Yoongi stood from the kitchen table and sighed, reaching his hands over his head and yawning. He stretched languidly, lengthening his body, his shirt riding up a little and then he exhaled and relaxed, tugging it back down. Taehyung was looking up at him and he leaned down and wiped a stray bit of food from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, chuckling softly.
"Eat well. I'll see you guys, I'm gonna go work in the studio for a bit," he said.
"Okay hyung," Taehyung said with a smile.
"Let me know if you need anything," Hoseok said, watching him go.
"Mhm," Yoongi replied, leaning down to kiss Gray's forehead, her eyelids fluttering.
"Come visit later if you want," he told her.
"Okay," she replied.
He headed out of the room and downstairs to the basement, going into his studio and flicking on the lights. He sank into the chair and booted up the computer with a sigh, cracking his knuckles and getting to work. Hours later he blinked, looking away from the computer for the first time since he started. He was feeling drained. He pulled out his phone and sent a text to Hobi. It was just an emoji of a battery, but he knew Hoseok would understand. He leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyes, rolling out his neck. A few minutes later, the door to the studio opened.
"Hey," Hoseok's familiar voice said.
Yoongi let his head fall back on the chair.
"Hey," he sighed.
Hoseok came around and perched on the edge of his desk, looking down at Yoongi.
"What do you need?" He asked.
Yoongi shrugged. "
Touch? Talk? Wanna play me something?" Yoongi frowned.
He didn't have anything worth listening to today. And he didn't have anything to say.
"Touch," he said, looking up at Hoseok.
He wasn't really sure what he needed but he knew Hoseok would be figure it out better than he could anyway.
"Me or you?" He asked.
Yoongi didn't reply, just sort of pouted at him. Hoseok smiled and hopped off the desk. He grabbed Yoongi's arm, tugging him out of the chair long enough to slip into it and pull the older boy back down onto his lap. Yoongi grumbled, but let him do so, relaxing back against him once they were both seated. Hoseok began to run his hands up and down Yoongi's arms softly, trailing his fingers over him slowly and sweetly. Yoongi sighed.
"Thank you," he murmured.
Hoseok didn't reply with words, but he cupped Yoongi's face and turned his head and kissed him. Yoongi melted into it and allowed himself to be kissed, his own hands relaxed loosely at his sides. Yoongi and Hoseok had a sort of silent agreement that no one else knew about - sometimes Yoongi needed to be distracted or taken care of when he worked too long in the studio and Hoseok was happy to help his hyung. They continued to kiss, Hoseok pushing his tongue past his lips until Yoongi submitted completely, his entire body relaxed, his mouth open and eyes closed as he let himself be taken. After a few moments Hoseok licked his bottom lip and pulled back. Yoongi whimpered, his eyes fluttering open.
"Done?" He asked in a small voice, his eyes soft and lips pouty. His mouth was wet and flushed and Hoseok shook his head.
"Definitely not done." But he made him get up, Yoongi whining the whole time, Hoseok rolling his eyes.
"Gonna make you feel good hyung. Relax." Yoongi sighed but let himself be positioned on his feet.
Hoseok made him face the desk and then pushed on his back until he bent over it, his ass toward Hoseok who still sat in his desk chair. He smoothed his hands up Yoongi's thighs and over his ass, giving him a squeeze before pushing his shirt midway up his back.
