Yoongi awakens to the warmth on sunlight creeping in through the crack of the curtains. Groggy and still half asleep, he manages to catch a glimpse of the time. It’s still unacceptably early and there was no way in Hell anyone or anything was going to get him out of bed and force him to face the day.
So he rolls over, pulling the covers over his head to shield himself from the ungodly brightness of the sun. Yoongi stretches out his arm beneath the covers and comes into contact with soft, warm skin. Hoseok is always warm. Due to this, Yoongi ended up dubbed him as his own little portable heater.
Almost ghost like, Yoongi’s fingers dance over Hoseok’s skin, from his chest down to his hip bone. Yoongi keeps his eyes closed, imagining behind his closed lids what Hoseok looks like right now. He already knows, he’s remembered from memory even dip and grove of Hoseok’s body.
But his body never gets boring, there’s never a moment when Hoseok is naked in Yoongi’s presence where Yoongi doesn’t think fuck to himself. Even after how long they’ve been together, there has always been that teenage excitement still there, still flourishing brightly.
Yoongi loves that about them.
Nothing about their relationship has went dull and there’s nothing that they’ve grew out of either. Even the butterflies in their stomachs and the burn of blushed cheeks whenever Hoseok compliments him. It’s all still there and sometimes, Yoongi still feels like they’re in the first steps of their relationship when everything is new and amazing because they’re honestly still like that. Almost nothing has changed apart from that they’ve just learned more about each other.
Such as, when they first started dating each other, Yoongi never knew how warm Hoseok actually was. After sharing the same bed together for the first time, Yoongi honestly woke up in a hot sweat because of how much warmth was radiating off Hoseok.
And Hoseok never knew how cold Yoongi always was. He was that asshole that would put his cold feet on his legs and his cold hands up his shirt, whining about how cold he was. Hoseok never complained, though, just whined and worried about how Yoongi never seemed to be warm at all.
Everything else just came along with time. Their favorite meals, morning routines, favorite films, how they have their coffees and how ruined Yoongi’s sleeping pattern was because he never seemed to be able to get to sleep early. Hoseok quickly turned Yoongi’s sleeping pattern around, though. Because Hoseok always slept early and Yoongi couldn’t ignore Hoseok’s calls to come to bed.
All in all, Yoongi was really glad he’d found someone as great as Hoseok. He kept as smile on Yoongi’s face, even on his worse days, and kept his cheeks warm from Hoseok’s insistent cheek kisses.
But what Yoongi really did love the most was their mornings together. Taking into consideration that Yoongi despised mornings. Being a night person mostly, that was ultimately surprising to himself. Honestly, though, it wasn’t too surprising because, well, his mornings were spent with Hoseok and that was his ultimate favorite thing to do apart from creating music.
Saturday’s were always the best, though. Saturday’s, no one was in a rush to get anywhere. There was never any plans made and it meant they could sleep in and ignore the entire world for a full twenty four hours and just drown in each others company. Yoongi really loved that. He loved waking up to Hoseok’s long eyelashes and his tousled hair. Hearing his sleep stained voice and feeling his warm hands on his body. Saturday’s were always so perfect, for both of them.
Saturday’s were walking around in one of Hoseok’s old shirts and being pulled onto the sofa for a make out sessions. Saturday’s were cheeky ass grabs in the kitchen and playing footsie under the table. Saturday’s were watching their favorite films and drinking hot chocolate. Saturday’s were ordering pizza and catching up on TV shows that they’ve missed out on. Saturday’s were trying to clean the house with loud music on but always ending up on some type of surface, kissing and touching in every possible place available.
