Ask: Part two of the Plushie ask

It was the next morning.

Sunlight filtered through the askew curtains, casting the room in a faint, golden glow. The light streaked across your face, disturbing your otherwise peaceful slumber. You groaned quietly, not quite ready to wake up yet. And as you moved to roll over, you found you couldn’t. Huh? You blinked your eyes open, yawning as you tried to clear your blurry vision. As the sleep faded from your mind, the awareness of a weight on your chest became more prominent. Looking down, a mess of black hair greeted you. Sometime in the night Jinu had moved so he was lying on your chest, face turned toward your breasts. You chuckled softly, lazily setting a hand down on his head and mindlessly playing with his hair.

On your left was Abby, who was buried in your neck and snoring softly, warm breathing tickling the back of your ear. Mystery was curled into your abdomen, mouthing subconsciously at the exposed skin from where your top had ridden up in the night. Romance was behind you, arms wrapped around your torso to pull you closer into his chest. His breathing was deep and even, a testament to his unconscious state. Baby had somehow gotten underneath you, so you were lying on his torso and using him as a pillow.

Slow mornings like this were something you lived for. Because here, lying in bed, your boys weren’t the idols everyone thirsted over. They weren’t the demons being mentally tortured by Gwi-Ma. They were just your boys. Just broken men needing some love. And you had more than enough love to give them. So much so that it poured out of you in every way possible.

And while all you wanted to do was to stay here, wrapped in their love, you really had to pee. So somehow, you needed to get out of this cuddle puddle and make it to the bathroom. Slowly you started sitting up, gently nudging Jinu’s head so it rested on Baby’s chest. You pried Romance’s arms off of you, swiftly replacing your body with a pillow. For Mystery, you shifted him so he was on Jinu instead. And for Abby, you lent him to Romance. 

Finally free from the pile, you climbed out of bed and stretched with a soft yawn, your bare feet softly padding across the floor and carrying you to the bathroom. On your way though, you stepped on something soft and squishy. Looking down, it was revealed to be the Mystery plush you had fallen asleep with last night. Seeing it sparked a realization in you, and so you turned to look back at the bed. Lo and Behold, the plushies you had bought were tossed off the bed, lying forgotten on the floor.

Shaking your head with a small chuckle, you continued toward the bathroom where you did your business and brushed your teeth, washing your face as well. When you walked back into the bedroom, ready to get your morning fix of caffeine, you had to consciously remind yourself to be quiet when you laid eyes upon the boys. Because with you now gone, they had all somehow gotten ahold of each other and were now cuddling in some shape or form. Jinu was being spooned by Baby, Mystery was curled over Abby’s abdomen, and Romance was snoozing into Jinu’s back.

Deciding the moment needed to be frozen in time, you quietly tip—toed over to the bedside drawer and grabbed your phone, swiping right to the camera app. After making sure your flash was off and the camera wouldn’t make a noise when taking a photo, you quickly took a picture of the newly formed cuddle pile and immediately made it your home screen, smiling at the sight.