My inner clock wakes me up at a little bit before 6:30am. When I start shifting in bed so I can better accommodate my morning stretch a pair of strong arms wrap around me tighter. We had fallen asleep tightly woven together last night. Sometime during the night his arms had loosened, and apparently while I was unconscious, I had somewhat freed myself from his strong grip. Now apparently I was his captive again. "'Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day. It was the nightingale, and not the lark, that pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear.'"

Color me surprised that the soulmate who claimed to have difficulty with English was quoting something in Old English. I immediately chalked it up to his thespian background being the reason he has this kind of knowledge regarding the arts. He probably even has his own personal trick so he can remember lines easily. I somehow manage to pull away from his hold enough to sit up in bed. "Did you really just quote 'Romeo and Juliet' to me this early in the morning?" I pause as I try to recall the scene he just quoted. It takes me a minute with my lingering lethargy and the years since I had last read it, or I had watched one of the theatrical versions. "And you quoted Juliet's lines."

His grumbles are barely audible due to the way he is completely cocooned in the blankets. He even has the covers over his head which I can only guess is his body's natural attempt to block out the fact that it's morning. I glance down and realize that somehow I only have a quarter of the blankets in question. "I should have somehow known you would recognize the lines."

"Yes, and while I will agree it is a classic. Let's not even joke about comparing our story to theirs please."

The bundle of blankets shifts up and down in a repetitive motion which I take to mean he is nodding in agreement. He still doesn't release me however. "You can stay in bed for a bit longer if you want, but I need to get up and start making breakfast for everyone."

"But, I want more cuddles." I barely manage to make out his muffled words.

"If you want cuddles you will just have to get up and help me with breakfast." Now, I do know that Tae is one of my two soulmates that can't really cook. But, I can still give him other tasks to help around the kitchen. "I'm getting up and getting ready for the day. It's your choice what you want to do."

He shifts enough so his head is currently peeking out of the top of the blanket. He rubs his eyes and then turns on his side toward me. The blankets peeling away from him even more in the process. His arm folded at the elbow and his hand cupping his cheek. "We never finished our Korean lesson."

I turn to him and see his smirk tiredly slotted on his face. "You did turn the lesson to body parts on purpose. Didn't you?"

He gives me an innocent look as if to say, 'who me?' But then drifts his eyes down my silken clad body. "Maybe a little bit. I mean I didn't necessarily intend to take it as far as I did though." He bites his bottom lip and that action nearly has me climbing back in bed just so I can nibble on it myself. Instead I convince myself to walk away. So I turn and do just that so I can brush my teeth. Once I am done with that I come back into my room to change clothes. He is still in bed in the same position I left him. He must still be debating what he wants to do. I mentally shrug and find something a bit more suitable to wear for the time being. I grab a t-shirt and a pair of lounge pants. Once I peel the silk emerald pajamas from my body I catch movement out of the corner of my eye. Apparently he was starting to get hot because now the blankets are pooled at his waist, but that's not the only thing that catches my eye. While his right hand may still be prompting him up to look in my direction, his left hand has traveled south down his body and due to the rustling of the blankets I can tell he is palming himself underneath the covers.

I guess some more time in bed couldn't hurt. I tell myself as I climb back to him. "You look like you might have a problem over here that I can help take care of."

His eyes darken, and while his hand is only still leisurely moving up and down I can tell he is most definitely interested in whatever I might have in mind.

Once I am in arms reach he shifts to his back again and the hand that was cupping his cheek immediately goes to my bare breast. I can't help but arch my back in reaction before taking his hand away and making a tsk-ing noise at him. "I told you I was going to help take care of you." I eye his clothing. "But, first I think you are wearing far too many clothes."

It takes some strategic maneuvering to relieve him of his garments. I could have probably just peeled his pants down slightly for what I have in mind, but honestly I couldn't resist the opportunity to give loving attention to more than just the present predicament he has growing in his pants. I start by leaning in and whispering in his ear. "I love you, Tae. Let me show you just how much." After uttering these words I take his earlobe between my lips and gently suck it between my teeth, gently nibbling the sensitive flesh. I don't let myself linger long, instead taking time to intermittently place travelling kisses down his neck until I reach his collarbone.

