Blunt

Hoseok

Yoongi and I talk for a long while in hushed tones, and he slowly drifts off to sleep still sitting on my lap.
He is so tiny and cute. I adore the way he fits into me. I take off his glasses and place them on the side table, and move us to Jin's spare bedroom (that is practically ours).
Jin went to his room long before yoongi fell asleep. He seemed a bit on edge today. They both seemed on edge when i came here. But i dont pay much attention to it. It must be something related to their university work.
I told yoongi yesterday that i wouldnt be able to make it back until 3 days more, but i just wanted to surprise him.
After 2 years of meeting him, i still consider myself the luckiest man.
I put him down softly on the bed, put a pillow close to him, that he immediately snuggles into, and then pull the covers over him.
I slowly walk to the bathroom, and change out of my clothes to some jammies and freshen up a bit.
When i return to the room, yoongi is sitting up, groggy with sleep and pouting.
"Oh, go back to sleep." I scold him.
"Need you!" He pouts again and it makes me laugh.
I move to the bed and lie down, and he immediately throws himself on me. Holding me so tight, that i feel he fears i will leave him.
I let him settle down, his head on my chest and arms and legs wrapped around me in a snake like fashion.
I love yoongi's clingy sleepy self.
The difference in him from the time i met him is unbelievable. He appeared so cold and detached. So broken and lonely. I am happy that i was able to break through his walls and make him smile and laugh.
I am gonna take him to a nice dinner tomorrow. Treat him, make up for the 2 long weeks of absence.
I plan out the day in my mind, thinking of the tiny lil things he loves to do and it brings a smile to my face.
He is my sweet pale angel. And i plan on treating him with the utmost care and love he deserves. I stare at him, his lips soft and pretty, slightly parted. His skin smooth and glowing. He really is beautiful.
I bring my finger up and lightly glide it over his lips. He lets out a small snore and i cant stop the laugh that escapes me.
He snuggles in closer from my movements and i finally close my eyes.
I think about my weeks away from him and the guilt of not being able to tell him about it eats at me. But he can never know the purpose of my visit this week. If he ever knows why i go away on short notice and come back weeks later, i am scared he will leave me.
My grip on him tightens at this thought.
I let myself give in to sleep as well, loving his tiny warmth on my side. Savoring it to the fullest. Because i dont know what will happen to me, if he decides to leave me.