imagine ... breakfast with Yoongi.
It was no secret that Yoongi loved to eat, whether it be the crumbs that fell from your sandwich, or the jam from your doughnut, if it was edible, Yoongi was having it.
You walked down the stairs, a tired Yoongi clinging onto your hair with one hand, rubbing his eyes with the other. It was safe to say Yoongi wasn't a morning person, waking him up was a task and a half, and once he was up there was only one thing on his mind. Revenge.
You were sitting at the table, a bowl of Cheerios intact, Yoongi decided he fancied a swim, so there he was swimming about in the milk, pushing the remaining Cheerios away from your spoon. You obviously weren't going to eat them now that he was floating about in there, but humoured Yoongi nonetheless.
Morning times were far from Yoongi's favourite, but as long as he was with you, he was happy.