Oh Fuck

38

The party after our wedding was in full swing, everyone was having fun and me and Yoongi? We were in the closet... Where else would a couple celebrate their wedding? Exhaling in annoyance, I hung my head while Yoongi giggled softly.

"Look on the bright side, maybe the three of them have something we don't know yet and we'll have something to copy tonight." he said with a grin, while I could hear my two best friends moaning outside the wardrobe.

"Or, the fact that your best friend is fucking my best friends right now disturbs me so much that we won't have sex at all," I sighed and then saw Yoongi pout in the dim light.

"Well, we haven't said the last word yet, Cutie Patootie," he threatened in a whisper and I grimaced.

"Call me that again and I'll divorce you for cringe." I threatened quietly and saw him smirk again.

"Oh yeah daddy, harder..." moaned Wooyoung loudly now and I hinted at a vomit gesture as Yoongi wiggled his eyebrows.

"Forget it... I'm definitely not going to call you daddy." I denied him directly and heard him laughing softly again.

"You can call me Oppa." came his suggestion, which made me shake my head vehemently.

"Or I could do like my mother with my father and call you Pabo..." I suggested with a fake smile and Yoongi put his hands over his mouth to stop himself from laughing too loudly. He thought it was really funny to tease me, and it was his fault that we had ended up in this situation in the first place.

A few hours earlier, we had actually managed to get Taehyung and Mingi dead drunk, persuading them to take their vows in front of the master of ceremonies had been easy and San had filmed everything so we could show them. We all hoped that in their shock, they didn't think that there wasn't a real registrar here, as we were already legally married and just needed someone to conduct the wedding ritual. The whole thing wasn't binding and the man certainly didn't have the authority for a valid marriage. But we wouldn't tell them that...

Then we sent the three slobs, San, Wooyoung and Hobi, to their room because they had kept the spare rings, but they hadn't come back even after 40 minutes, so Yoongi and I went to see where they were. Their room door was unlocked and we just went in to look for the rings. There was no one in the room, so we were looking through their luggage when we heard voices coming from their bathroom.

"I'm going to screw you both so badly that you won't be able to sit down today." we heard Hobi through the door, which we now looked at in horror.

"Shit, they'll think we want to rob them..." Yoongi said, not very logically.

"Bullshit, they probably know we're looking for the rings." I contradicted him, but it was too late, he had already pushed me into the closet, followed me and closed the door, while our friends came out of the bathroom naked and lay down on the bed, kissing wildly, which I could see thanks to the small gap between the doors. Which didn't mean I wanted to see it, so I turned my face to Yoongi, who grinned at me in amusement.

"Are you serious now?" I asked, slightly annoyed, but Yoongi prevented any further conversation by simply kissing me. That's how we ended up in their closet...

"Oh man... we've been sitting here for almost an hour... how long can he keep this up... Is he a machine or what?" I moaned, as my legs were slowly falling asleep.

"Hobi is a dancer, he has stamina." Yoongi pointed out to me, waggling his eyebrows, and I rolled my eyes.

"I don't want to spend my wedding night in the closet..." I said, pouting, and Yoongi pulled me onto his lap, where he pulled me tightly against him before covering my neck with kisses.

"We could spend some time together," he suggested, whispering hoarsely in my ear, which gave me moderate goose bumps. I leaned closer to him and tilted my head to give him more space around his neck when he suddenly pinched my bottom and I was startled. Looking for support, I braced myself against the nearest surface, which unfortunately was the door, and because it opened and I had no support, the two of us fell out of the wardrobe. Irritated looks and a sight that would probably haunt me for the rest of my life awaited us as we looked at the bed.

"What are you looking for here?" asked San, visibly confused.

"Well, the rings." Yoongi said with a laugh, as he probably found the situation rather funny, while I would have preferred to run back into the wardrobe.