Credit goes to the creator of the fanart above. Tis not mine.
Anyhoot, are y'all ready for this ish? Shits boutta go down
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The next morning, the pair were awoken—quite rudely, Yoongi might add—by Namjoon, who only cocked an eyebrow at the fact that Jungkook was completely bare with a near death grip around Yoongi's waist. Jungkook slowly popped his head up to look at Yoongi through sleepy eyes and finally craned his neck backwards to see Namjoon standing perched against the doorframe. He groaned, realizing that there really was somebody there trying to wake him up, slamming his head back down on Yoongi's chest.
"Yah!" Yoongi hissed, flicking the younger boy in the arm. "Don't be dropping your big ass head on me like that!" Though he was trying to act angry, the smile on his face still filtered out through his words, causing the younger to crack a slight grin.
"That's not the only big head I have." He stated nonchalantly, eyes still closed. Yoongi felt his face flush as he looked up at Namjoon who looked like he was about two seconds away from bursting into a fit of giggles. The eldest felt mortified.
"Jungkook!" Yoongi whined, finally chipping away at the remainder of Namjoon's resolve. The younger grinned up at him, biting his lip cutely.
"Well, hyung, you'd think after last night you'd be well aware of that fact—," Yoongi clamped a hand over Jungkook's mouth, and only then did Namjoon stop laughing, his ears perking up at the new information.
"You can go now Namjoon-ah. We'll be out in ten," Yoongi spoke, pressing down a bit harder on Jungkook's mouth seeing as the younger boy was trying to free himself from his grip. Namjoon pursed his lips knowingly with a slight head nod, backing out of the room slowly. Once the door clicked shut, Yoongi retracted his hand from Jungkook's mouth and instead pressed his lips against it, knowing it would be the only way to silence the expletives that were on their way to escaping from his swollen lips. When Yoongi pulled away he leaned back on his heels, watching the way the boy gazed up at him, mind suddenly foggy.
"All of that's between us for now, baby. They don't need to know our little secrets." Jungkook nodded along with his words as if he was in a trance. "Now, it's time to get up. We have an interview in an hour and we're running late already," Yoongi outstretched his hand to the younger, smiling fondly as Jungkook's hand meekly slid into his own. He pulled him upright and they both scooted off the bed. Jungkook stretched up on his tippy toes, trying to force the sleep out of his system. Yoongi cocked an eyebrow, looking him up and down.
"What?" Jungkook questioned as he felt the older's eyes glued to his body.
"I didn't know you slept naked last night." Yoongi smirked, setting the younger's face aflame in embarrassment, immediately covering his groin area with his hands. "Nothin' I haven't seen before, Kook," Yoongi licked his lips, slithering his arms around Jungkook's thin waist. He rested his head on his shoulder, giving his warm skin a light peck. "You're so beautiful." The younger felt his heart stutter in his chest as he looked down at the mop of blue hair that tickled the side of his neck. He ran his finger's through the older's messy hair, tugging it up lightly so they were looking each other in the eyes. Once he had the elder's full attention, he hesitantly brought his face closer, lightly pecking his pink lips. "Yoongi?" Jungkook asked as he rested his forehead against the elder's. "What are we?" He held his breath, waiting for Yoongi to answer him. Once the elder finally huffed out a breath, his chest caved in relief.
"Whatever you wanna be." Yoongi answered seriously, rubbing his nose cutely against the younger's.
"I don't care what you wanna call it; I just want you. I realized last night that I've wanted you for a while now," Jungkook admitted, twirling a strand of blue hair between his fingers.
"Then you can have me, baby. But you have to wait until later. PD-nim is gonna have our heads on a platter if we're late again." Yoongi snickered, rubbing his hands along the sides of Jungkook's bare waist. The brunette let out a relieved sigh, connecting their lips once again before he backed away, searching for something to wear to go meet their stylist.
"Yah!! What happened to 'ten minutes?'" Namjoon shouted, banging on the door. The two looked at each other wide eyed before nearly sprinting to the door. "What the hell is taking you guys so long?" Namjoon's hand was raised, mid-knock, as Yoongi yanked open the door, plastering an innocent smile on his lips. The leader rolled his eyes, pivoting on his heel before starting to walk down the hallway of the hotel they were staying in. The other two shrugged as they darted to keep up with the long-legged man who was already halfway down the corridor.
*time skip*
"I'm exhausted," Jungkook tossed himself onto the bed immediately, sentence muffled by a pile of blankets. Yoongi chuckled, shaking his head. He sat down next to the younger on the bed, lightly rubbing his back. Jungkook moaned a sound of approval as Yoongi's hands pushed into a particularly tight spot in his lower back. The brunette pushed himself upwards, trying his hardest to wiggle himself out of his shirt given the awkward position he was in. Once he finally managed to fling the textile up and over his head, he lie back down on the bed, his arms resting under his cheek. His chocolate eyes fluttered closed as the elder continued to rub firm circles up and down his back, breathing out a contented sigh.
Yoongi worked his way up to Jungkook's shoulders, eliciting a happy hum from the younger. "Mmm, feels good, hyung." Jungkook smiled, pleased.
"Jungkookie..." The younger peeked his head up, sitting up when he took in the almost pained look on the elder's face. He cocked an eyebrow as to if to ask him what was wrong before Yoongi spoke again. "Can I... I mean, can we... shit, I don't know," Jungkook looked at him, confused.
"What, hyung? Just spit it out, its okay." He stated with caution, rubbing his fingers soothingly up the man's arm.
"Jungkook-ah... Can I make love to you?" He finally locked his eyes with the deep brown ones in front of him, Jungkook's cheeks turning a deep shade of red. He meekly nodded his head, a rough little giggle escaping his slightly parted lips.
"Fuck yeah," Jungkook connected his lips to Yoongi's, beginning to slide the elder's flannel down his arms. He quickly discarded the shirt, hooking his fingers around the hem of the white tee he wore underneath. He disconnected their lips, tossing the shirt over Yoongi's head, adding to the steadily growing pile of clothes that lie on the floor.
In Jungkook's haste to remove Yoongi's clothes as quickly as possible, the elder took his turn removing the younger's clothes tantalizingly slowly, causing the ladder to let out a pathetic whine in annoyance.
"Yoongi hyung," He pouted, lip jutting out like a child. "Why are you going so slow?" Yoongi lie the younger down on the bed, carefully hovering over top of him as he worked on the button on the front of Jungkook's jeans.
"Patience is a virtue, darling." The younger felt his breath against his bare stomach as he lay wet kisses against his burning skin. When the elder pulled down his zipper, he sighed out in relief, feeling his jeans gliding down his long legs.
Much to Yoongi's initial surprise, the younger wasn't wearing any underwear, his cock immediately lying to rest on his stomach. The elder felt as if he had been presented with an opportunity, so he took it. He immediately took the head of Jungkook's cock into his mouth, causing the younger to buck his hips forwards in surprise. "Fuck!" Jungkook all but screamed, fisting his hands in the sheets as Yoongi took him all the way down to the base, his nose resting against the trimmed patch of hair on his skin. The younger let out a guttural moan as the blue haired man swallowed around him, tears building up at the corners of his eyes from pleasure. "Oh my fucking god..." Jungkook whined as Yoongi pulled his head off of him, giving his tip small kitten licks.
