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Dance [R18 | NSFW]

"really? you have to make this kind of Enstagram's story? at this hour? really?"

Taehyung opened one of his eyes at the familiar voice. Hoseok was standing in the middle of the room, leaning his weight on one of his legs, his stance sassy. He was holding a wine bottle with one hand while the other was multitasking in holding a tall glass and a phone.

His lips quirks up into a smirk at the sight before him.

"i was left all alone by my lover. he left me only with the lingering memories of his touches", he said then, dramatically closing his eyes with the back of his hand.

He could actually feel the exact moment Hoseok rolled his eyes.

"i was literally in the kitchen"

Trying his best not to burst out laughing, he took advantage of the darkness of his room and bited his lips hard. It'd been a while since he teased his hyung, approximately five hours since he teased the elder before their vlive earlier, and tonight was too cheerful of a night to just let it slip.

"sometimes i can still hear his sweet voice"

Hoseok was chuckling. In his mind, Taehyung could see him shaking his head with half smile lingering and his itty-bitty dimples peeking, probably wondering why he put up with him again and again.

"yeah. because i am here now, silly", he said.

Taehyung opened his eyes to find Hoseok stood beside him, who was lying down on their couch leisurely.

From his perspective, his hyung should look less flattering, but no, he still looked good. Hoseok was looking down at him exasperatedly, but his half smile was easy, and his eyes were glinting. Taehyung congratulated his mind for picturing the exact depth of Hoseok's dimples and was left with an urge to pinch those adorable cheeks.

Hoseok looked so adorable without even trying.

He sat up with a grunt, throwing his legs on either side of his hyung, looping his arms around his hips, and bringing him closer. All of it just so he could buries his face on Hoseok's clothed stomach, to feel his warmth, to claim his presence and probably, if he was lucky, to feel his slender fingers threading his hair and massaging his head gently.

"if only he knows that i missed him dearly..", he mumbled.

Hoseok snorted.

"Taehyung-ah"

"hmm"

"you're ridiculous but also awfully sweet, so i will let it pass. but can you at least let me put down this wine bottle and glass?? i think my arms started to cramps"

Ah. That was why he hadn't felt any digits of his dainty fingers carding his hair yet.

Taehyung hummed. He trailed his hands down until he got a hold of Hoseok's firm thighs, caressing it until he got his hyung lifting his knees on either side of him, straddling him.

Hoseok, on the other hand, was unfazed by Taehyung's ministration and just let the younger man-handle him without batting an eyelash.

He calmly put the glass and his phone on the side before opening the wine, then stretched his hand to reach out the glass again before pouring an appropriate amount of wine into it.

Hoseok was still unbothered when Taehyung kneaded the flesh of his thighs. Shamelessly marveling the firmness of them and just twisted his body to put the bottle on the floor, since certain someone was adamant on keeping his ass sat still on his laps.

A smirk was visible on the elder's face when the side of the glass knocked Taehyung's forehead accidentally. It made him grunt his disapproval.

"aigoo.. sorry(?)", Hoseok said with no actual trace of being sorry.