Perfect morning
Perfect Morning
Fandom/Pairing: Super Junior- Kyumin
Length: One-shot
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff
Disclaimer: It's immoral to own real people.
Summary: Just a lazy morning.
It was one of those perfect mornings, where you know you have no reason to get out of bed, when you feel the weight of the thick, warm comforter covering your entire body -save the small tuft of hair where your head rested on your pillow- and protecting you from the sharp winter weather outside.
One of those perfect mornings, when you feel as if you can just lie there for the rest of your life, ignoring the fact that you may be a bit hungry, or that you may have to go empty your bladder in the next fifteen minutes. That could all wait, because all you really wanted to do was listen to your own, even breathing, and that of the person sleeping next to you.
You let a smile grace your lips, eyes still closed, and scoot closer to the warmth, draping one of your legs over your bedmate’s torso.
It’s not seconds before he moves too, bringing your body closer to his, his arms encircling your neck, so you’re using his left arm as your pillow and your head is tucked comfortably in the hallow of his throat.
You wonder why all mornings can’t be like this, but then decide that it’s not worth wondering, not when you could be sleeping, not when it’s too early to be thinking in the first place.
You listen to the silence for a while, contented with just lying there on this perfect morning.
That is, until the silence is broken, because as they say, good things never last
“Have you seen DdangKkoma? He’s not in his tank!”
“Why would I know hyung? Ask Shindong hyung, maybe he finaly at the thing.”
“You ate Kkoma! How could you?!”
“I didn’t eat your freaky turtle!”
You sigh at the sudden noise coming muffled from behind your door.
You feel your bedmate move again, he’s stretching. Without opening your eyes, you kiss the inside of his throat, “Mornin’ Kyu.” Your voice is disoriented and drowsy with sleep.
You feel Kyuhyun sit up in bed, his hand ruffling your hair affectionately.
“G’morning, Hyung.”
Kyuhyun steps out of bed just as Yesung comes banging at your door.
“Kyuhyun! Sungmin! Have either of you guys seen Kkoma around?”
You pull the covers over your haed, hoping to quite the sudden noise of Kyuhyun arguing with Yesung, and go back to sleep. Regretfully, you cant breath under there.
After seconds of contemplating, you pull the covers off your body, shivering a the cold, and get out of bed.
So much for perfect, is what you think. But it was nice while it lasted.
Fandom/Pairing: Super Junior- Kyumin
Length: One-shot
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff
Disclaimer: It's immoral to own real people.
Summary: Just a lazy morning.
It was one of those perfect mornings, where you know you have no reason to get out of bed, when you feel the weight of the thick, warm comforter covering your entire body -save the small tuft of hair where your head rested on your pillow- and protecting you from the sharp winter weather outside.
One of those perfect mornings, when you feel as if you can just lie there for the rest of your life, ignoring the fact that you may be a bit hungry, or that you may have to go empty your bladder in the next fifteen minutes. That could all wait, because all you really wanted to do was listen to your own, even breathing, and that of the person sleeping next to you.
You let a smile grace your lips, eyes still closed, and scoot closer to the warmth, draping one of your legs over your bedmate’s torso.
It’s not seconds before he moves too, bringing your body closer to his, his arms encircling your neck, so you’re using his left arm as your pillow and your head is tucked comfortably in the hallow of his throat.
You wonder why all mornings can’t be like this, but then decide that it’s not worth wondering, not when you could be sleeping, not when it’s too early to be thinking in the first place.
You listen to the silence for a while, contented with just lying there on this perfect morning.
That is, until the silence is broken, because as they say, good things never last
“Have you seen DdangKkoma? He’s not in his tank!”
“Why would I know hyung? Ask Shindong hyung, maybe he finaly at the thing.”
“You ate Kkoma! How could you?!”
“I didn’t eat your freaky turtle!”
You sigh at the sudden noise coming muffled from behind your door.
You feel your bedmate move again, he’s stretching. Without opening your eyes, you kiss the inside of his throat, “Mornin’ Kyu.” Your voice is disoriented and drowsy with sleep.
You feel Kyuhyun sit up in bed, his hand ruffling your hair affectionately.
“G’morning, Hyung.”
Kyuhyun steps out of bed just as Yesung comes banging at your door.
“Kyuhyun! Sungmin! Have either of you guys seen Kkoma around?”
You pull the covers over your haed, hoping to quite the sudden noise of Kyuhyun arguing with Yesung, and go back to sleep. Regretfully, you cant breath under there.
After seconds of contemplating, you pull the covers off your body, shivering a the cold, and get out of bed.
So much for perfect, is what you think. But it was nice while it lasted.