a house made of cards and us inside | ot6 + yoongi

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Yoongi wakes up to a soft pair of lips on his forehead, smiling gently and nuzzling to Seokjin's warm body comfortably without opening his eyes.

It's Seokjin's lips, he's completely sure. There's something unspoken going on between them for so long. Yoongi couldn't remember when exactly but he just started to get used to being so close to Seokjin all the time and finding comfort in his presence. They sleep in the same bed most of the time and Seokjin always takes care of him.

It's not something they've ever spoken about but... there's definitely something there.

Seokjin laughs softly when Yoongi scrunches his nose at the tickling feeling of the kiss, before pulling him close again against his chest.

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Days pass by quite peacefully. They're in the middle of their preparation for the next comeback, and honestly, this is Yoongi's second favorite moment with performing on the stage being the first one. The stage is bright, loud and exciting, while staying in just to work on their music with a couple of practices here and there is quite relaxing. This way, he can take care of his body more and not stupidly miss taking his heat suppressants.

He hums quietly to himself, legs gently swinging as he sits on the stool pushed against the counter, just casually scrolling through his phone and giggling at the various comments of their fans under the most recent selca he posted. The other guys went out today for different reasons. Jimin and Hoseok just decided to walk around the town in disguise, wanting to get some fresh air without getting mobbed by other people. Taehyung is off to a filming for another series that he's casted in, and Jungkook is out with his other same-aged friends.

Sudden loud footsteps disrupt his silence, making him drop his phone on the counter, feet settling down on the ground to walk towards the source of the sound. He peeks out of the kitchen only to see Seokjin furiously pacing back and forth in front of Namjoon's room, looking so anxious and panicked as curses fall from his lips.

Yoongi walks towards him, bare feet padding against the cold ground. "Hyung, is everything okay?" he asks, making Seokjin stop his pacing. His eyes are blown wide, and Yoongi feels his skin prickle at the sight. He looks so on edge – as if his alpha is trying to take over. Yoongi has never seen him like this before. "Hyung?" he asks once more, voice softer this time.

"It's Namjoon," Seokjin answers, the tremble on his voice showing just how tense he is. And just then did Yoongi's ears pick up the sound coming from the other side of the door. It sounds like Namjoon's pained cries. "He's in a rut."

Yoongi curses loudly. Namjoon could've chosen another day to let this happen. It would be so much easier if the betas are here to help. The alphas don't spend their ruts together because it can trigger one another's rut, and it would be such a fucking mess if all three of them go through it at the same time. "Did you call the others? Hoseok or Jimin?"

Seokjin nods. "Yes, but I can't reach them. They're not answering their phones. I managed to call Jungkook but he can't come back quickly because the media leaked their location and now there are so many fans and journalists surrounding the building he's currently in."

Another loud cry comes from the other side of the door, and Namjoon's alpha pheromones are creeping out of the gaps, making their way to Yoongi's nose and forcing him to take a sniff. He covers his nose immediately.

This isn't good.

He always makes excuses to leave the dorm whenever one of the alphas is in a rut, because he knows that it will fuck with his senses. He has never had a heat before, outside of that first one he got while presenting as an omega. He drowned himself with heat suppressants so he wouldn't go through it again, but now he fucked up.