Jungkook pushed Yoongi against the wall of the apartment stairs, grabbing at his clothes as they kissed. Yoongi didn't want to stop, but they'd only just gotten inside. He pulled Jungkook by his shirt up the stairs. Jungkook followed with a smile.
He hovered behind Yoongi, pushing his hands under his shirt as Yoongi unlocked the door distractedly. Jungkook pressed himself against Yoongi's back as they walked in. Yoongi threw his keys on the counter and turned back to Jungkook as they walked back into his room. He pulled at Jungkook's shirt eagerly and Jungkook grinned back, pulling it off easily, revealing the tattoos that crawled across his arm.
It dropped to the floor, and Jungkook reached for Yoongi's clothes.
A door opened.
They both turned, and Hope was in the door of the bedroom, looking at them. "Uh...hey Yoon--"
"Hoseok what the hell?" He yelled out.
Hoseok looked between Yoongi and the shirtless man. "Who's he?"
"Jeon Jungkook, are you Yoongi's roommate?" Jungkook walked over and bowed, shamelessly half-naked.
"No. He's not. What are you doing here?" Yoongi poked Hoseok in the chest. He knew about this date, what the hell was he thinking breaking and entering the house? "Get out, Hoseok."
Hoseok didn't move, and glared at Jungkook, who started to realize something was actually wrong and pulled Yoongi back, putting an arm protectively around him. "Who are you to him?"
"I'm his Hope." Hoseok suddenly put on a big smile. "And you are?"
"His boyfriend." Jungkook's tone dropped. So did Hoseok's smile.
"Ah. You did so much for me, Yoongi. Now this kid?" Hoseok glared at him. "Be careful of what you're doing, remember?"
Yoongi glared back at him. "Hope get out. Stop coming into my house, got it?" It wasn't an empty threat. He'd gone too far.
Hoseok bow to them before heading out to the door. Jungkook looked down at Yoongi. "So...who was that?"
"An ex." Yoongi sighed and rubbed his eyes. "He started talking to me recently and decides to come into my house on random days. It's never reciprocated, clearly, I just...can we go to your place?" Yoongi looked up at him.
Jungkook nodded eagerly. "If he bothers you again--"
"I got it, kook. Don't worry now let's go, yah?" Yoongi was already at the door. He knew he pissed off Hoseok, and he'd probably get in trouble for it later. Hoseok was just jealous he knew that but he couldn't help but fear what might happen.
So when they get to Jungkook's place, they fall onto his bed in a tangle of sheets and blankets, pulling off clothes until they were only skin to skin. Yoongi would remember this, this time. He'd remember kissing Jungkook's collar bones and following his tattoos. He'd remember how Jungkook had left marks on his thighs, and how their bodies conjoined in the moon light.
Yoongi liked the feel of Jungkook, big and strong compared to his pale, frail body. Jungkook left whispers on his skin, compliments of love and admiration. Yoongi would remember it all with a smile.
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When he woke up the next morning everything felt familiar, and he smiled as he rolled over to see the pretty boy with tattoos asleep next to him and reached out to kiss his boyfriend. Jungkook smiled in his sleep and pulled Yoongi closer.
A/N: I'll have more scheduled parts btw.
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FanfictionJJK-MYG Yoongi is balancing his love life, running from the mafia and keeping it all hidden from his friends. But it's all his fault, right?
