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when yoongi wakes up, he stretches. all the way from his fingers to his toes, his back arches as he stretches out as far as he can go. even though he doesn’t do much on a normal day if he can help it, he still prefers to be as limber and loose as possible.
he rolls over onto his stomach for a moment, pressing his face right down into the pillow before heaving himself up with a sigh. the boys had practice today, and he wanted to make them a nice breakfast before they all woke up for the morning.
scratching at his stomach as he walked out the door to his bedroom, he glanced behind him over his shoulder, making sure that the boy in his bed was still sound asleep. jungkook had barely moved from the disturbance of yoongi getting up, the only difference in position being his arm that moved from where it had been curled around yoongi to pull up against his chest.
with a fond smile, yoongi padded into the bathroom right across the hall, using the toilet and brushing his teeth before making his way into the kitchen. he passed by the other bedrooms on the way, pausing at each door to make sure all was silent before continuing.
it was unusual that he was the first one awake, but he wanted to surprise them before they headed to work. it wasn’t particularly a special day or anything, but he knew that they were all quite tired from practicing so hard for their new album, spending most of the day in the practice room. it was usually early morning by time they got home, shoveling some food in their mouths before dropping like flies into their beds.
yoongi hummed quietly to himself as he pulled things he needed out of the cabinets, starting the rice cooker. the dorm was big enough that the kitchen was a good ways away from the bedroom, the living room being between them, and he didn’t worry too much about making too much noise with moving stuff around. hopefully he finished with breakfast by the time any of them rolled out of bed.
he took some of yesterday’s rice out of the second rice cooker, cooking it in a pan with some veggies he chopped up. the meat would take the longest, so he started it before pulling bowls and plates down, laying them out on the kitchen island so that the boys could grab whatever food they wanted. he flipped the meat and grabbed kimchi out of the fridge, opening it up and leaving it on the counter for them.
yoongi himself tended to not eat much in the mornings, but most of the others needed a full breakfast, so he made some toast and some eggs in the same pan as the now fried rice after dumping it in a bowl. with the meat finished, he turned off all the burners and set everything aside, his chest puffing out proudly.
“yoongi-yah? what’re you doing?”
yoongi turned around with a gummy smile, having heard his hyung walking across the floor to the kitchen before he even said anything. “i made you all breakfast.”
seokjin peered around him to the counters and stove before leaning in to kiss yoongi’s cheek, smiling. “that’s really sweet, thank you. i don’t mind cooking, though.”
yoongi hummed, wrapping his arms around his hyung in a short hug. he thrived off the light affection, and the other boys never hesitated in giving it to him. he was a bit shy and unsure in the beginning, but quickly warmed up to them once they started holding his hand and petting his hair.
“i know, but you’ve all been working so hard lately. are any of the others awake?” he could hear something coming from down the hallway, but couldn’t tell which room it was coming from.
seokjin started gathering up food for himself, setting his bowl of white rice down to pile some strips of meat and kimchi onto his plate. “taehyung and namjoon were in the bathroom when i walked by, and it sounded like hoseok was making his bed.”
“i’ll probably have to go wake up jungkook. i’ll do that in a few.” yoongi picked a piece of meat off the pan with his fingers to eat before setting the one he had used for the rice and eggs into the sink, along with the extra utensils he had dirtied while cooking. he knew that one of the others would fight him about cleaning after cooking for everyone, so he left them there, just wanting to clear stuff out of the way to make getting the food easier.
namjoon made a noise of surprise after stepping into the kitchen, his eyebrows raised. “yoongi? you cooked?”
yoongi wasted no time in pushing himself into namjoon’s space, arms around his neck and face against his chest. he pouted, keeping himself from laughing as he replied. “you act like i never cook.”
namjoon laughed, the rumble of it vibrating against yoongi’s cheek as the other boy ran his hand through the smaller’s hair, stopping to pet at his soft ears.
yoongi purred at the touch.
“i’m more surprised that you’re up so early, to be honest. you know you don’t have to get up when we do.”
taehyung had joined them in the kitchen at some point, bypassing yoongi’s tail to lightly pat his butt before going toward the food displayed.
