What's One More

Are we a pack?

"Yoongi!" You whine, rubbing against his neck, "I want to snuggle so bad!"

"I really don't think that's what you want. Babe, you're going to have to wait until later, I have to focus." He has a deadline today, a big project, that is all you know but you are incredibly irritated that it is getting in the way.

"Fine!" You pull away and stomp to the door.

"Love you!" Yoongi sang out, eyes not leaving his screen. You roll your eyes and yank the door open. "Say it back, cat!"

"Love you too," You growl, closing the door behind you. You can hear him chuckling behind the closed door and it irritates you to no end. Maybe you will feel better if you paint.

On your way to the kitchen, you notice Namjoon on the couch, reading a book. You pout, indecisive. Yoongi is busy, and maybe he's right in that you need a little more than an innocent snuggle, but maybe an innocent snuggle can tide you over until Yoongi is available. You want to cuddle someone now.

You walk up to the couch and Namjoon lowers his book to peer at you.

"Namjoon, can we cuddle?" He chuckles, looking up at you with his dimpled cheeks. You stick your bottom lip out in a pout.

"Sure, if you want to..." You are already in motion before he finishes, pressing into his side, nuzzling his neck and letting out a loud purr as you feel his body heat.

"Yoongi's too busy." You close your eyes and reflexively curl your fingers into his shirt. As he relaxes, you snuggle in closer. He lets his other arm wrap around your back and rests his hand on your hip. You purr again.

"Want me to read to you?"

"As long as you're not offended if I fall asleep." His chest shakes a little as he chuckles. Then he begins to read. You don't pay attention to what he is reading at all, but the sound of his voice is soothing. His fingers lazily trace up and down your hip. You don't fight the sleep when it comes over you.

You wake up to someone brushing hair off your cheek and tucking it behind your ear. You crack one eye to look. You are still pressed against Namjoon, who is now asleep next to you, his chest rising and falling gently. You look up and there is Yoongi, his finger now tracing your eyebrow.

"Just couldn't wait huh?" He asks quietly, smirking down at you. You yawn and stretch, Namjoon stirring at your movement.

"What time is it?" Namjoon asks, rubbing his eyes.

"I was just coming down for lunch, you guys hungry?" Yoongi's fingers brush against your jaw, and you shiver a little, nodding. "You Joonie?" Another nod.

As Yoongi makes his way to the kitchen, you take another minute to snuggle into Namjoon. He pulls you close to him and sighs. Your nose nuzzles at his scent gland at the junction between his neck and his jaw, unconsciously scenting him as you do. His scent is like freshly turned dirt, earthy and strangely addicting with a calming hint of jasmine.

"Thanks," You breath into his neck and lightly kiss his skin. He shivers at the contact. You want more of him, a lot more of him, you can feel it welling up inside of you, the desire to touch him, to feel his skin. You lick along his adams apple that bobs against your tongue as he swallows hard.

You sit up with a gasp, taking a deep breath to clear the arousal building in your chest. From the look on his face, he can probably smell it coming off you. You can smell his too.

"I'm sorry," you say quietly.

"It's ok." He is breathing a little heavier than normal and one fist is gripping the book on his chest so tightly his knuckles are white. Would he stop you if you lean down to kiss him? You stand up, not trusting yourself. Namjoon stands up too, stretching and smiling shyly at you before looking at Yoongi in the kitchen.