"Eomma wants to know who you would like to invite." Hoseok kissed Yoongi's neck. Yoongi stood up, took Hoseok's hand, and pulled him to the bedroom.
"Yoongi, this is avoidance." Hoseok laughed as Yoongi said nothing but kissed Hoseok's neck. He unbuttoned his shirt, loosening his tie and pulling it from his neck, tossing it onto the dresser.
He pushes his shirt to the floor. "Yoongi?" "Yeah?" Yoongi drops to his knees and opens Hoseok's pants, pulling his boxers and pants down. He started to lick and suck him, causing Hoseok to moan.
"Yoongi?" "I promise after," Yoongi stated as he pushed Hoseok down on the bed and pulled his shoes off. "You know you're terrible," Hoseok said, and it stopped Yoongi in his tracks. Yoongi got up and walked over to his bag that was next to his dresser.
"What are you doing?" "Getting you what you wanted." Yoongi pulled out a legal pad. "You don't have to make a list right this second."
Hoseok sat up. "I'm not." Yoongi handed Hoseok the legal pad, and Hoseok looked at it.
It contained the names and addresses of around twenty people."Why didn't you tell me you already had the list?" Hoseok asked. "Would you have believed me?" Yoongi questioned as he lay down next to Hoseok.
"Honestly?" Hoseok hated to admit it and made a face. "No." "I know, I haven't been the best at doing things that you wanted.
Bogum got on me the other day, and I sat during my free hour and started looking up addresses for everyone that I would like to be there." "It's not very many." "I don't have very many people I would like there," Yoongi responded.
"I love you, and I'm sorry for getting on you." Hoseok kissed Yoongi and cuddled up to him. Yoongi arrived at the mansion unannounced one afternoon.
He was hoping to catch Pilnam at home. Yoongi had been trying to pay close attention to when Hoseok would call Pilnam at his office or home. And it sounded like he spent a lot of his Thursdays out of the office there.
Driving up to the gates, he was stopped. The guards radioed to the house and let him through. Yoongi then drove up and parked in front of the house.
Approaching the front door, the house manager opened it. "Mr. Min, is there something that I can help you with?" "Yes, I know I don't have an appointment, but I was hoping that I could speak to Mr. Jung." "Come in. I'll see if Mr. Jung is free."
The manager stated as he showed Yoongi to the living room and left to talk with Pilnam in his study. Yoongi stood at the window looking out at the front lawn when Pilnam walked into the room. "Yoongiaa, an odd time to visit just a few weeks before your pending marriage to my son."
"Yeah, but it's something that I have thought about for a while now. I know Hoseok would never write it up, but I know you will." Yoongi turned around with a shrug and a half-smile.
"And what would that be?" Pilnam was curious. "A prenup." Yoongi chuckled.
"What the hell do you want?" Pilnam asked defensively. Yoongi put his hands up. "Calm down, please.
I want nothing. I want to say that if this marriage ever dissolved, I hope it never does. But if it did, I would not receive a cent of his money."
"Why?" Pilnam was astonished.
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