Promise • 전정국 (DISCONTINUED)

44 | Ramen Noodles

"Life's long so take it slow."

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Y/N's POV:

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Picture after picture. This was just too good to miss.

I giggled softly as I watched Jungkook hold onto the pillow as if his life depended on it, his arm drooping over the bed slightly. My giggles turned into muffled laughs when a few moans escaped his mouth.

I stared at the multiple pictures I had taken on my phone, swiping on them so that I can view each and every single one. Regardless if a majority of them looked the same, I mentally told myself that I wouldn't delete any.

"Roach? Is that you?"

I looked up at his voice, smiling.

"Good morning, Kookoo." I reached my arm over, stroking his hair with my hand.

"How long have you been kneeling there?" He asked with a sleepy and monotone voice.

"For a bit. You're cute when you're sleeping. You know, when you're not actually talking." I tilted my head to the side with a grin.

His eyes stayed hooded as he gave off a lazy chuckle, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he revealed his teeth. "I guess those few minutes of sleep were needed after all."

"Few minutes?" I asked in disbelief. "You were asleep for about an hour and a half, silly."

His eyes widened and he quickly sat up, throwing his legs over to the side, planting his feet onto the ground. "Why didn't you wake me up sooner?"

"I didn't want to disturb." I gestured a slapping motion with one of my hands, waving off his question.

His eyes wandered over to the clock on his nightstand. "It's late."

"No kidding." I stood up.

"What happened to the surprise you promised me?" He pouted.

"I have it." I reached for his hand, eloping it with mine as I pulled him upwards. "It's in the kitchen."

"It better not be the cookies."

"It's not." I laughed.

When we arrived at the kitchen, I pointed towards the kitchen island table, where there was a cup of ramen; chopsticks resting over the lid.

"Is that-"

I nodded as he walked up to the table with his mouth hung open lightly.

"Ramen?!" He removed the chopsticks from the lip, placing them to the side before spinning the cup in his hands, inspecting it. "And they're chicken flavored?! You remembered!"

"How could I forget?"

"Well, it's just been a while since we had ramen together."

I rolled my eyes playfully. "What can I say? I have a good memory."

"I can see that." He lifted the lid, blowing on the hot noodles, causing some steam to flow out. "Where did you get the ramen from?"

"I went out to get some for you. You seemed pretty knocked out so I took that advantage. Besides, I had to kill some time for the cookies to warm up."