store, what horrors and what joys they would endure, but they knew, they both knew, that they wouldn't be alone. And Yoongi, smiling into the kiss, wouldn't have had anyone else, wouldn't have dreamed, really, of anyone else by his side.

Because in Yoongi's little world, Hoseok, he was the sun. Shining as he pulled away from the kiss, eyes soft and breath heavy, as Yoongi thought, maybe words will never begin to touch the surface, a hundred songs and a thousand poems could never describe it. But, it was worth a try, He, was worth a try. He was worth all of them.

"I love you, too."

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Note: Thank you so much for reading!! I hope you enjoyed this soft fluffy mess, please let me know what you thought <3