warnings: tooth rotting fluff, make an appointment ahead with your dentist
a/n: here’s a series of little “types of kisses” drabbles that correspond with each of these prompts; just lots of soft and not so soft self indulgence about kissing min yoongi’s dumb lips and face
1. Whispering “I love you” between kisses
Feverish ministrations curled against your lips, a stark contrast to the gradual roll of a weighted presence hovering above you. Yoongi’s elbows framed your face, fingers brushing hair off your features to give him better access at your mouth. Lazy, chaste pulls melded away from desperation, pairing to the tired curl of his eyelashes into the apples of his cheeks as he sighed into your mouth.
“I love you,” The phrase curled around your heart, squeezing the rapid thrum to skip half a beat.
“Good morning,” You countered, wrinkling your nose.
Yoongi shook his head, fluttering fringe tracing your skin. You registered the timbre of his voice a second time, gruff in his throat as he curled over you, dark black swallowing the color of his irises as he gazed at you.
His lips were on you again, pliable and soft, molding into the twinge of your smile.
“You’re supposed to say it back,” Yoongi reminded you, raking fingers through your hair to splay it over the pillows.
“I can’t,” You squeaked when he kissed you again, “Mouth is a little preoccupied.”
“I-” You mewled, accepting the prolonged pluck of his mouth at your bottom lip, “-love-” Your eyes blinked open, meeting the pointed smirk plastered to his features, “-you.”
Yoongi’s nose nuzzled against your cheek, dragging across your skin to muse, “Better.”
germansingergirl
discoholicmusic
baratheonpilled
titsay
snowghoul
gummygunk
