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"It's negative three degrees outside (a/n: 26 degrees to all you fahrenheit users aka Americans)." You said while looking at the temperature on your phone.
The temperature didn't bother you though for you were inside, laying in bed with your boyfriend Johnny under the covers. However, you did need to do some Christmas shopping and you really didn't want to face the coldness outside.
"So what? We'll be warm as long as we stay in bed together." His arm lazily wrapped around your waist.
You sighed loudly, his suggestion sounding better than ever. "I wish I could, but I still need to buy some presents."
Johnny didn't even move. His chest slowly raised and fell with every breath he took as his arms remained wrapped around you.
"John, I need to go." You stated to your and his dissatisfaction.
He simply hugged you tighter. "You don't really need to go. Who are you buy gifts for that are so important?"
Even though you were facing away from him, you still rolled your eyes. "Yours, dumbass."
He groaned at that. "I already have the best gift ever and it's right between my arms."
Your cheeks started heating up at his statement, but you wouldn't give your boyfriend the satisfaction. "Johnny, you're so cheesy."
"I was talking about my pecks, actually. These tiddies are the best- OUCH!" The boy was interrupted when you pinched his arm. "No need to get aggressive." He rubbed at the reddening spot.
"I hate you." You said playfully trying to escape his grip, but he wouldn't let you go so easily bringing you even closer, if possible, to his chest.
"I love you, y/n, say it back."
After a groan, you complied. "I love you too, Johnny."
"That's all I wanted." He started. "If you promise to go later buy the present, I promise I'll go with you."
"Johnny, that defeats the whole purpose of it being a surprise." At that point though, you had already made yourself comfortable in his arms.
"Ugh, fine." The boy groaned. "But can you please go later and not now? I really want to cuddle.
Looking over your shoulder, you spotted his pouty face and that was when your mind fully made the decision to remain im your boyfriend's arms. "Fine."
Taeyong
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You had planned a hot beverage date with your friends about a week prior, but when you woke up at 11 in the morning, facing your lover as he was in deep sleep with his arm resting on your hip, you changed your plans to stay in with him for another stay at home date.
After he woke up and after you both were done freshening up, he hit you with a question.
"Aren't you supposed to be with your friends now?"
He caught you, but you were sure he wouldn't mind.
"I just wanted to stay home with you, today."
"That's what you've been saying every day for the past week." Taeyong spoke between chuckles. "You can go out and have fun, you know?"
You frowned. You were having fun whenever you spent time with him. He was great company and you loved every second that you spent with him.
"But I prefer having fun with you." You said walking towards him and hugging him, your chin on his chest.
Hugging you right back, he looked into your eyes sighing. "Fine, then let's have some fun."
Taeyong decided it would be fun to cook something even though you fought against it since you would probably burn the kitchen down when he wasn't looking.
"Ok, pass me the flour." He requested but his extended hand didn't feel the bag being placed in it.
You, his helper and the person who was supposed to pass him the flour, were too busy checking him out with his Christmas themed apron tightly tied to his torso.
"Y/n, stop eating me with your eyes, we need to get this done." He chuckled while snapping you out of your trance.
After finishing the baking process, it was time to wait for the cookies to be cooked which in your mind only meant one thing: cuddles, and luckily for you, Taeyong was thinking the same.
He hugged your form and cuddled you on the couch while Home Alone played for the nth time, your eyes and his ones closing slowly and tiredly only to shoot open once the fire alarm started to beep.
At least you got to spend quality time with your boyfriend, even though the cookies ended up looking like charcoal, right?
