Pillows
Title: Pillows
Author: xsilentserenity
Pairing(s): Yewook
Rating: G
Genre: romance, fluff
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: Such a pity.
Summary: A person’s favorite place to sleep is always in the arms of their loved ones.
Requested by: ablenkung
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Ryeowook’s sleep was broken by the light rays of sunlight sneaking into his dreamland through the open window. His eyes fluttered open slowly, and he yawned cutely before snuggling deeper into the source of warmth behind him. Ryeowook smiled contentedly, relaxing into the arms wrapped loosely around him, and the chest that his back was flush against.
“Jongwoonie-hyung…,” Ryeowook mumbled, still half-asleep, knowing that Jongwoon would be awake.
“Hm?” Jongwoon hummed, and Ryeowook could feel Jongwoon’s throat vibrate lowly.
“How long have you been awake?” he whispered, and Jongwoon pulled him closer.
“Not that long, but being with you makes me want to sleep again,” Jongwoon sighed in relaxation.
Ryeowook turned around in Jongwoon’s embrace looking up into the latter’s eyes. His lips curled into a small smile, and Ryeowook reached a hand up between their bodies, tracing Jongwoon’s lips with his index finger. The flesh was slightly dry and chapped, but the rough texture reflected on Jongwoon’s personality exactly, in Ryeowook’s opinion.
“We have to get up though. Our schedules will start soon…,” Ryeowook sighed, heaving an exhale through his nose.
Jongwoon’s arms pulled Ryeowook even closer, so that they’re torsos were touching. Ryeowook suppressed a shiver that threatened to fly down his spine at the touch. Jongwoon buried his nose in Ryeowook’s hair, inhaling deeply, and Ryeowook let him play with his locks - in fact, he relished in the loving gestures that Jongwoon always provided him with.
“Let’s just stay like this…,” Jongwoon’s breath ghosted over Ryeowook’s scalp. “It’s too cold outside, anyway.”
Ryeowook felt the bedsheet get pulled up higher, from around his waist to covering about half his torso, and he smiled, knowing that it was Jongwoon’s doing. Under the sheet, Jongwoon’s hand slowly started caressing Ryeowook’s waist, drawing pointless nothings onto his bare skin, and rather than feeling heated and turned on by the vaguely circular motions, Ryeowook squirmed slightly, wiggling his body to get away. He giggled quietly when Jongwoon’s index finger brushed over a particularly ticklish spot.
“That tickles!” Ryeowook squeaked, and Jongwoon chuckled in his gravelly voice.
Ryeowook caught Jongwoon’s hand with his own, and Jongwoon stilled his movements. Unconsciously, their hands, which were laying on top of one another, twisted until they were together, and Jongwoon and Ryeowook interlocked their fingers and held each other’s hand and conveyed as much affection as possible.
Jongwoon leaned his head forward until he was mere centimeters from Ryeowook’s face, and Ryeowook’s eyes automatically fluttered shut, like a dainty butterfly’s wings. The older placed a small butterfly kiss on Ryeowook’s nose first, and Ryeowook sighed in bliss. Jongwoon made his way across Ryeowook’s face, from his nose, to each of his eyes, down his high cheekbones, and finally to the corner of his mouth.
“Ryeowook-ah…,” Jongwoon spoke against Ryeowook’s lips.
Ryeowook snuggled deeper into the small home Jongwoon had created in his arms, fitting comfortably in the space that seemed to have been created for his small frame. He could feel Jongwoon’s small hands resting on his hips, and Ryeowook continued to stare into Jongwoon’s eyes, silently relaying the amount of passionate but innocent love his carried for the other man.
“I know, Jongwoon-hyung,” Ryeowook interrupted in a whisper.
He could feel his warm, moist breath on his own lips, as the air filled the tiny space between the plump flesh. Ryeowook closed his eyes, knowing Jongwoon would do the same, before leaning in by himself, tilting his head to an angle before their lips met briefly.
Jongwoon’s rough lips touched Ryeowook’s soft, smooth ones momentarily, and Ryeowook temporarily forgot everything except for the tingling sensation coursing through is entire body-proof of the effect Jongwoon had on the younger.
“I love you,” Jongwoon finished, and Ryeowook smiled sweetly, his eyes crinkling up as his expression shone with his happiness.
“I love you, too, Jongwoon-hyung,” and this time, Jongwoon leaned in for another peck on the lips.
The couple buried themselves deeper into the mattress and sheets, Jongwoon still holding Ryeowook tightly. Ryeowook rested his head on Jongwoon’s toned chest, feeling and hearing the strong heartbeat under his skin. It was with a smile on his face that Ryeowook was lulled back to sleep by the rhythmic beating, content with dreaming in the arms of the one he loved.
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A/N: for my Distraction sweetiecakes, ablenkung! And thanks to you for the prompt: "Pillow." I swear, I was out for ideas until you caused my inspiration to get flowing again! I hope you enjoyed it! Love you^^
And cheers for my first Yewook! I'm slowly getting into writing other pairings! :3 I hope you like it... although I know it's a little short. Plain fluff without angst is harder for me to write, and I didn't know how to continue this to be any longer.. I'm satisfied though.
Because you know...
