Third Person's POV
a panicked yoongi paced around the room as a passed out hoseok lays on his bed, squirming around, uncomfortably
" what should i do.. what should i do.. " he murmurs as he bit his fingernails, noticing the squirms of the male
" uhm... what does he want..? " the ravennette male sighs, anxiety filling him up as the uncomfortable expression of hoseok brings back memories
" yah! what are you doing " hoseok whispers yell as a male slid his hand onto the male's inner thighs, " just shut up and be a good doll "
hoseok tries to fight it off by shaking the male's hand off but it was no use, the male gripped his thighs tightly as hoseok couldn't do anything, but sat there, uncomfortable
" are you free to- " the male's sentence was cutted off by a sudden punch of a raging yoongi, " what the actual fuck are you doing " he huffs as the male sank down on the seat
" come here hoba, let's get you out of here " he says, grabbing the male gently on the wrists dragging him out of the club
" gosh what the fuck was the agency thinking... " he sighs in frustration as he took off his jacket, making the younger wear it " are you okay?, do you want me to call the police what do you need hoba? " he panics as hoseok replied with a soft peck on his cheek, shutting his panicked mumblings
" im okay now hyung, thank you " the younger smiles as yoongi's face reddens.
he shakes off the memory replaying on his mind, ' shit.. ' the ravennette curses off, " clothes.. clothes he needs his clothes changed fuck yoongi why are you so dumb "
he swore to himself as he ravaged his closet finding anything for the male to wear, he noticed his old white buttoned up shirt hanging up as he took that out of the closet placing the clothe beside the sleeping male
" okay phew.. " he sighs as he admires hoseok's face's features, his long lashes flickering, his nose wrinkles up in discomfort, discomfort... right! fuck
he shakes off his thoughts as he gently took off the male's wet shirt, his perky nipple was visible to the elder, ' no dirty thoughts yoongi.. ' he said to himself, as he places down the wet shirt inside his basket
he then took off the male's belt, unbuckling it as he then slowly thugs down the male's jogging pants, revealing his soft, honey like thighs
the ravennette's eyes shined as his hands, mindlessly, caressed the squirming's male naked thighs, soft, smooth, must grip..
without himself knowing, a large tent grew in the ravennette's pants. ' fuck.. yoongi no ' in a panic, he removed his hands from the male's thighs as he took the damp towel, washing the male's naked areas with it
his veiny hands guiding the soft towel on the male's body, it made yoongi feel... needy, he wanna touch the male's body so bad
placing the damp towel on a taboo, he was about to place a kiss on the male's thighs but he was stopped as the passed out male softly muttered the word ' cold '
he snaps out of it, as he gently let the male wear the old button up shirt, noticing the clothe was surprisingly still fits the male, after all these years.
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Fan Fiction | Yoonseok
Fanfictiona short fanfiction, about how a one singular book made of full fiction would change an idol's and his groupmate lives.
