Jimin opens his eyes and sighs. He must've fallen asleep during the afternoon, he sees the book he had been reading half open on his lap. Jimin sends a quick look at the clock on the wall and sees that he actually has to start getting ready for work, so he moves to get off the bed but stops when he notices the weight on his belly.
Yoongi is sprawled all over the bed, his face pressed on Jimin's stomach, lips parted and chest rasing and falling slowly. Jimin smiles to himself and pushes some strands of black hair away from Yoongi's brow. The vampire scrunches his nose in his sleep but doesn't wake up.
"Yoongi?" Jimin tries "Babe, wake up."
Yoongi just sighs deeply and wraps his arms around Jimin's waist, hiding his face in Jimin's shirt.
"I know you're awake."
"'m not." Yoongi slurs, voice thick with sleep.
"You are. Come on, get off me, I have to go to work."
"Fuck that." Yoongi retorts "Sleep with me a bit more."
"How did you even fall asleep, weren't you working in the studio?"
Yoongi hums "Came to see if you wanted something to drink but you were napping. Thought I'd follow your example." Yoongi breathes in "You're so soft."
"Shit, stop being so cute." Jimin giggles "But seriously, I need to go."
"Nah. Stay with me. We can cuddle."
"Yoongi."
Yoongi grumbles something before he finally rolls off of him, blinking at him with sleepy eyes "I hate you."
"Not what you said last night." Jimin gets off the bed and goes to Yoongi's closet, opening it and finding his spare clothes in the sports bag he brought from his place. He hears Yoongi moving on the bed, sheets rustling. Yoongi has a habit of rolling around on the mattress when he's still half asleep, stirring and making all kinds of cute noises that have Jimin cooing at him. Fuck his stupid boyfriend for being cute, Jimin has never heard of a vampire being this cute, it should be illegal.
Jimin takes off his loose t-shirt and quickly puts on the black dress shirt, working the buttons fast. He strips of his ripped jeans and puts on the faux leather pants, tucking the shirt in. From the bed, Yoongi hums.
"Like what you see?"
"Very." Yoongi replies with a sigh "How did I get so lucky, mh?"
Jimin rolls his eyes "Compliments won't make me stay here, Yoongi."
Yoongi scoffs "Then why am I even bothering?"
"Prick."
"Don't be mad at me, doll, my poor heart couldn't take it." he says with that flat voice of his, Jimin grins to himself as he walks to the mirror and takes a look at his reflection.
"My eyes are so fucking puffy, you should've woken me up." Jimin grumbles, hurrying to the bathroom where he has some of his make up and toiletries.
He hears Yoongi from the bedroom mumbling something about him trying, but Jimin ignores him and splashes his face with cold water, dabbing it dry with a towel, then he starts applying some dark grey eyeshadow to the creases of his eyelids, trying to mask the obvious swollen state of his eyes.
Satisfied, he walks back to the bedroom and he finds Yoongi curled up on the bed, a pillow between his thighs, staring at his hands with his lips pursed.
"Are you actually pouting at me?"
Yoongi shrugs.
"For going to work?"
