"Wake up Yoongi, I made breakfast." Jimin shook his boyfriend's shoulder gently, smiling at how he was lazier than usual in a morning.

"Jimin..." Yoongi grumbled, "five more minutes..."

"Your bacon will get cold, idiot, get out of bed." Jimin chuckled, pulling the covers off from Yoongi suddenly. He was sprawled across the entire double bed in only his boxers, and was looking at Jimin with a deathly stare, smirking.

"You're gonna pay for that you asshat." Yoongi said, grabbing Jimin's hand and pulling him onto the bed, flipping the two over so Yoongi was on top.

He grinned and started tickling Jimin, which had the younger in fits of laugher as he thrashed about and tried to say, "Yoongi, stop" through his giggles.

The blonde did stop, and Jimin was breathing heavily as he tried to catch his breath back. "Yoongi," he said, "your breakfast."

"Come on babe, I'm sure its still fine." He smiled, grabbing a dressing gown and wandering down the stairs to the kitchen with Jimin following him.

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aint this cute aha