NCT Taeyong Imagines

Breathe

Your POV

I woke up, Taeyongs' arm was wrapped on me. He was still sleeping, I can feel his soft breaths on my skin. I turn around, to face him. And stayed like that for awhile. Staring at his bare face, he's majestic. I held his bare chest, he's warm. Heartbeats..

"You look an angel.. when you're sleeping." I whispered, touching his nose. He's still asleep, he's a dead meat when he sleep.

"You really work hard.. and I'm proud of you," I added. As I place a kiss on his lips. And that made him eyes open, I was a bit startled. He was smirking like an idiot.

"You are?" he asked still grinning, slightly moving closer.

"Of course," pinching his perfect nose.

"Will you give me a kiss then?" pouting his lips, adorably.

"YAHH, you're so-" and he slapped his lips on mine. It was smooth, he held me like a fragile thing. As his hands travel on my back to waist. While I, pulled him closer and deeper. I was not getting the air, I need. And I gave him a signal. But he didn't let go, instead he blows me an air. Like in mouth to mouth resuscitation,that made burst into laughter.

"What the hell was that for?" I laughed.

He chuckles, with his childish smile. "You need air," he said confidently.

"Well you'll about to need it again ,"

"Why?" I asked curious.

" Because you'll need that," before pulling you in a deep kiss. As you kiss him, with a smile forming on your lips.