"yoongi?"
hoseok stood with his door wide open, sleepy eyes barely opening due to the bright light in the hallway, eyes trained on the black haired man in front of him.
only a few hours ago he had put taehyung in his own bed, allowing him to spend the night due to the amount of crying he was doing before falling asleep on the sofa, only to be woken up by consistent and annoying knocking.
now he stood face to face with the boy he'd barely managed to push aside, those feelings rushing back as his stomach twisted a little, cheeks becoming red as he looked down, awkwardly shuffling his feet.
"come on."
his voice was still deep and raspy, a hand extended towards the younger as hoseok drank in his new appearance. dark hair suited him, a contrast to his pale skin, his fingers still as manly as before, the skin around his thumb nail chewed down due to the habit hoseok had noticed he had. light, ripped denim jeans adorned his thighs as a large hoodie covered his torso, a hoop earring and a dangling earring hanging from his lobe.
he'd aged well within the two months.
"i'm not going anywhere with you." hoseok mumbled, preparing to slam the door before yoongi quickly slipped in, the door shutting anyway as hoseok turned around, frowning. "you just disappeared for two months. two whole months."
"i know." yoongi nodded. "but i had good reason." hoseok folded his arms across his chest as if to say 'carry on' "the first week after we, well, kissed, i had to go back to my hometown as my eomma was sick. i stayed a little longer than expected and came back after a month. the next month i was busy moving into my new apartment, and setting up my new studio."
hoseok nodded slowly, fingers moving to play with the plant he had situated beside the door, his dainty fingers skimming over the soft leaves of the plant. "okay."
yoongi sighed, approaching hoseok, a hand reaching out to push his hair away from his face. "it wasn't anything to do with you." he hesitated before pressing his lips against hoseoks now exposed forehead, the younger emitting a squeak as his cheeks flushed bright red. he wasn't expecting that. "come with me. please." he whispered.
it was silent for a moment before the floorboards creaked as hoseok straightened himself, nodding a little. "let me just get changed." he began to move off into his room before suddenly remembering his guest. "oh. and be quiet. taehyung is sleeping."
yoongi felt his heart sink as he watched hoseok scuttle off into his room. it seemed as though taehyung had claimed hoseok already, drinking in his scent, kissing his lips, sleeping beside him. jealousy raged through him as he thought about the pair engaging in couple activities. he had to remind himself of jimin before he could even think about calming down.
the younger stepped out, a long sleeved top and black jeans covering his body. he sighed, moving beside yoongi. the older noticed the difference in hoseoks hair, his fingertips reaching out to touch the now peachy hair, the soft silk moving between his fingetips, hoseok leaning into the touch, his eyes fluttering.
but yoongi stepped back, gesturing for the other to follow him as hoseok tried to hide the disappointment from yoongi cutting their moment short. (not that he'd admit but hoseok actually loved the way yoongis fingers felt buried in his locks)
as they approached the front of the apartment block, hoseok looked around his car or at least some indication of what was happening. instead yoongi placed a bike in front of him, a small smile on his lips.
"no way. i'm not doing that." hoseok refused immediately, crossing his arms over his chest.
"come on. there's this super amazing place i want to take you to. we have to bike there." yoongi tried to persuade him.
"do we have to bike there or could we just i don't know, get a taxi?" the younger pouted but still took the cold metal in his hands, watching as yoongi chuckled, a smile permanently on his lips.
"do you need a helmet?"
hoseok immediately nodded. he was always wary of health and safety, and although he didn't admit it, he was the biggest scaredy-cat. however instead of yoongi handing hoseok the matte black helmet, he approached the younger placing it on his head, leaning in as his warm breath fanned over hoseoks lips, a tingling sensation shooting through them as he clipped the helmet to the bottom of chin, making sure it was secure before stepping back.
"there." he huskily whispered, eyes trained on the heart shaped muscles that were just begging for him to kiss them. not yet. yoongi thought, over the moon that the younger even agreed to come with him after his disappearing act. he didn't want to scare him off.
but little did he know that hoseok was disappointed that he didn't feel yoongis lips against his. that he couldn't relish in the forbidden act that both were so tempted to commit. he even pouted when he pulled away, licking his lips in hope to get rid of the sensation of want from them.
but it was no use. hoseok wanted yoongi to kiss him again and again until his lips bled and he could no longer be kissed. as he hopped onto the bike he hoped that one day the pair could do that. the pair could kiss and kiss and kiss without any consequences.
he hoped one day he could freely love the other, like how the other loves jimin.
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soho | yoonseok (editing so hard)
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