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A featherlight touch to his cheeks is what wakes Yoongi up late one Sunday morning. He scrunches up his face as giggles sound from over him, then rolls over to his stomach and shoves his face into the pillow.
That doesn’t stop his boyfriends.
“Hyung,” Namjoon whispers into his ear.
“Hey. Hyung,” Taehyung whispers into his other ear when Yoongi still doesn’t respond.
Yoongi thinks that they’ve finally decided to leave him alone after a few moments of silence. But Taehyung kisses his temple and Yoongi is done. He turns his face to one side, squinting one eye open at Taehyung with a pout. Taehyung fucking cooes at him and leans in to kiss the pout on his lips.
“Good morning, hyung,” Taehyung sing-songs as he leans back.
Yoongi groans and closes his eye. Namjoon giggles from behind him, pressing a kiss to his nape. “Hyung, it’s time to get up.”
“Don’t wanna,” Yoongi grumbles, turning his face back into the pillow.
“Come on, hyung,” Namjoon murmurs, “It’s been a while since we had a whole day to ourselves… and a Sunday.”
Yoongi turns his face to the other side, slowly blinking his eyes open. Namjoon gives him a soft smile, dimples peeking through. “Hi.”
“Hi,” Yoongi rasps. He purses his lips expectantly and Namjoon huffs a laugh before leaning in to kiss him.
Taehyung drapes himself over Yoongi’s back when Namjoon leans away, pressing kisses to Yoongi’s cheek until Yoongi wriggles under him, trying to get him off. He rolls over to his back, Namjoon and Taehyung immediately curling into his sides. He turns to press kisses to their foreheads before closing his eyes again and asking, “Alright, what’re we doing today?”
“Food and then a movie?” Taehyung suggests.
Yoongi hums. “Who’s making the food though?”
He peeks open one eye when more silence ensues, huffing when Taehyung and Namjoon turn pleading eyes to him. “No,” he mumbles as he closes his eyes again.
“We’ll help?” Namjoon offers. “and clean after.”
Taehyung tries to protest but shuts up at the glare Namjoon gives him.