9:24 AM
Just a short little thing for Yeosang day (we’re going to pretend this isn’t late) because he’s so sweet. Genre: fluff. So much fluff. Your teeth with fall out from the fluffiness. Warnings: Yeosang is mean to a piece of bacon. Idk there’s not really anything there. The fluff may rot your teeth. Word count: 313 (was not kidding when I said short)
It’s not every day that Yeosang gets to relax a bit and cuddle with you. With him being an idol and you having to travel for work a lot, you two don’t see each other face to face as much as you’d like to. So when he found out that his day off was going to be on his birthday and that you would be in town that day, he got very excited.
When he came home the night before, you basically threw yourself at him and showered him in kisses, clinging to him like a koala. You had prepared a fancy dinner and bought two cupcakes from a local bakery, each cupcake having some red frosting on it (it was his favorite color, after all). When dinner was done, you two curled up on the couch together, watching a K-drama as he fell asleep.
“Sangie, baby, wake up. I made breakfast,” you whispered, tapping his shoulder to wake him up. He looked so peaceful when he slept, but the bacon was getting cold and it never tasted as good reheated.
“Mm… just two more minutes,” he murmured, hiding his face under the covers.
“The bacon’s going to get cold…”
“The bacon can deal with it then,” he said, turning to you and pulling at your arm. “Come back to bed.”
You chuckled and pulled back, kissing the back of his hand when he whined in protest.
“Two more minutes, and then I’m coming back. The pancakes aren’t going to wait forever…”
Pancakes?
Yeosang was out of bed and hugging you before you even got to the door. He loved pancakes. Almost as much as he loved you.
“I love you, yn. Thank you for making me pancakes. You’re the best,” he mumbled into your neck. You smile and lead him out of the room.
“I love you too, Yeosang. Happy birthday, baby.”