✶ make it thirty ; oh junseok.
synopsis. waking up junseok was no easy task, especially when he already knew of the errands you had to run. but that doesn't stop your lover from begging you for more time to sleep, and who are you to say 'no'?
info. fluff ; oh junseok x gn!reader ; 623 words
warnings: established relationship, sleeping in the same bed, cuddling, mentions of kissing and physical touch. grammatical errors, semi-proofread! :3
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a soft sigh tumbles from your lips as you slip off your sleeping mask. giving up on opening your eyes fully and allowing yourself to feel the sun's warmth, the prickly feeling on your skin causing you to hum groggily.
all you can hear is junseok's soft snores bounce off the white walls within your room. his arms unconsciously wrap around your torso, pulling you into him, the sun almost jealous of the warmth that washes over you with ease.
as you finally muster up the courage to actually wake up, your eyes can't help but peer over to the snoring boy next to you.
his long lashes fan out against his cheeks, dimple popping up out the of blue as a pout settles upon his very kissable lips. hm... i wonder what he's dreaming of, you ask yourself.
his chest rises up and down, up and down. the repetition of his breathing almost luring you back to sleep but your blaring alarm quickly reminds you of all the errands and plans today.
another sigh leaves your lips, only this time it's one of pure annoyance. grabbing your phone haphazardly, you switch off all your alarms before chucking it somewhere and facing your lover who's sleep was, surprisingly, left undisturbed.
a smile replaces the soft frown that adorns your face, bringing your index finger up and onto the bridge of his nose. you trace the slope downwards, shuffling closer to him to leave a fleeting kiss to the tip of his nose before bringing your index finger to his cupid's bow.
his nose twitches like a bunny once you get to the corner of his lips, eyes moving left to right under his eyelids. you can't help yourself as you run your hands through his hair, leaving feather-light kisses all around his face.
you inwardly coo at how his brows knit together in confusion before quickly dissipating as you continue to leave soft pecks upon his cheeks. he mumbles something incoherent before his eyes begin fluttering open.
you stupidly grin at him, "hi," you whisper. nimble fingers still gently scratching his scalp as he slowly regains consciousness, "hi," he mumbles back. he practically purs like a cat when your nimble fingers scratch his scalp, the palm of your hand nuzzling his fluffy hair.
his eyes are still closed as he enjoys your soft touch, groggy hums emitted deep within his chest. "hate to be the bearer of bad news, my love, but we have errands to run today." his face twists into one of discontent, deep frown replacing the once faint smile.
"can we sleep in for another thirty?" he inquires, not bothering to open his eyes because he already knows that you'll agree. much to his surprise though, you mutter a quiet "we can't, honey. 'm sorry."
this gets him to peek up at you in surprise, frown deepening further. he silently pleads as you look at one another in silence. junseok quickly discards his plan though, opting to glaze over your features.
another hum, "so pretty," he states with a gravely morning voice. shoving his face in the crook of your neck, he leaves the softest of kisses from right below your ear to your collarbone. you laugh lightheartedly, leaving a kiss atop his chestnut-hue hair, "okay fine..." you trail off, "make it thirty-five instead."
you feel junseok's smile against your sensitive skin, burying his head further before taking in your scent. choosing to ignore the slight embarrassing feeling of how quickly you folded at his request, your cheeks feel warm upon the thought entering your mind.
he had you wrapped around his finger.
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jaydi's notes. had this lil fella sittin in my drafts for MONTHS... how humiliating dawg 🙁
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