Sure Thing • liskook.

10. Sunday Morning

this one has been hidden in my drafts for like 4 years lmfao and i dont remember why

genre: fluff
a/n: a little scenario based on my favorite song of all times
a/n: lol since most of the readers are from philippines and indonesia so I just realized is sunday morning right now there, well that's what my clock is saying so good morning!

(it had a banner but i deleted it IN CASE THEY REPORT ME AGAIN)

Naturally, no matter how cuddled and spooned they fell asleep, couples get apart in the middle of the night.

The struggle is the blanket.

Jungkook woke up a little from his heavy sleep when he realized he was frozing. He had gone cold through the night. So too sleepy to think that much, he reached for the tip of the blanket and pulled it to him. Of course he didn't notice that Lisa was wrapped in it like a burrito.

The thin girl rolled on the mattress until she hit the back of her boyfriend, who had just stolen the entire blanket to cover himself.

Unlike him, Lisa woke up with a frown and analyzed the situation, getting upset because that selfish person stole everything for himself.

Jungkook clearly didn't give a shit, he snuggled up and went back to sleep.

"Yah!" She complained, pushing him.

Jungkook growled in his sleep and turned around, of course he didn't expect the matress to end neither.

A loud noise was heard, Lisa got startled and woke up completely. She looked at her sides looking for the source of the noise and discovered that the matress was empty. Uh?

She leaned to her side and found her boyfriend on the floor, wrapped in the blanket, face down, sleeping on his arms. Lisa snorted, covering her mouth.

Jungkook literally just fell out and didn't care.

At least the mattress wasn't high, because yes, her boyfriend had decided that there were more relevant things to buy than a new bed.

Lisa looked at the time on her phone, it was nine o'clock and obviously the room was dark. Jungkook was the lord of darkness in person, not even moving to a new larger, spacious and luxurious dorm would change that and Lisa wasn't that much into it but his house, his choice.

Her stomach growled shamefully, she would have to go find something to eat. But first she had to move Jungkook, he would get sick on the floor.

"Baby," she called softly, moving closer to his side. "Jungkookie, come here "

He muttered something, raising his head even though his eyes were still closed. His hair was a mess and he looked extra cute.

"Kookie, come," she pulled his arm.

Luckily he was manageable in that state, he kept muttering intelligible things but let her move him, climbing back to the mattress and rolling in a fetal position, curled up with the blanket.

She stroked his hair, still laughing at the situation. What a dork.

Finally she put her denim shorts under Jungkook's huge T-shirt and checked herself in the mirror, picking up her hair in a ponytail and checking that nothing could be seen through the black fabric, trying to look decent. She was always embarrassed when her boyfriend's older members caught them in the middle of some compromising situation or something that made it clear that they had done something; nothing made her blush more than one of them pointing to a hickey. Jungkook didn't care but she did.