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oppa pt 2 - yoonnie

"She's drunk."

Jennie was limp almost on the couch, her arms curled around her body as she peacefully blacked out from over drinking.

Jisoo sighed. "Our manager will kill us if we try to take her home like that."

"Sleepover! Come on Chae, let's go—"

"Absolutely not, ya'll ain't about to fuck in my room." Hoseok flicked at Jimin's forehead when the boy tried it. He groaned still holding Chaeyoung's sober hand, him being slightly intoxicated.

"Come on hyung, go sleep with Jungkook for tonight."

"No!" He argued in a hush tone knowing Jennie was still sleeping. "My precious acorn bags are on display and you are too frisky in bed to trust you to keep shit clean."

"Namjoon, can we borrow your studio?"

"Just don't touch any of the hardware."

"Night bitches."

Jimin fled with a flushed girlfriend at his hands, the others starting to contemplate a sleeping arrangement.

"We should sabotage Yoongi." Jin whispered while looking at Jennie who was sleeping so calmly, she didn't even look drunk. "We should stick her on top of him."

"I mean, he's sleeping anyway." Lisa butted in taking another drag of beer. "How mad could he get?"

Hoseok laughed. "Furious. But hey, who gives a shit."

"Kook, you know the drill."

The bunny toothed boy saluted the group before taking Jennie like a pillow in his arms. They all followed as they dropped her on Yoongi's bed where his back was facing the empty space.

They were thanking the gods now that they learned he was a deep ass sleeper who likes to cuddle anything on the bed. Especially in his legs.

Jungkook adjusted the feather light woman in a comfortable position before stealing parts of Yoongi's cover and throwing it over her. They smirked at the scene before leaving the two to delve into dreamland.

When the darkness engulfed the room, Jennie tossed feeling a difference in position finding something plushy to lay her head against. Yoongi didn't realize, in deep slumber, turning on his side to meet a head joined at his head pillow. He slowly peered his eyes open to scold who he assumed was Jungkook again. But to his unknown satisfaction, he saw the woman he fell asleep thinking about, lips pouted and eyebrows frowned, the highlights of her face being apparent by the shining moonlight through the window.

Yoongi lifted his gentle fingers to move her hair past her softly snoring nose and cozied her in the comfort of his blanket, a rare thing he never did with even Jungkook. She moaned slightly, her lips turning when she found her sleep far more comfortable than before. She buried her face in Yoongi's chest suddenly, her arm now sling over his hips.

He froze for a second, trying to slow down his heart afraid it might wake her up. He took a deep breath in before engulfing the small girl into his arms like a pillow he used to hug at night.

"Yoongi?"

Oh my god, she was conscious, he thought.