"S-sir?"
He stutters, cheeks tinting red as he adjusts his falling glasses up to his nasal bone.
"Hoseok, I need you to marry me."
"What?!"
The male shouts, heart racing wildly as he he stares at the silver haired male in disbelief.
[YoonSeok]
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"What are we, Yoongi?"
The brunette whispers, running his fingers through the snoring man's soft locks. Yoongi is fast asleep, his chest pacing up and down steadily.
"Why do you want me to stay?"
The black haired male groans a little when Hoseok moves away. The younger smiles at the pout on the his husband's lips before slowly adjusting him towards the pillow.
"Hoba.."
"I'm here, it's okay."
He mumbles, watching his drunk husband sleep away with a frown on his face. Caressing the man's flushed cheeks, Hoseok leans closer and pecks his forehead.
"Good night, Yoongi."
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"Fuck."
Yoongi mutters, sitting on the bed with his head on his palms. He couldn't remember much of last night after meeting her.
"How's the hangover?"
Hoseok asks with a teasing smile as he walks into the room with a tray in his hand.
"Amazing."
The brunette chuckles in amusement as he passes a cup of coffee to the other. Yoongi groans in appreciation as he sips on the hot beverage before mumbling a faint "thank you".
"You're welcome. I'll go get ready for work now."
The black haired male watches in hesitation as Hoseok walks towards the door, his throat dry in anxiety.
"Doll..."
The brunette halts in his tracks and glances at his husband over his shoulder before humming as a sign for the older to continue, curiosity gleaming in his eyes.
"Did I... Did I say something to you last night?"
Hoseok fights off the little smile that threatens to appear on his lips at how cute Yoongi looks.
"No.. Not that I recall of.."
"D-Did I say anything at all about files and paperworks?"
"No, why?"
"Nothing! I'm going to shower now, thanks for the coffee."
The man says in relief, passing an all gummy smile to the brunette who squints his eyes at him in pretence of not knowing the reason behind Yoongi's ridiculous questions.
And when he leaves the room, the black haired male falls back onto the bed with a sigh.
"Fuck, that was a close call. I shouldn't get drunk again and risk having Hoseok know the truth. He can never know."
