The sun light peered through Jimin's curtains. Any other day, the sunlight interrupting Yoongi's sleep would deeply irritate him.

Yet today was different.

In his arms, all cuddle up was Jimin, cheek all puffed upwards from being pressed against Yoongi's shoulder. His hair was curly and a cute mess. His cute pout was a natural rosy color as well as his cheeks which had a cute blush on them.

His breathing eased Yoongi so much, each of his breaths were sighs of relaxation. He brought his hand to the younger's hair and caressed it, pushing it back slightly to look at the way his eyelashes almost touched his cheeks.

"How did I get so lucky?" Yoongi whispered to himself as he sighed one last time before smirking and flicking Jimin's forehead softly.

The blond's forehead frowns as a hum leaves his body.

Yoongi flicks him again softly and he laughs and Jimin raises his hand towards his forehead.

"Yoongi-ah..."

And the older can't help but smile as he pulls the younger closer. "Morning sunshine."

"Morning." His voice was raspier and deeper than usual, yet his face was still as cute as ever. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah, even with you kicking me every so often."

"I'm sorry." The younger giggles before sitting up in bed, looking down at his new boyfriend. "I'm not the best sleeper, I've been told."

Yoongi wraps his arms around Jimin's shoulders and the back of his neck, sighing. "It's endearing."

Jimin smiles as he comes down to peck his lips, yet the doorbell interrupts the two. He sighs and sits up. "Who the fu—"

"JIMIN AH!!!" The door is being banged on and the doorbell rings for what seems to be a nonstop, obnoxious ringtone.

"HYUNG OPEN UP!!"

"These assholes." Jimin gets out of bed and Yoongi follows behind him as he watches him fling the door open. "What the fuck do you want this early?"

"It's noon!" Jungkook's eyes widen as he looks past Jimin, his eyes falling on the oldest of the four. "Yoongi hyung."

Hoseok then smirks at Jimin. "Oh, I see. Sorry for interrupting your morning."

The blond's cheeks flare up and Yoongi can't help but smile. "I-It's not like that! What do you want!?"

Jungkook raises his phone up. "We've been calling and texting you. We wanted to make sure you were okay."

"And now we see you're more than okay." Hoseok gives Yoongi a quick thumbs up and a wink before he's pushed out the house.

"Ugh, I'm fine! Thanks for the concern but shoo!" Jimin closes the door in front of his two dancer friends before he turns to Yoongi.

Of course the older has a stupid smug on his face. "They think we fucked."

"But we didn't!" The younger huffs as he stomps his way into the kitchen. "Stop teasing me or I won't make breakfast!"

"Alright, alright." Yoongi grabs onto Jimin's wrist gently. "Hey, hold on a second."

Jimin's eyes fade from anger to concern. "Is everything okay?"

"Where's my morning kiss?"

Jimin giggles before he plants a chaste kiss on Yoongi's lips, giggling as he is peppered in kisses on his cheek.

Things were rather awkward at Seokjin's house.

See, after Hoseok had gotten there, he didn't stay for too long. Namjoon mostly stuck to himself as Hoseok and Seokjin talked, and as soon as the rain let up, Hoseok was out and back to his apartment to find Jungkook and Taehyung all cuddled up together.

Seokjin had forced Namjoon to stay. Not much was exchanged between the two. Things remained awkward as Seokjin made breakfast for the two.

Namjoon sat by the counter, taking a deep breath in. "I don't want to be your test subject."

Seokjin's ears feel as if they perked up. He turns around and looks at Namjoon, confused. "Test subject?"

The younger looks down at his fidgeting hands. "I like you hyung, even if I wanted to move on, I still do." He sighs as he looks up, meeting his eyes with the older's. "But I don't want to put myself in a relationship that may be just a test for you."

"You're not a test Joonie." Seokjin turns off the stove, speaking as he takes off his apron. "I told you, I know I like girls and boys."

"One boy. Hoseok." Namjoon shook his head and turned his attention back to his hands. "You kissed him."

"I kissed you last night as well." Seokjin places his hand on Namjoon's shoulder, hoping he'd look up and they could look at each other whilst talking. "I liked it as well. Because I like you. There's no doubt in that."

The older notices how Namjoon's hands fidget so much, how his knee bounces up and down so rapidly, and how he keeps looking elsewhere.

"How about this..." Seokjin takes a breath in and nods to himself, going back into the kitchen to serve food. "We don't have to be official to go on a few dates, right?"

Namjoon looks up and stares at Seokjin's back. "I guess... not."

"I think we should go on a few dates, see if what we feel is for reals." The raven haired boy places Namjoon's plate in front of him. "Only if you want to."

Without missing a beat, he answers: "I want to."

Seokjin smiles as he sits next to his friend, a plate in front of him as well. "Cool beans." He points at his own plate. "Food will get cold. Eat up."

Things seemed to be going forward, and that's all that mattered to the older. As long as the two were happy—whether as friends or dating—that's all that mattered.