“i know, but i wanted to do something nice for you all. you have to work hard today. the choreo has to be perfect, to go with the song.” he had a shit-eating grin on his face, though he hid it well by pressing his nose in the dip of namjoon’s chest, his shoulders shaking lightly with silent laughter.
namjoon scoffed as he gently pulled away from the other, though his face betrayed his amusement. “we’ll do our absolute best, yoongi, i know you worked hard on this track. in the meantime, thanks for the breakfast. almost feels like old times.” he left yoongi with a pat on the head, stepping around him to the counters in order to start grabbing food.
taehyung perked up from his spot at the table, already sitting down and digging into his food next to seokjin. “is this something you did often, hyung?” he was clearly interested, his eyes lit up in excitement at the idea of hearing a new story. it wasn’t often that yoongi cooked, so it wasn’t surprising that it had never come up in the past.
“ah, only sometimes.” he tried waving it off, but didn’t get very far.
namjoon grinned, pausing in filling up his bowl, not wanting to miss the chance to tease yoongi. “don’t listen to him, tae. he used to make me lunch boxes for school.”
yoongi’s cheeks felt pink as he narrowed his eyes at the other boy. he opened his mouth to respond, but was interrupted by jimin and hoseok joining them in the kitchen.
“i want yoongi hyung to make me a lunch box,” jimin said, eyes filled with mirth, having picked up on the conversation as they made their way down the hallway.
yoongi picked up one of the spatulas and shook it at him. “fat chance of that happening. namjoon was too skinny! he couldn’t take care of himself, let alone me. i had to make sure he ate and didn’t break everything he came into contact with.”
the others had definitely heard all the stories of namjoon breaking things in his teenage years, but they still laughed, finding yoongi’s reactions cute. they never minded hearing the stories again and again, enjoying hearing about the two members growing up together.
namjoon’s parents had adopted yoongi from a shelter when namjoon was in middle school, deciding that having to take care of a pet would make him more responsible. it backfired though, and yoongi ended up doing most of the caretaking. he didn’t mind, all in all. once namjoon turned eighteen, the ownership of yoongi was transferred to him, and he took yoongi with him when he signed up with bighit.
of course namjoon was definitely responsible, being the leader of a six member boy group, but yoongi would argue that that was because he did such a good job raising namjoon.
namjoon would argue that yoongi should stop teasing him.
“practice is going to be long today, you guys. we’re doing pretty well with the choreography, but there’s still a lot to get down before we start filming next week.” hoseok kissed yoongi on the top of the head before sitting down with the others, and jimin crowded the other against the kitchen island, chest to back.
“thanks for the food, hyung.” jimin nuzzled the back of yoongi’s neck, and yoongi scowled, cheeks flushing. he was quite used to all of the members’ touchiness, but he wasn’t immune to it. they pet him constantly, though jimin was a bit more handsy than the other boys.
“one of these days jungkook is going to drop kick you,” he warned, not for the first time. he knew jungkook didn’t actually mind all that much, enjoying seeing how yoongi responded to the constant affection. it had taken a few months in the beginning for him to allow anyone but namjoon to touch him, but once he got used to the others, he was almost constantly rubbing against one of them.
jungkook found it cute, liked seeing yoongi’s cheeks pinken with praise and the feeling of being loved.
jimin giggled, though he did pull away to finish gathering up his food. he gave yoongi’s ass a slap first, though. “the baby can’t fight me if he’s not here. besides, he doesn’t get to keep you all to himself.”
yoongi rolled his eyes with a smile, and grabbed some of what was left over to fill up a plate and bowl to the brim. he had made plenty of food for everyone, and there was a good bit left over. he added even more fried rice to the plate, knowing the younger would destroy it as soon as he sat down to eat, and set everything at one of the empty spots at the table.
