ROSES AND GOLD

28

Yoongi paces around the room, nervously holding the golden string in his hand. He listens to Hobi through the phone.

" Just be yourself! And let him take charge tonight. Leave that power bottom stuff for another day. It's his day today. And take time romancing before getting into the sex part. Talk to him in between, let him know how much you longed for him. Basically, treat him like a king tonight...I googled all that hehe!"

Yoongi rolls his eyes but smiles nonetheless.

" Okay. Thank you. I think I've got this-" the string on his hand gets tugged. Yoongi ends the call and tugs the string back, feeling the slight force as he pulls it towards him. He hears the faint footsteps outside the door and he lets go of the string.

And Jungkook steps in.

And Yoongi swoons.

He falls in love all over again, just by looking at Jungkook. Still so breathtakingly handsome, if not more. And for a while, no one says anything. None of them even move. It's like, they can both hardly believe they are standing here, in front of each other.

Yoongi didn't expect to feel this emotional. His Jungkook is back. And they way he looks at him, it hasn't changed. The love is still there. Just like how his heart is almost exploding from emotions he can't even describe.

" Bun-"

" Ginger-"

They speak at the same time. And that's when the time unfreezes. They both move forward, and Yoongi is engulfed in the world's most euphoric embrace.

Jungkook wraps his hands around Yoongi's waist, resting his head on his shoulder, tears stinging his eyes.  Yoongi sniffs, nuzzling his face into Jungkook's chest. His hands lovingly caress his nape, his hair, inhaling that scent that feels like home.

" Welcome home, love." He whispers, smiling through his tears. Jungkook nods, placing a kiss on Yoongi's shoulder, before tightening his hold on him. He can't find words to say. He missed Yoongi the most. His smell, his voice, his smile, his grumpy attitude, his eyes, his body. His everything.

Yoongi looks up at Jungkook, and it is then that Jungkook notices that Yoongi has dyed his hair ginger once again. He smiles and lovingly pecks his forehead. Then his cheeks, his nose tip, before bringing his forehead to Yoongi's. He can feel Yoongi's breath against his lips. Jungkook rubs their noses together before leaning forward and kissing Yoongi.

It's like his body immediately goes aflame. Yoongi stands on his tip toes, and his hands grip Jungkook's shoulders. He deepens the kiss, slow and intense. Words are not needed tonight.

He only wants Jungkook...needs Jungkook. In more ways than one. He opens his mouth, and gladly let's Jungkook's tongue press against his own. Their lips suck as their tongues touch.

They break the kiss, huffing yet smiling. Jungkook pecks Yoongi one more time, before his eyes notice the room.

" Babe." He whispers, staring at the place in awe. Yoongi has personally customized the bedroom, giving it an outer space aesthetic. The projectors reflecting space images all round the ceiling, to the walls and the floor beneath. And artificial stars hanging from the ceiling.
Each morphing different colors, giving the place a very realistic space image.

All of these are Jungkook's company products.

" Come on." Yoongi tugs Jungkook towards the bed. And his breath gets knocked out of him when he realizes that Yoongi is wearing his shirt... only. They settle on the bed, with Yoongi taking the wine from the wine bucket, filled with ice.

" Tu bois, mon monsieur?"
Yoongi asks, showing Jungkook the wine bottle. Jungkook smiles, and lovingly kisses Yoongi.

" Oui, merci."