"How'd you sleep?"
"Good..." Yoongi answered, rubbing his eyes. He had never slept that long in his life. It was 11:30 AM.
"See? I told you you could do it." Taehyung said with a wide smile. Yoongi nodded, looking away shyly.
"Want some breakfast?" The blonde asked, standing up and stretching. His shirt rode up, showing his v-line.
"Sure."
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i'm cold
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Fan fikcia[DISCONTINUED] taehyung annoys the dark and cold yoongi every morning and afternoon. ❗️WARNING❗️ • fluff • abuse • sad • short chapters started- 3/7/19 ended-
