EXO REACTS TO: You cuddling up to them in your sleep.
Anonymous said: Could we get Kai, Luhan, and Kris's reactions to when you cuddle up to them in your sleep? thank you
Everyone knows the stereotypical ‘perfect morning’ music, right? That sweet calming flute, gently waking you up in the most harmonious and calming way possible. That’s how he feels right now. His mood is literally musical perfection. He’s peaceful. The sun trickling in through the curtains, slowly casting light against his face, his mind not yet catching up with the waking world, blissfully unaware of the little creature wrapped around his waist...? Until it nuzzles him and tickles his belly...
Now. He’s a rational man. He knows that there is no such thing as monsters, ghouls or gremlins... And that is definitely not one snuggling around his middle. He lifts his arms up above his head, groaning and stretching off the sleep before looking down.
Well... Three things have come to mind.
You are the most adorable koala of a partner he’s ever had.
He loved how you crawled into his bed and snuggled up to him when you finished on your laptop.
He can’t remember feeding you after midnight.
Even through the mass of messy bed hair and slightly smudged makeup, he could tell you were getting a well-deserved rest. Using his abs as a pillow couldn’t be comfortable but he couldn’t bear to move you. He reaches down and tentatively admires you, softly combing your hair with his fingers and chuckling at the puffy mess.
As if hearing him, you giggle a little in your sleep, smiling a little more brightly as he keeps lazily showing you affection.
He wakes with a jolt, your little whimpers of distress rousing him from a deep sleep. He raises his brows in an attempt to open his eyes, his lids having other plans as they flutter blearily. He frowns as the bed sheets quiver, looking to the source where you lay, facing away from him, curled up on your side and trembling.
Initially, he was going to wake you, his voice soft, not wanting to startle you as he says your name and rolls onto his side to get closer to you, but then you whimper again, roll to face him and get his torso in a choke hold... if torsi could choke... Either way, there was no escaping your tight grasp on him. He looks down at you, cupping your cheek and checking if you were okay. You’d stopped shaking, stopped whimpering and had a little smile on your face as you sigh deeply and snuggle up to him.
He purses his lips, glancing at the clock before looking down at you again. Should he wake you? You seemed fine now... Nah, you’re too adorable. He kisses your forehead and wraps his arms around you, holding you close after draping the covers over you both.
“You’re too cute for your own good, you know that?” He mumbles. You sigh softly and nuzzle his chest.
Yep. You knew.
Life is made up of moments. The heated entanglement in the back seat of a taxi, kisses too desperate to be precise and anything but controlled. The moment your heart pounds so hard it echoes in your ears, almost drowning out his trepid voice as he confesses his love for the first time. The stillness of dawn breaking, lovers entwined after a night of passion, breaths panting against lips.
This was a moment. Not the most peaceful, but he found serenity in the recognition of yet another time he wouldn’t forget easily. You’d been traveling for hours across the country, so far out into nothingness that milestones had soon disappeared along with your patience and the sun. You’d begged them to stop at the next- if any- rest stop. Everyone needed it. He didn’t want to admit it, but his legs were dead from the hours of having you on his lap, refusing to let you be uncomfortable, squished in the backseat between him and Junmyeon.
Now? It’s more of the same, a tacky little booth to yourselves- he wanted you to have some semblance of silence from his bandmates- the uncomfortable cheap diner bench is scarcely noticed as you rest your head on his bundled up coat on his lap, legs bent in the vacant seat next to you. He couldn’t quite explain it, but looking down at you- lashes fluttering, pouted lips slightly parted, watching your gentle breaths, he felt like the strongest man on the planet.
He felt like your protector, your partner, he saw how safe you felt with him, letting your guard down in the middle of the diner, late at night, trusting him to watch over you.
When he hears your gentle mewling, he can’t help but let the smile threatening to tug at his lips take over, a dopey expression on his face as you shuffle onto your side and snuggle up to his body. He’s almost sure you just mumbled his name. He very softly brushes the hair from your face and chuckles, leaning down and pressing his plush lips against your hair, whispering.
“Right here, baby...”
You mewl again and wrap your arms around him, smiling to yourself. He stays holding you like this until his members call to him from another booth. The moment ending, but he knew much more were lined up in the future.
