Bad luck strikes Yoongi when he's seated next to his ex for a whole school year. |
✅Smut
✅ Mature language
| He was taking it ALL in. The way his messy brown hair touched the tip of his eyelids, the perfect shape of his jawline, how his shirt hugged...
Alright, so this is two chapters in one: the first being pure (maybe not so pure) fluff, the second being the long-awaited actual smut. 😅 I don't expect everyone to be into it, so I'll put a warning( ⚠️ ) before it starts and you can exit there if you'd like 🙂 If it's complete trash I'm very sorry and just pretend that you never read it 😉😂
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***Namjoon and Jungkook looking at this chapter in shame 🙇♀️😪
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(1) "Fuck," Hoseok sighed, falling backwards onto his mattress right along-side Yoongi as he tried to catch his breath. The two of them held the same star-struck expressions, smiling like complete idiots as they both came down from their highs.
"Yoongi, have we ever actually fought before?"
Hoseok turned to look at his boyfriend who was still breathing rapidly, the pink blush on his cheeks spreading all the way down to his collarbones.
He shook his head in reply, brushing away some of the sweaty strands of hair covering his eyes. "No, I can't say that we have."
"Oh. Interesting..."
Just then, Yoongi flipped over onto his side, gazing directly into Hoseok's eyes.
"Hey, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" he whispered.
"What?" Hoseok giggled. "That make-up sex is actually like the hottest thing ever?"Hoseok laced their hands together as he watched the huge grin spread across Yoongi's face.
"Yes!" he laughed, letting his forehead fall against Hoseok's. The adorable smile on Yoongi's lips that followed right after drew him in like a magnet, forcing Hoseok to wrap him back up in his arms and kiss him feverishly .
For about the hundredth time now, the two of them got lost in the feeling of finally being close to one another again, letting their hands roam freely down each other's bodies underneath his blanket. Hoseok pulled Yoongi right up against his chest, secretly loving the way his skin was burning hot against his own now; it was proof of what they'd just done together, of how mind-blowingly incredible it all had been-- how incredible they'd been.
Hoseok would never be able to explain to Yoongi just how sexy he was in bed, or how much even the simplest things he did managed to drive him crazy. It was like a whole other secret side to Yoongi that was reserved just for him, and that turned Hoseok on like never before. And although he didn't consider sex to be something completely necessary for a good relationship, it was a plus. A really, really nice plus. The fact that Yoongi seemed to think so too made Hoseok certain that he was the luckiest person in the world.
"Wait, wait," Yoongi reluctantly pulled his lips away, only for his eyes to flutter closed again when Hoseok started peppering his neck with kisses instead. "We... we should probably stop... before this turns into round three..."
