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snowed in; jinyoung

jinyoung as boyfriend
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You rolled on your side, your blanket a cocoon of warmth around you snuggling in as much as you could to avoid the sun that was beginning to peek out from the cracks of the blinds.

Sighing, you gave up on trying to catch any more sleep and tossing off the sheets you realized that your boyfriend was still sleeping soundly, curled up in a ball like a cat.

Stumbling to the curtains, sun in your eyes, you peeked out and your eyes widened as if someone had injected an infusion of caffeine into your limbs.

Squealing, all forms of tiredness lost, you leaped onto your still sleeping boyfriend who groaned as you shook him awake excitedly.

'MMfhfhfhf,' he muttered against the pillow pulling the blankets over his head in an attempt to protect himself from your early morning assault.

'Wake up Jinyoung come onnnn,' you pleaded, still trying to shake him awake.'

'It's too early in the morning,' he whined in reply.

'It's never too early to play in the snow,' you trilled pulling on his arm insistently, managing, to your glee to get him almost halfway awake as he squinted in the sunlight, his brown hair still messy from sleep.

'The things I do for you I swear,' he muttered in his husky-from-sleep voice as she ruffled his hair and relented, heading to your shared bathroom to get ready.

15 Minutes Later

Jinyoung finally came down, his neck already protected and kept warm by a beige scarf which went nicely with his dark blue sweater. Unfortunately he was greeted by you with a scowl and your arms folded across your chest as you glared out of the window where snowflakes were dancing in the wind.

'What's wrong?' your boyfriend asked as he sat next to you on the couch, you could feel it give a little as he sat.

You pointed out the window sighing, as you tossed off your mittens onto the coffee brown dining table, sitting back, sinking into the leather couch.

He looked out trying to see through the flurry of white which had intensified, blurring everything into a brilliant bright white. Chuckling softly, he ruffled your hair when he finally found out your source of disappointment.

'Looks like no snow and no going out for us,' he chuckled, kicking back on the couch as you stewed in your disappointment.

'I haven't even done Christmas shopping,' you groaned thinking, about your long list of people that you had to shop for.

'Well, you can always Christmas shop like, the week before Christmas, isn't that what you do every year?' he teased pulling you closer into his embrace as you squealed.

'Shut up I'm responsible okay,' you shushed him as you laid your head on his lap, your long (H/C) fanning around you.

'Yeah, running around shopping at the last minute and then asking me to help you write cards and wrap presents is very responsible,' he teased playing with a long strand of your hair as you glared up at him.

'Okay,' you spluttered. 'THAT is a very long age old Christmas tradition started by my family,' you defended yourself. 'I would be insulting my ancestors if I don't do it,'

'Sureeee,' he replied rolling his eyes to the ceiling.

'Since we have nothing to do,' you yawned, stretching like a cat. 'I'm going to go back to bed,' you sighed, hauling yourself off the couch, climbing back up to your room.

'Not without me,' you heard your boyfriend holler from behind you as he leapt onto the bed with you and hugging you to his chest as both of you watched the flurry of snow cloud your windows, turning the world into a brilliant white winter wonderland.