Over the past few days I have greatly discovered a visual appreciated for this part of the anatomy, and I really don't know why. The body part in question doesn't seem like something I should find sexy, yet for some reason I do. Perhaps it's just something I find attractive on each of them? I mentally shake the thought away. I choose instead of questioning myself any longer to plant my lips against the body part that is the object of my own fascination and travel those kisses toward the center of his chest. I move down his breast bone while my hands plant themselves on either pectoral muscle. I open my eyes and watch my right hand travel to his brown nipple. He hisses in a startled gasp and my curiosity is immediately triggered. If that is how he responds to just my fingers plucking at his nipple then what would happen if I took the sensitive bud in my mouth? The startled gasps turn into moaned Korean mumblings of what I can only guess is encouragement when he rakes his fingers of his unoccupied hand through my hair.

"Angel..." He gasps out. "Please.."

I decide to play nice and end his torture. Planting even more kisses down his body as I get myself into the position I need. "Tae, I haven't done this before so please signal me if I do something wrong."

Before he can ask what I mean by that I trace my tongue over the tip of him. The salty precum coating the tip of my tongue. I know that I won't be able to handle all of him. I don't have the greatest gag reflex, but what I can't attend to with my mouth I explore with my hands. When his hips jolt in reaction to my ministrations I relax my mouth but also grasp his left hip bone in my hand to guide him to keep a certain pace that isn't punishing to my throat. He's exceptionally understanding and accommodating to my nonverbal suggestions.

I didn't think I would enjoy this, but there is something sexually satisfying about being able to coax his release like this. I find myself humming in approval of my own actions which in turn has him hissing in response. Only a few moments later he is actually attempting words again. "Angel.. I'm gonna..." That's the only warning I get before his release is coating my tongue. I'm surprised when he pulls me up his body and kisses me feverishly. He pulls away slowly, and I can tell he is wanting to say something. Unfortunately he gets interrupted by a knock on my door. He glares at the direction of the door and utters something in Korean that I am sure is him cursing at whoever is on the other side.

"Just a minute." I call to whoever is on the other side before grabbing a robe and wrapping myself in it. Whoever is on the other side might not be patient enough to wait until I get dressed. Granted I do still wait until Tae at least manages to get his boxers and pants on.

I find Jin on the other side of the door, his hand lifted up in preparation to knock again. A blush immediately seems to start at his throat and climb up to his ears spreading from there over his cheeks. I can't help but track the staining rush of color across his skin with my eyes. He may be the oldest but the immediate ease with how he blushes is honestly exceptionally adorable. "I was curious if you were going to sleep in this morning or make breakfast with Yoongi and I."

Now it's my turn to blush. "Oh, I planned on it. I just fell a bit behind." That blush grows even more when Tae chuckles at my statement. I turn and arch an eyebrow at him. I shake my head and turn back to Jin. "Just let me brush my teeth and get dressed. Then I'll be down."

He nods, glances at Tae again. Then heads down the hallway toward the stairs. I shut the door behind him and shake my head at Tae again. I admittedly didn't register that he hadn't put his shirt back on while Jin and I had been talking, but honestly I can't keep being overly concerned about how each of them may or may not react. Of course that doesn't stop me from worrying about how Jin himself may be feeling. I really do hope in the near future we have some one on one time. I want to know more about his silly laughs and shy smiles.

Pulling me out of my reverie Tae cocks his head in consideration for a moment. "Didn't you already brush your teeth?"

I shake my head at him. I'm pretty sure he is just being a pest right now. "I thought it was a good idea to probably brush them again." I give him a sultry dangerous look but then utter words that I figure might have the opposite reaction. "I don't want one of them to kiss me and taste you still on my tongue."

"Hmm." He says and gets a pensive expression on his face. "It could still end up happening in the future." He waits until I cock an eyebrow up at him in confusion. "I mean there is always a possibility that you will end up with more than one of us in your bed at some point in the future."

If it weren't for my nipples budding and tightening sensation in my core I wouldn't be sure what my reaction would be to that thought at all. It's a bit daunting honestly and not something I even remotely considered. "Are you saying you would be interested in that possibility, Taeger?" I find myself asking before I can even consult my brain.

He shrugs nonchalantly. "I don't think I would be against it."

That comment seems slightly false. It even has me wondering if he has anyone specific in mind.