“i’ll go wake him up and you can take it up with him,” he smirked, leaving the kitchen. jimin’s loud cry of “i was joking!” followed him, but he just chuckled and headed towards his bedroom.
it was nice to be up with everyone in the morning, he thought. he may have to start doing it more often, though he was usually up far too late in the studio to be up in the morning if he didn’t have to be. despite not being a member of the group, he still contributed, working as a producer for most of their works.
their ceo was ecstatic when he found out that not only could namjoon write and produce, but that his pet could, too. they had learned together, after all. even though it was basically unheard of for a hybrid to have an actual job, yoongi was a full fledged employee of bighit entertainment as a producer, regardless of his status.
he was known for working quite hard, though as far as he saw it, he spent just as much time in the studio as the others spent in the practice room and recording booth. all the others did the best to be perfect, and so yoongi made sure that he did his best as well.
he had been in the studio well into the night, going home only after the boys finished dance practice and jungkook had come to get him. it took some convincing, but yoongi finally left with the younger, saving his work for some of the songs on the next album before heading out.
yoongi wished that jungkook could sleep longer, too, and not have to go to practice so early again. the baby of the group worked way too hard, but it was what he loved to do. yoongi couldn’t fault him that; he himself was known to work harder than he probably should. he decided that he would visit everyone during practice today, take a short break from his own work in order to cheer them up when they were tired out.
it was quiet when yoongi let himself back into his bedroom, though he noticed that jungkook had rolled over completely onto yoongi’s side of the bed at some point. the noise from the others waking up had likely disturbed his sleep, even though he was a bit of a heavy sleeper.
yoongi kneeled on the bed, one foot staying on the ground as he leaned over jungkook to wake him, hand on the younger’s shoulder. he shook him lightly, even though he knew that it likely wouldn’t work to wake him up, usually having to resort to rougher measures.. “kook-ah, wake up. it’s time for breakfast.”
jungkook didn’t respond other than to smack his lips a few times, and yoongi chuckled, leaning down to press their lips together. he moved back after a moment, running the tip of his finger down jungkook’s nose as he watched him for a minute longer, enjoying watching him sleep. jungkook was usually up for the day way before yoongi was, so it was nice to just look at him for a little while.
“baby, you gotta get up or you’ll be late for practice.” yoongi shook his shoulder a bit harder, and this time jungkook’s lids fluttered open, his gaze hazy before focusing and settling on yoongi’s.
“nngh, practice?” it took but a second for jungkook’s eyes to widen and for him to sit up quickly with a gasp, almost knocking his head right into yoongi’s. “oh god, i’m late!” he fought to rip the blanket off of his legs, somehow not realizing that yoongi was kneeling on top of it.
yoongi laughed, pushing jungkook back down onto the bed with a hand on his chest. “kook, you’re fine. you’re not late. i made breakfast.”
jungkook lied there with his brows furrowed, confused. “you’re awake before me? you made breakfast?”
the older huffed, his tail flicking behind him. the disrespect in this house! first namjoon, now jungkook. “maybe i should get a different owner and boyfriend, since you both seem to just want to make fun of me,” he pouted.
jungkook looked worried for a second before realizing that yoongi was joking, relaxing and reaching up to wrap his arms around yoongi’s shoulders, pulling the smaller down against his chest. “you can’t really blame me. when’s the last time i was asleep when you got up?”
yoongi pushed some of jungkook’s long hair out from his eyes, his pout turning into a smile. he couldn’t even pretend to be mad at the younger. “probably before you started sleeping in my bed,” he responded, kissing jungkook before he could reply.
it was silent as they kissed, yoongi’s tail swishing from side to side as their lips moved together softly, yoongi not minding the morning breath. jungkook let out a sigh as yoongi’s tongue licked into his mouth, sweeping against his own as he settled more firmly on top of him.
one of jungkook’s hands moved to the very top of yoongi’s thigh as the other wrapped around the base of his tail, stroking the long hair there as he squeezed yoongi’s flesh through his pajamas.
yoongi shivered in his hold, his lips becoming less coordinated as he moaned softly. “fuck, kook-”
“yah!! breakfast! now!” seokjin’s voice shouted through the closed door before he banged on it a few times, interrupting the two.
they pulled apart with a groan, yoongi pressing his forehead against jungkook’s before pushing himself off of the younger.
“i should have known better than to expect you to actually wake him up for breakfast,” they heard seokjin grumble before his footsteps padded back down the hall.
jungkook grinned. “oh, i was woken up for breakfast, alright.”
yoongi squealed as jungkook grabbed him again, tail wrapping around his thigh as he was flipped and pressed into the mattress, laughing breathlessly.
they’d head to the kitchen eventually.