#im only warm if im wearing three coats or im under a bunch of blankets no matter the temperature

[itstimeforstarwars]

Me and the other forklift driver are both kinda sick today and a different coworker was like "well do you think it's contagious or is it because you two have spent eight hours in the last three days unloading trees in four degree weather" and like. Yeaj.

[reactivebangtan]

REQUEST: im on mobile so the link for the reaction rules wont work, so im very sorry if i am breaking any of them/youre not taking request right now.. but if you are could i please request some fluff for yoongi about his s/o always being cold and cuddling to warm them up? thanks so much!! your writing is amazing <3 REQUESTED BY: anonymous WARNINGS: just tooth-rotting fluff! NOTES: fluffy yoongi is my favorite yoongi

contrary to popular belief, yoongi’s hands are always warm. at least, they are to you -- but, then, your opinion is incredibly biased and entirely refutable, because you are, in fact, always cold. it didn’t matter if you were sat in the sun and basking in the warm rays, there was always a constant chill settled at the tips of your fingers and your toes, one that oftentimes made its way through the rest of your body and painted you in goosebumps and little shivers. yoongi could create endless trails of that sunshine warmth with just the tips of his fingers, though, as he outlines shapes and letters on the expanse of your stomach, and cradles you in it against his body. he could even pepper the sun’s kisses against your temple and your cheek and let it seep into your mouth if he so pleased, and you always wished he did ( and, he did -- he always did ). and, despite what everyone says, you find that yoongi is just fine at showing affection in his own way -- it wasn’t always in the conventional ways, and he didn’t always know how to say it, but it came in the little touches and lopsided kisses and every time he felt the need to lace your fingers together for no reason other than simply that: he just felt like it. maybe that was why you came to enjoy the winter months and the cold weather like you were right then, especially the quiet days inbetween like this one, where you could just lay in bed with him and bask in his warmth. even with the permanent chill in your body, you stopped wearing much else but one of his t-shirts and your underwear to bed, so he had better access to your bare skin. his fingers trail up your side light enough to tickle you, but hard enough that you don’t squirm away, tracing the dip under your ribs and tracing under the fabric of the shirt that he’d bunched up around your chest. his hands have mapped out every curve of your body a million times, but he never seemed to tire of it -- even when he couldn’t see it, and the three blankets he’d grown accustomed to you having on your bed are in the way. he hums in contentment, and you feel it vibrate in his chest from where you’re tucked in close against him, even his sounds warming you up from the inside out. ❝ you’re so warm, ❞ you sigh, breaking the silence that had only been broken up by the sound of shifting sheets and his breathing mingling with yours until then. ❝ you say that every time we’re together. ❞ there was no annoyance in his voice, no shortness, instead being lilted by the soft smile on his lips that always comes with the sound of your voice or the feeling of you against him. ❝ well, i’ll stop saying it when you stop being warm. ❞ yoongi chuckles at that, finally wrapping his arm around you completely, and rolling your body in closer against his. a soft kiss is pressed to the crown of your head right after, his lips lingering as if to syphon his warmth into you from the top of your head to your feet. you smile, eyes fluttering closed, your feet toying with his as if his attempt to warm you has worked -- like you feel it tingle in your toes. and, it is against your skin that he says: ❝ i’ll try not to stop. ❞ your smile gets softer within the silence that settles after his words. that is, until he continues. ❝ someone has to keep you from dying of hypothermia. ❞ ❝ yoongi! ❞ the laughter that falls from his lips is another spot of sunshine that warms you up further, though, so you don’t complain. it washes over you, coats you in his warmth, and when he tucks his head into your neck to muffle his giggles and presses you against him until you can feel the shape of his ribs and the tremble of his laughter, you almost don’t remember how it even feels to be cold.