BTS Imagines & Reactions II 💘

🌊 yoongi 🌊

Warning: soft :)

I'm in the living room sipping tea and watching The Act. It's 1 in the morning, but somehow I can't seem to sleep.

Suddenly a phone call jolts me from the couch.

Who's calling me at 1 AM?

I picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID at the top.

Yoongles 🐱

Wait. Wouldn't he be asleep by now?

I picked up the phone.

"Hello?" I spoke.
"Sorry to bother, but I can't sleep tonight."
"Really? I can't either. But what do you need me to do?"

There was a short, but kinda long pause in between responses.

"Knowing you, you'll take it the wrong way, but could you sleep with me for the night?"

I let out a laugh. I know, I know, I'm dirty-minded, but I can't help it.

"Whatever you want, Yoongles."
"Don't call me that."
I pout, but he can't see me. "Why?"
"I'm not your cat, Y/N."
"Not my fault you look like one..."

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I drive to his car in the midst of the night, the sky a dark shade of blue. A few stars sprinkle in the sky.

I don't even bother knocking, I just used the spare apartment keys he gave me and pushed open the door.

I open the door to his bedroom and I saw Yoongi laying there, eyes wide open, no sign of fatigue. When he saw me, his face lit up.

"Y/N~" he whined. "Come cuddle me."

I rolled my eyes and got up on the bed. "God, you're so needy."
"Shut up."

He placed his head in the crook of my neck and I held him close, playing with his hair. He let out a sigh and pulled the blankets up to his nose.

"Comfy?" Yoongi nodded, nuzzling his head into my neck, inhaling.

"You smell nice," he said. "Like peaches."

I chuckled and kept playing with his hair. "And you say you aren't soft."

He pulls the fluffy blanket way from his nose, pouting. "Hey, stop hurting my feelings." Yoongi never really did aegyo, but whenever he did, my heart would always melt.

I kissed his forehead and nose. "Just go to sleep already."
"I'm not gonna sleep until you do."

I rolled my eyes. "Fine, fine..."

Yoongi closes his eyes and I turned off the lights and closed my eyes soon after.

"Good night, Y/N."
"Night, Yoongles."

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I wake up to kisses on my forehead and fingers combing my hair. I open my eyes to find myself laying in Yoongi's lap, his head hovering over mine. He gave me a smile.

"Good morning, dreamer."

I rubbed the remaining sleep from my eyes. "Good morning, Yoongles," I said. "How'd you sleep?"
"Really good, actually. How about you?"
"I knocked out so fast, I don't remember falling asleep. In other words, it was the best sleep I've had in a while."

Yoongi chuckled. "You talk a lot in your sleep," my eyes went wide.

Shit. I hope I didn't say anything I regret...

"I woke up to you mumbling my name in your name and then following that an, 'I love you'."

I blushed. "O-oh, uh..."
"I love you too, Y/N. I always have."

"You-"

I didn't get to finish my sentence as Yoongi had leaned down to kiss me. I was hesitant at first, but I responded.

I was absolutely intoxicated and I didn't want him to pull away from me.

This is by far the best morning of my life.

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Again, I don't know what this is, but it's soft. So... did you enjoy?