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You're in Trouble 78

Taehyung wore his collar until bedtime when you finally reached around and gently took it off of him.

"I'm glad you like it," you murmured to him softly, brushing your fingers over his neck.

"It just felt nice," he said. "You know...just letting someone take care of me and stuff." You chuckled.

"I think Jiminie can relate," you said. He paused and tilted his head, as if considering.

"I guess it's a similar concept," he said. You nodded. "You're gonna sleep in my bed tonight, right?"

"Of course I will, pup," you said, reaching up under your shirt to undo your bra and then slipping the straps down out from under your shirt. He smiled happily. Jungkook walked into the room.

"Gray!" He said excitedly.

"Hey bub," you said.

"Will you sleep with me?" He asked, his eyes hopeful. Taehyung pouted.

"It's okay," he said though, his voice low but just a little sad.

"I said I'd sleep with Tae." you told Jungkook.

"Tae's bed is big though?" Jungkook said, looking at the older boy. Taehyung shrugged but stopped pouting as he crawled into his bed, scooting over to one side. You slid in next to him and Jungkook turned the light off before joining the two of you, both boys cuddling up against you snugly.

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The next day you were standing in the bathroom, leaning over the sink and utting on mascara, your lips parted and eyes opened wide.

"Hey," came a familiar low and soft voice from the doorway.

"Hey Yoongs," you replied, without looking away.

"What are you doing today?" He asked.

"Got a date."

"Oh."

"Wanna come?" You asked, looking over at him, the mascara wand pausing in your hand.

"Uh-"

"HOBI!" You shouted suddenly.

"What?" his voice called from down the hall.

"CAN YOONGI COME TOO?"

"Of course!" He called back. You smiled at Yoongi, then looked back at the mirror to do the other eye.

"Uh. Okay then," Yoongi chuckled. "Is that what you're wearing, we aren't going something fancy are we?" He asked.

"I think we're just getting coffee at this point, maybe food, I dunno," you said. You closed the mascara and turned to him, glancing down at your comfortable outfit of jeans and a low cut but comfortable top, "Should I change?" You asked.

"No, no," he said, stepping into the bathroom to put his hand on your waist and look down at you. "You look cute babe. Was just wondering if I needed to change." You smiled and kissed the tip of his nose, making him scrunch it up cutely.

"You're sweet," you said. "Want me to put some makeup on you?" You asked. He frowned but then shrugged.

"Yeah, sure fine."

Which was how you ended up standing between Yoongi's legs as he sat on the closed toilet seat, his head tilted up and eyes closed. You dusted a little brown eyeshadow on him and then lined his eyes lightly, admiring his pretty features and long, thick lashes.

"Quit saying I'm pretty," he grumbled as you dabbed tinted lip balm to the center of his lower lip.

"I won't," you replied. "Because it is the truth."