𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘺

                                    

                                          
a/n: brace yourselves 👩‍🦯 
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"Hyung," Jungkook groaned, trying to get an excited Hoseok off his lap. "We're in the living room, and y/n is going to be here anytime soon. I can't worry about how y/n is and be horny too."
"Kookie-"
"Don't you dare moan my name. And God... hyung, will you stop it," Jungkook whined, grabbing his boyfriend's hips to stop them from moving. 
"This is amusing," Jimin chuckled, popping some popcorn into his mouth. "We've got a girlfriend coming home after getting slapped, a boyfriend who's horny as fuck and another boyfriend. A boyfriend trying to keep his composure so he can worry about his girlfriend."
"I wonder if y/n is okay..."  Taehyung sighed. "I heard a lot went down from what Jin said. Jin's coworker Nari wanted to take y/n home with her. And that woman's been interested in finding a woman willing to have a foursome with her soulmates."
"Would y/n even do that?" Jungkook asked. "Hyung, please-"
"If y/n wasn't loyal to us, she probably would. Wait till you and y/n have sex to understand that our girl may come off as a bit innocent... but the things she does are far from that," Jimin chuckled. "Lord, that woman knew what she was doing when she left me high and dry the other day." 
"Right- um, excuse me?" Jungkook gasped. He glared at his boyfriend before moving the male's hands from his pants to his chest. "Keep your hand up here and away from my drawstrings."
"Poor Kookie," Taehyung chuckled. "But I wonder what's got Hoseokie all worked up. He's rarely ever like this. Jungkook, what did you do?"
"What did I do- hm- I swear I didn't do anything. I just sat next to Hobi, and then he decided to make himself comfortable on my lap," Jungkook breathed. "Hyung... please, not now."
"This is the longest I've seen Jungkook resist. It usually takes him fives before he becomes a whining mess," Jimin giggled. 
"We're home!" Jin exclaimed, closing the door behind you. 
"y/n, baby. We heard what happened. Are you okay?" Taehyung asked when the four of you walked into the living room. 
"I'm fine," you smiled. "Lia's slap wasn't as painful as I expected it to be." 
"So you're saying it was weak?" Jimin laughed, and you shrugged. "If that's what you wanted to say."
"Come to the kitchen, and let's put some ice on it," Jin said. 
"What's going on with Hopes over there?" Yoongi asked, taking a seat on the couch. 
"He's horny for some reason. Poor Jungkook can't breathe. He's been resisting so that he could talk to y/n and-"
"Okay, that's it," Jungkook groaned before almost throwing Hoseok off him. "I'm going to give my attention to y/n. You can think about fucking me later."
"Jungkook~" Hoseok whined as he watched his boyfriend fix his t-shirt and pants. "Save the whining for later," Jungkook said before making his way to the kitchen. 
"Jungkook was able to resist for once. How shocking," Jimin cackled while Hoseok sighed. 
In the kitchen, Jin was putting some ice into a plastic bag. You sat on the counters as you rubbed your cheek.
"Are you sure? That Lia's slap wasn't painful?" Jin asked, tying the bag. "If it actually hurt, just say so."
"Do you think I'm not strong?" You huffed, crossing your arms. "I could've slapped her too. Three times harder than hers if I wanted to."