Upon waking up, Yoongi attempted to stretch his arms out, but quickly realized you were still clinging to one of his arms just like you were when you fell asleep last night. You tighten your grip and he smiled at your form. You were curled up with your back against his side, head on his shoulder and cuddling his arm.
Leaning his head forward, Yoongi kissed the back of yours. You immediately scrunched your eyebrows and grunted.
"Leave me alone or else I'm going throat punch you," you spoke in a raspy voice.
"You love me too much to do that," Yoongi cockily remarked as he smiled.
You gently turned around to face him, "Yeah, yeah I do," you sighed, "but that doesn't mean I won't punch you."
Yoongi only hummed in response before placing a gentle kiss on your lips.
"So, what do you want to do today?" He questioned.
You sighed sadly, "Can we just lay around? I want to be with you as much as I can before I have to go back tonight."
Yoongi nodded before wrapping his arms around you tightly.
"I wish you didn't have to leave."
"I do too," you agreed.
With this, you both fell silent. You didn't speak a lot during the day, but you stayed close and enjoyed the time you had left with one another. You observed and retained each memory you could. Like how his arms felt, how his hair smelled and what is laugh sounded like when it reverberated off the walls of the quiet room.
Leaving to the airport was the hardest. Saying goodbye is never easy. Four months can't go fast enough, but you hold hope always.
(A/N): hi, hello. I'm back partially. I don't know why I decide every year I should do everything that's offered, but here we are. I'm thinking I should write a thanksgiving themed chapter. Should I?
