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A Soft Morning 81

You woke in the morning between Yoongi and Hoseok, your face pressed to Yoongi's firm chest, your hand draped over his waist, Hoseok's hips against your ass. Your limbs felt dead, everything hurt. You groaned softly, squeezing your eyes tight closed.

"Is she awake?" Hoseok whispered. Yoongi peered down at you.

"Morning baby," he said softly. You exhaled pouting.

"Ouch," you whined, making Yoongi let out a breathy chuckle and kiss your forehead.

"I'm sorry," he murmured.

"I'm not," Hoseok said. "I hope you learned your lesson."

"What was it, I forgot," you grumbled, rolling gingerly onto your back.

"Don't be a smart ass or I'll fuck you again right now," Hoseok said, leaning over to kiss your cheek. You frowned.

"No please," you whimpered. Yoongi chuckled. "I gotta pee," you said. He sat up, moving so you could get out of bed. You slid to the edge but whimpered when you put your feet on the floor.

"What is it?" Yoongi asked.

"Everything fucking hurts," you said.

"Come here," Yoongi sighed, tugging on your hands to help you stand. He walked with you to the bathroom, letting you lean on him, and went in with you.

"Are you gonna like, never wanna fuck me again if you watch me pee?" You asked, glancing at him. Yoongi snored.

"What is that supposed to mean?" He asked.

"Will the magic be gone? Do I need to make you step out of the room?"

Yoongi laughed.

"I'm gonna brush my teeth," he said, shaking his head. You pouted but sat anyway, pressing your thighs together. Yoongi just started brushing his teeth like it was the most normal thing, looking in the mirror and scratching his stomach with his free hand. When you were finished you stood up slowly, tugging your pants back up and turning to flush as he spit into the sink and rinsed his toothbrush off. You washed your hands and then reached for your own toothbrush and he leaned in and kissed your cheek.

"So I guess we're like grossly domestic now," you mumbled, sticking the bristles in your mouth.

"If you say so" he hummed, pressing close to you. "How do you feel?"

"Ow," you said, mouth full of toothpaste. He chuckled.

"Can you be more specific?" He asked.

"Ow everywhere," you said, then bent over and spat. He helped you back toward the bedroom.

"Where's Jin?" You asked as Hoseok stretched his arms over his head and yawned.

"Had to go to work," he said. You frowned.

"It's Sunday," you pouted.

"He owns a company," Yoongi replied. "Doesn't matter what day it is." He helped you to the bed and you whimpered when you sat down. Hoseok sighed.

"C'mere baby," he said.

"What?" You pouted, wincing as you turned around.

"Does it really hurt that bad?" Yoongi asked, frowning.

"You've never been railed by four dicks in a row, have you?" You asked, glaring. "Namjoon's on its own is enough to make me sore anyways. Plus! I feel like I'm covered in bruises."

"You probably are babe," Yoongi said.

"Let me kiss them," Hoseok said, sitting up.

"No," you humphed, turning away but wincing again.