The Night You Left Me | Taegi (Sequel) ✔️

Twenty-Seven

It's a Friday night and Yoongi is tired from learning college stuff.

He calls every single one of his friends insane for putting themselves through this sort of torture over and over again, but they just hit him with "You'll understand eventually."

He sighs even though he has no more assignments to do. Sighs because all he wants to do is cuddle up into his boyfriend's arms and sleep the weekend away. However, Taehyung is currently painting something for the art class that he loves so much and he doesn't want to distract him from his own assignments.

So, he closes his laptop and pushes it towards the center of the kitchen table. He quietly slips out of his seat and leaves Taehyung to his jazz music and singing lightly to himself as he paints away. He goes to his bedroom and nestles comfortably into his blankets, loving the coolness against his skin.

It's been a stressful week and he deserves to relax. From piles of assignments and essays to dealing with people-stress, he thinks it's very deserving. He deserves to treat himself.

If it weren't for the fact that Taehyung is busy, the bed is so comfortable, and Yoongi has nothing else to do but relieve stress, the thought wouldn't have come up. But as he lies on his tummy on his bed, he gently lifts his leg a little. With the motion, he decides to just say fuck it and goes all out.

He pushes his hips into the mattress and exhales long and slow, feeling bolder as his body becomes electric and interested. Other than the love he receives from everyone, this right here is the only other thing that makes Yoongi's lifeless body feel alive again.

Gripping onto his blankets, he bites his lip and shudders as his fangs come out like they always do when he feels this excitement trickling into his skin. He can't hold back, always loving the feeling of his sharp teeth against his plump bottom lip. He bites down easily and lets out a little hum into the blanket, pressing his face into it as he feels himself chub up below.

He continues for a moment, but eventually settles further up onto his bed, now lying face first into a pillow and pulling another pillow down under him. The weight of the pillow below him earns him more friction, to which he shudders at, loving the feeling of his dick being trapped between his own body and the soft cushion.

Of course, he's aware that Taehyung could easily use his crazy good earshot to hear him, but he also knows that Taehyung is busy singing along to jazz music and most likely doesn't pay anything else any attention.

Still, he keeps quiet as he smoothly humps up against his pillow. He takes the dark blue fabric of the pillowcase into his hands and he lets out a pleased, quiet moan into his other pillow as heat surges down below. He easily becomes harder as he quickens his little humps, becoming needier and even drooling a little into the pillow as he feels pleasure building up.

A soft knock shocks him back into reality— a reality where he lives with Kim Taehyung.

Yoongi can't even react properly before his bedroom door eases open. He lifts his head from the pillow quickly and in a daze, his eyes meet Taehyung's.

"Baby," Taehyung says with his usual needy tone, which means he wants something and is being playful about it. But as his eyes scan over Yoongi and his position, he seems to forget his little playful act and his eyes widen. "Oh."

Oh.

Yoongi immediately gets swarmed with about thirty different types of embarrassment and he turns over, fleeing his original position, but it only puts the drool stain in his pillow on full display and he bites down a little too hard onto his lip, a trickle of blood seeping down it, but it doesn't hurt— hardly anything hurts since he was turned into a vampire.