"We got food in the next room." Yoongi's protest was on the weak side, because there was Namjoon in his arms, so warm, the bed was soft, he was spent and who even cared about food, really? But on the other hand, food.

"...give me a minute and I'll be a good hyung and bring the food here." Yoongi grinned, watching Namjoon from the side. "Good boyfriend."

This had gone so very well. "We are so doing this again and again."