~♥︎~
Deep breath. Hoseok's heart rate spikes.
"Just to do the- the being on the knees thing," Yoongi hurries to add, his cheeks covering up with red color. "Not the- I wouldn’t ask you to let me s-suck, I-" he flinches on Hoseok's sudden response.
"Yes," Hoseok says – firm and concise.
Yoongi’s mouth closes.
"I mean, no," Hoseok clarifies, heart beating so fucking hard. "It wouldn’t be weird."
"It wouldn’t?" Yoongi asks quietly.
"I wanted to offer myself," Hoseok admits, laughing. "But I didn’t wanna cross the weird line."
"So I crossed the weird line," Yoongi exclaims, laughing about it.
Hoseok opens his mouth, holds for a moment, "Not if we’re both into it."
He jumps off the couch before he can overthink it and puts his hand out for Yoongi to take.
"What, now?" Yoongi asks, eyes widening.
Hoseok says nothing, just keeps his hand out.
After a few seconds, Yoongi takes it, getting off the couch too.
"Really?" Yoongi whispers as Hoseok leads them down the hall.
They pass by his and Jimin’s room. Jimin’s not home right now, so Hoseok could technically take them there, but he doesn’t want the risk of Jimin coming back, so he drags Yoongi to his small room and locks the door behind them, since Jin is sleeping with Jungkook today. Too many of them are home for unlocked doors if they’re going to be doing this.
"Okay," Hoseok exclaims and turns to Yoongi – who’s beet red. "We don’t have too if you don't want it. Wanna think again?"
Yoongi's ’s mouth opens.
"We don’t," Hoseok repeats.
"I asked for it," Yoongi says hesitantly.
"Still don’t have to,"Hoseok insists.
"I don’t know how to do this," Yoongi whispers quickly. "I don’t even know what’s happening."
And Hoseok, not really knowing what’s happening either, takes a deep breath, walks up to Yoongi and holds his hand into his.
"Me neither," he says, and Yoongi sags against him.
"Hobi it was so bad..It was nothing like I imagined. " Yoongi whines, his fingers tightening around Hoseok.
"What was?" Hoseok asks, concerned now, crouching down a little to see Yoongi's face who was looking down.
"I thought it would feel at least a little good," Yoongi says. The dildo, that’s what he’s talking about. "But I just felt really fucking embarrassed."
"That’s okay," Hoseok says quietly. "You didn’t really know." He rubbed his thumb against Yoongi's skin.
Yoongi looks into Hoseok’s eyes, "But you know. What to do. Right?"
