Telescope

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Namjoon: *exists*

Yoongi, unprovoked: MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY FRIDAY SATURDAY SUNDAY SEVEN DAYS A WEEK EVERY HOUR EVERY MINUTE EVERY SECOND NIGHT AFTER NIGHT-

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Yoongi pressed the top piece of bread down over his stack of condiments, squishing the sandwich down so it wouldn't topple over on the journey back to the bedroom.

He had made one for Joon too, though he wasn't sure the boy would actually eat it.

Still, couldn't say Yoongi didn't try.

He also grabbed two water bottles from the fridge and used the bathroom quick before hurrying back to the room Namjoon was still tied up in.

Speaking of that, he knew he was going to have to let the dimpled boy use the toilet soon as well. Despite the risk it would be to untie the stronger and taller boy, Yoongi didn't have a piss kink, even if it was from his crush.

He slowed when he entered the hallway, nearing the door to the bedroom. He balanced the plate of sandwiches and the bottles of water in one arm and hand, pausing in the doorway to peer into the bedroom.

Namjoon was still on the bed where Yoongi had left him, which was no surprise; his knots were unbreakable. When Yoongi finally left, he had planned on cutting the ropes instead of undoing the knots.

Namjoon was currently trying to free himself from his restraints, kicking his bound legs and yanking on the ropes that tied his wrists to the headboard. Muffled sounds of frustration slipped past the gag, while the blindfold prevented the boy from realizing Yoongi was watching him.

With a soft chuckle, Yoongi set the water down carefully on the carpet and grabbed a sandwich, taking a large bite off it.

Namjoon finally huffed, giving up on trying to free all four limbs at once and focused on just his right hand.

"Keep trying, princess." Yoongi called around a mouthful of bread. "You're never going to get out of that."

Namjoon was startled at the sudden voice, but it only stopped him for a moment before he resumed trying to escape with a vengeance.

Yoongi smiled and shook his head, picking the water bottles back up. He walked inside and kicked the door shut behind him. After setting the food and drinks down on the bedside table, he picked up a water bottle and cracked it open. He took a few sips, before deciding to save the rest for Joon.

The boy had already suffered through a few orgasms, he needed more water than Yoongi did.

"Stop wasting your energy." Yoongi told him. "We'll take a break so you can eat something and get some water in you. And, if you've decided to be nicer, we can try having a discussion again."

Namjoon snorted, and though he finally went still, Yoongi could tell it was only out of frustration, and not compliance. There were red lines around the boys wrists and ankles, and Yoongi decided he didn't want Joon to keep hurting himself. Yoongi would have to change the type of bondage soon.

Yoongi took another bite of his sandwich and pulled his mask back over his lower face. He reached his free hand out to grab the blindfold, pulling it off so Namjoon could see again.

"Your mayonnaise was going to expire soon." Yoongi said, showing him the sandwich. "So I used it up for you."

Namjoon just glared at him.

"You're welcome." Yoongi responded to the unsaid 'thank you'. "It was no trouble, really."

He held up the water. "You can decide if you want to eat or not for right now, but when it gets later I will force you to eat something if you don't eat now. As for water, you don't get a choice. You're going to have at least half of this bottle before we continue. And don't worry about me making you piss yourself, I'm not into that. I'll let you use the bathroom."