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Namjoon x reader genre: fluff word count: 700

a/n: I hope everyone enjoyed the concert! I managed to catch most of the first bit, but was watching on streams that kept being taken down so gave up after a while. Sad times, but I’m hoping I’ll be able to watch some videos of it all at a later date, and I loved every second of what I did see. (If anyone has some good links for tomorrows concert let me know, I’ll be forever grateful :)). Anyway, here’s a fluffy Namjoon fic that I hope you all enjoy! It’s based off of the song ‘Sunday morning’ by Maroon 5.

You wake with a small shiver. Squinting your eyes open you groan at the light coming through the unclosed curtains. You would blame Namjoon for not closing them the previous evening but you know you are just as much to blame. The light seemed to be bright even though the day was overcast and you could hear the light patter from rain falling on the window. You pull gently at the covers that are barely covering you, stealing some from Namjoon and wrapping yourself tighter in them to try and gain some warmth.  

You hear a slight moan sound out from beside you, signifying that Namjoon is awake. You feel the bed dip slightly below you before you feel his arms wrap around you. His bare chest touching your t-shirt covered back. You feel your body warm as you are wrapped up in the warm embrace.  

“Morning,” a husky voice sounds in your ear, before a kiss is placed on your temple.  

“Morning,” you say back, twisting your head enough to be able to catch his lips with yours.