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Ethereal

Taehyung

I woke up to see everyone awake, except for me and Yoongi. I sit up, struggling because of Yoongi's strangely strong hold on my body. I looked out the windows, seeing rain still pouring down and big spheres of hail throwing themselves down to the street. Kissing Yoongi's nose, I left to eat a bowl of cereal, which was lying next to the table, bowls stacked up on a chair. I began to eat, watching the random ghost show on the TV.

"Tae, why don't you join us?" Hoseok asked, pointing to the computer on the floor.

I snicker, "What are you guys doing?"

Jin scoffs, "They're messing with people on Omegle. It's disrespectful."

I nod slowly, not really interested in anything right now. I sat on the couch, setting my bowl on the ground and rubbing my thumb over Yoongi's cheekbone. I looked at his closed eyes, then at his cute button nose, then moved to his soft, pink lips. I gave his plump lips a quick kiss, rubbing my nose on his nose. He giggled quietly, squealing. I lean back, pulling my hand up to his hair, tugging at the strands.

"Hi daddy," he mutters, burying his head in my side.

"Hi baby, how did you sleep?"

"Good! I wasn't scared at all!" he cheers, his voice slightly silenced by my shirt.

"That's good, do you want some breakfast?" I ask. He nods, springing up to head to the kitchen. I laugh, "Don't you remember? It's on the table right here prince."

"Oh yeah! I knew that!"

He grabs a granola bar off of the wooden table, falling onto the floor to sit. I sit next to him, arm wrapped around him securely. He leans his head on my shoulder, sighing quietly.

"Yoonie! How are you?" Jungkook asks, sitting on the other side of Yoongi.

Yoongi shrugs, "I'm okay."

"The storm is scary."

"Yeah," he shivers, his hand falling onto my thigh, squeezing tightly.

I rub his shoulder up and down, smiling, "Don't worry baby, you're okay."

Kookie nods, ruffling Yoongi's hair, "Yeah! We get to stay together for a long time and watch movies, and play video games, and play, and--and--!"

Jimin snickers, sitting next to Kookie, "You're excited aren't you?"

"Mhmm!"

I lie back down, relaxing slowly upon feeling the soft blankets. I close my eyes, stuck in a trance of dreams. I snake my arm around Yoongi's waist, pulling him down to lay down with me.

"Sleepy Daddy?" he asks quietly.

I shake my head, "Nope."

"Hm?"

I laugh, "I'm just cuddling you baby."

He nods, snuggling into my chest, breathing slowly. His hand crawls up to my chest, drawing small designs. I smile, opening my eyes to watch him. He continues tracing a figure eight on me, his tongue sticking out slightly. I put my hand on his hair, tugging at the beautiful strands. He giggles lightly, the sound more melodic than ever.

"You're so beautiful," I whisper, watching as he blushed a deep red.

"Ugh, you guys are so gross," a voice gags. I look over to see Namjoon fake gagging at us.

"Jin, come collect your man!" I yell, shooing them off.

Yoongi laughs silently, getting off of me and looking out the window.