VHope Fluffshots

Interruptions

Dreary morning light leaked from the part in the off-white curtains, sending a cloudy glow to float through Taehyung's cozy bedroom. Yeontan was tucked into the far corner of the bed, right by his owner's feet. The little ball of fluff snored lightly, completely oblivious to the slowly-opening door, revealing a sleepy Hoseok. 

Hoseok crept into his boyfriend's room and shut the door back, praying his footsteps wouldn't wake the dog or his sleeping beauty of a boyfriend. 

Once he made it to the low-sitting bed, he paused to admire how peaceful his boyfriend looked while he slept.

Taehyung was on his stomach, mouth open slightly with his cheek smushed up against his pillow. One of his long arms was thrown over Hoseok's Mang pillow, which the older had been searching for last week. Taehyung had on his cute TaTa pajamas, which were partly covered by the black and white-striped duvet. 

A huge smile found its way across Hoseok's face as he took the time to memorize how beautiful Taehyung was in that moment. He knew better than anyone that the younger had been having trouble sleeping well for the past few months; he knew how utterly exhausted he was. Seeing his love finally sleeping soundly lessened Hoseok's worries and thankful that they had a week off. 

As carefully as he could, he removed the Mang pillow from Taehyung's death-grip and slipped underneath the covers in its place, positioning Taehyung's arm over his own waist. 

Taehyung groaned and yawned, his brown eyes fluttering open and set in a sleepy glare. Hoseok chuckled and pushed his boyfriend's wild hair out of his eyes. "Good morning, baby boy," he muttered, earning a whine and the arm over his waist to tighten, pulling him closer to his barely-awake boyfriend. 

"Hyung," Taehyung whined, shifting to lay on his side and gaze into his boyfriend's bright eyes. Hoseok smiled and rested a hand on the younger's ass, rubbing it like he always did when they had time to cuddle like this in the mornings. 

That earned a content hum from Taehyung, who closed his eyes and pulled his lips into a content smile. "Pretty baby," the older sang, kissing Taehyung briefly. 

Hoseok couldn't help but giggle when he felt the heat radiating from the younger's cheeks; Taehyung was blushing hard. "Shut up, hyung. I'm trying to go back to sleep," he grumbled, resting his forehead against his boyfriend's. 

The older simply rolled his eyes and kissed Taehyung one last time before he closed his own eyes, soaking in the moment. 

Moments like this were few and far-between. 

Usually, one of the other members would beat Hoseok to the task of rousing Kim Taehyung out of bed. They'd be rushing and never get a chance to at least pat each other on the shoulder as a good-morning greeting. Or Jin, Jimin or Jungkook - sometimes even two or all of them - would be laying with Taehyung in bed. 

Just the two of them together was difficult to obtain without any interruptions, so Hoseok indulged himself. 

The peaceful atmosphere, the warmth, the way he was held and the way he held his boyfriend, he cherished it all. "I love you," he whispered, lips brushing against Taehyung's. 

And then Taehyung sneezed in Hoseok's face. 

"AH!" Hoseok yelled, jolting so hard he fell out of bed. He hit the ground with a thump, laying there as he tried to force his soul back into his body. 

Taehyung leaned over the side of the bed, face almost purple he was laughing so hard. Tears pricked the corners of his eyes, loud, boisterous laughter filling up the room. 

Yeontan jumped off the bed and padded over to Hoseok, who pouted as he wiped his face with his sleeve. 

"Babe!" he whined, sending his laughing boyfriend a glare, which really did nothing but make Taehyung laugh harder. 

"Oh, Hobi-baby!" Taehyung wheezed, burying his face in the pillow as he continued to laugh, "Holy shit, I'm gonna pee." 

Hoseok continued to pout to himself as he sat there, scooping Yeontan into his arms to nuzzle his face in the soft fur. "You're so mean to me, Tae. At least Tanie cares," he said, much like an upset child. 

Just then, the door burst open, revealing Jimin, Jungkook and Yoongi, who was tucked into the youngest's side.

"Hyung, I thought there was an earthquake!" Jimin said, crouching down to pull Hoseok up off the floor. 

Taehyung was still laughing psychotically. "No, my boyfriend is just a meanie," the older of the couple said, sticking his tongue out at Taehyung. 

"Preach," Yoongi mumbled, earning a, "Hyung!" from Jungkook. 

Jimin jumped on Taehyung, pinning him to the bed. "What did you do to upset our golden hyung?" he growled, tugging his best friend's earlobe. 

The younger of the two whined in discomfort, trying to get Jimin to let go. "Nothing! I swear!" he insisted, but Hoseok scoffed. 

"You sneezed in my face!" he yelled, moving to stand on Jungkook's free side. 

"That's it!" Jimin screeched, sitting up to beat Taehyung with his own TaTa pillow. "You - don't - be - mean - to - sunshine!" he yelled, emphasizing his words with a hit to Taehyung's face. 

"Hey, hey, hey!" Namjoon said as he stepped into the room, followed by an aggravated Jin. 

"Enough," he grouched, sleepily walking over to lift a kicking and screaming Jimin off of Taehyung. Jimin immediately stopped struggling and sighed happily as Jin halted his assault on his best friend. 

Namjoon just sighed in defeat. 

"Okay, Jimin, stop beating people. Kookie, put Yoongi-hyung back to bed. Tae, stop upsetting your boyfriend. Hoseok-ah, please stop screaming. I'm going back to bed, it's seven in the fucking morning." With that, he stalked out of the room. 

"Can I lay with you, hyung?" Jimin asked Jin, who nodded and carried him to his room. Yoongi gave Hoseok a hug and a friendly peck on the cheek, then left the room with Jungkook. 

Once they were alone, Taehyung rolled onto his back with a sigh, holding his arms out for his cute boyfriend. "Hyungie," he sang, making grabby hands for the older. "Please come here." 

There was no way Hoseok could stay mad, not when the younger looked at him like that. "Fine," he grouched, walking back over to the bed. 

He hummed as he crawled into his boyfriend's arms, immediately being ensconced in warmth and comfort only the younger could ever bring him. 

"Can we go back to sleep now?" Taehyung mumbled, hiding his face in Hoseok's hair. 

"Only if you don't sneeze in my face again." 

"You know I love you." 

"Do I?" 

"Hyung!" 

"I love you too, TaeTae."