He just stood up and walked around the coffee table and extended his hand. "Let's talk about this in the morning, you're tired, it's late, let's get some sleep." Yoongi took the offer and Hoseok pulled him up and right into a hug.
"I love you too, Yoongiaa. Let's find a room to sleep." The first room they tried was locked, and the same with the next. They saw stairs so they knew it must have a loft.
Yoongi walked up the stairs to the door, while Hoseok walked into the kitchen because he saw the envelope. Yoongi opened the door and flipped on the light switch. That's when he started to laugh.
Hoseok heard Yoongi laughing and walked up to see why. Hoseok stopped in his tracks when he saw the room. "On what level of kink, do they think we're on?" Hoseok asked.
"I have no clue," Yoongi said with a laugh. Laid out on a small table, were rope, handcuffs, a dildo, condoms, lube, and a flogger. On the floor was a duffle bag with a note attached stating to take everything with and enjoy, Bogum.
Next to the bed was a bottle of wine chilling and there was a cooler also next to the bed, with a sign saying 'Open Me'. What threw the both of them, was the sex swing. Semi over the bed, so it could be used on or off.
It also had a sign on it saying it was theirs to take. Yoongi shook his head and walked towards the bed, he pulled back the covers. "Oh, and Bogum's version of mints, seems to be condoms."
He tossed it on the nightstand by the wine, dropped his pants, and sat down on the bed. "What's the envelope?" "I found it on the kitchen table." Hoseok walked over and did the same but on the opposite side of the bed.
He pulled the covers back also finding a condom, dropped his pants, and sat down, they got in and pulled the covers up. Hoseok opened the envelope and looked in. He pulled out a few things along with two envelopes, but one he quickly hid before Yoongi saw it, it was marked to him.
The other one was addressed to both of them so he opened that one and pulled out a letter and began to read it out loud. Yoongi and Hoseok, We all love and hate to see you both miserable apart. It's why you've been kidnapped this weekend.
If you end up wanting to blame anyone, blame me (Jin). But I wasn't the creator of this plan, but I will take all the legal actions (if there are any, Hoseok) and beating (because you know I can take you, Yoongi). Please talk, cry, scream, fuck, or do whatever you two do and work this shit out.
We are tired of inquiring about the other, the bad moods, and THE, I don't know what the fuck we are going to come (to/from) home/school/work mood. Truly we do love you, Jin, Sana, Taemin, Jimin, Bogum, and the entire football team. P.S. The room was set up by Bogum, no one could deter him.
Love you, Sana, P.S.S. Someone will be back Sunday at six. That is P.M. not A.M., so please work this out. "Well," Hoseok said as he finished the letter.
"Hmm," Yoongi said.
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