nct imagines

kun - one morning

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you woke up when your arm grabbed onto something soft. you opened your eyes and looked beside you to see your blanket in your hand and an empty spot.

he isn't here...

you frowned and flipped over. you grabbed your phone off of your desk and unlocked it. you went into your contacts and pressed kun's name and facetimed him.

the call answered after a few seconds but instead of seeing your boyfriend, you saw yang yang instead. "oh hey yang yang," you spoke.

"good morning y/n," he waved and smiled at you.

"where's kun?" you asked. the camera flipped and you saw kun. he was fast asleep on his bed with his body sprawled all over. his blanket and pillow were no where to be seen.

yang yang sat down on kun's bed and slapped kun's stomach. kun just stirred and mumbled something that you couldn't make out. he flipped onto his side. you just pulled up your blanket and continued watching.

"hey, your girlfriend is on facetime. you should wake up," yang yang spoke to him. kun made a weird sound which made you confused. "here, this is what we're going to do," yang yang said. you watched as yang yang put the camera back on him and placed the phone in front of kun's face. "there ya go," yang yang said and walked away.

"qian kun, aren't you going to wake up?" you asked. kun didn't budge. "kunnnnnnn. qian kunnnnnnnn." you sighed. "QIAN KUN!" you yelled.

you watched as kun slowly opened one eye. "hey babe," he spoke and closed his eye.

"i love you," you said.

"i love you more," kun said to you.

you raised an eyebrow, "oh really now? it looks like you like sleeping more."

kun made fish lips before he opened his eyes. "are you doing anything?" he asked.

"i just woke up," you answered.

"i can tell. your hair's a mess," he said and grabbed his phone. he rolled and laid on his back while brushing his other hand through his hair. "do you have work today?" he asked. you shook your head. "great, i'm coming over."

"no, i'm still in bed," you said, knowing that he would get to your house in five minutes.

"even better," he smirked and you glared at him.

"ew," you heard xiao jun from their shared room.

"get out of here, xiao jun," kun said to him. "i'm coming over either way y/n."

"ugh fine. i'll see you in a few," you said and rolled your eyes at him. "why do i know you?"

"cause i asked you for your number when i saw you at our concert?" kun said and sat up. he fixed his hair again while you wrapped yourself up in your blanket.

"aren't you going to hurry up? i'm cold," you said to him.

"you look like a burrito," kun laughed. "hey, i'm going to eat first, then i'll be over."

"okay," you said and closed your eyes.

"don't fall asleep on me y/n," kun whined and you heard the door open and him walking. "y/n."

"i'm going back to sleep," you said to him.

"oh come on y/n. i got out of bed," kun said to you.

"didn't you want me to stay here?" you asked.

"so i can make out with you once i get there, yea," kun mentioned and you felt heat rise in your cheeks.

"ew," you heard lucas's voice. "thank god you're going over there. you two are gross."

"will you be quiet, lucas?" kun asked and sighed afterwards.

you opened your eyes, "you're a crackhead," you commented.

kun looked straight at you, "says the one that orders those giant bags of bubble tea." you brightly smiled at him, "crackhead." you stuck your tongue out for a split second.

"i'll see you when you get here," you said and sat up.

"i love you," kun said to you.

"i don't."

"y/n! lov—" you hung up and laughed before getting out of bed.