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Jungkook wasn’t usually up first. In the first place, he doesn’t wake up all at once, but rather after many attempts of fluttering open his eyelids, and shifting around on his pillow as if it would somehow will his mind into creating more energy to begin the day. As competitive as he is, racing against the sun movements upwards in the sky was something he’d happily lose to so long as he could nuzzle his nose in the softness of a pillow, or in today’s case your disheveled and soft hair.

His arms wrapped around your waist as his lulling consciousness recalled that he had ended up sleeping over at your place. Lips dressed by morning’s pout curled against the top of your head, fingertips began grazing along the curve of your spine, gentle and with no intention to bring you out of slumber. Through cracked eyes, Jungkook lifted himself up only slightly to look over your peaceful figure contently snug against his larger frame. 

“Cute.” He mused just barely; voice notably grainy even to his own ears. His senses perked when your legs shifted, unconsciously becoming further meshed in the braid your bodies seemed to create with one another. Feeling his chest grow warm from your endearing actions, he shortly contemplated how the sensation was strikingly contrast to the A/C that you made incredibly low before crawling into the bed the night before. It was no wonder you were practically clinging to his sweater in an attempt to steal temperature from him. “Angel, you’re gonna wrinkle it.” He mumbled, honestly unbothered by the idea, but if you were any type of awake Jungkook knew he wanted to tease your amusing actions.

“Ssh…” If there was any other sound in the vicinity he would’ve missed your little command. But of course he did hear it, which caused his nose to crinkle up and his still waking eyes smiled at your tired sounds. Without hesitation his lips pressed back down, this time sweetly kissing against your temple, earning a muffled sigh to escape your lips and crash into his collarbone. Like wind against a catcher, all that action did was fuel him to continue along, lips trailing up to your forehead then, stealing a quick peck against your nose before you began ducking your face into the crook beneath his jaw.

“No,” You felt his throat vibrate with the extended syllable, and the low tone was a near symphony in your ears. You hid a smile away as the young man’s freer hand rubbed softly down your side. “I wasn’t done. I didn’t get your lips yet, love.”

“Too bad.” You teased, catching his huff and the fact that his hand stopped atop your waist, squeezing gently. “’m sleepy, Kook.” 

“I want to kiss you– just five times at least, please?” 

“Jungkook.” His tongue licked barely over his chapped lips the second he felt laughter slip quietly against him. Serene. He would be more than content with hearing the melody every second, even though it was morning and he really would rather be able to snooze for another half hour. If he could hear that, Jungkook thought waking up earlier than you wasn’t so bad after all. 

“Good morning,” He simply tried again, now more determined as he felt you sneak a small touch of your lips against his neck. “Jagiya,” His smile grew as you squirmed from the sensation of his hands lightly trailing on your lower stomach, where you were unable to contain feeling ticklish. “I love you.” His voice was a bit higher– airy from the sight of your blossoming smile and radiant skin dancing with the sunlight sneaking in from between the blinds. “So much.” 

“Mm,” Your teeth grazed over your bottom lip, failing to keep teeth from peeking through your gleaming smile. “Love me but you wake me up.”