shoop.

eight- threesome

i don't regret writing this at all

just sayin

warning: first part is (sorta) sexual so get your (sorta) sexy music playing

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hoseok grabbed the key daria had copied for him and opened the door, settling the groceries he had just brought in his other hand. he pushed open the door, walking in and used his foot to close the door. he walked into daria's kitchen humming while putting up the groceries, when he first heard it.

"was that a moan?" he asked himself, smirking. did daria get lonely without me? he thought, heading in the direction of the stairs. "don't worry daria, your hope will take care of you."

he walked up the stairs, quietly and headed in the direction of her room, where the moans were getting increasingly louder. his hand stilled on the brass doorknob when he heard a sharp moan of 'jungkook'.

hoseok was confused onto why she was moaning jungkook's name when she barely knew him. if anything she should be moaning his name.

hoseok got his answer when he finally twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open to see his dongsaeng basically fucking daria into the mattress. drool running from her mouth because she couldn't stop the moans from coming out as he thrusts harder and harder.

hoseok felt his mouth drop open at the sight, but he didn't look away, feeling his pants get tighter and honestly he felt like a voyeur or some shit like that.

he barely noticed when daria turned and saw him and let out a confused moan of h-hoseok? and when jungkook stopped thrusting when he heard daria.

he did notice when daria turned to jungkook and they both smirked at each other and then looked at him with the same smirk.

the next thing hoseok knows is he's being dragged over to the bed by a naked daria and being stripped by his dongsaeng.

could this get anymore surprising?

***

"speaking of friendship, where's jungkook?" namjoon asked, sipping some tea. they all looked around for their dongsaeng and then realized he could only be at three other places and he was most likely at the one they were thinking of now. they looked across the street towards daria's house and sighed inwardly.

"okay who's going first?" jimin asked, biting his nails. honestly, he wanted to go over there and see daria by himself, but there was no way that he was going to let anyone know it.

"oooh i'll go! me! me!" taehyung shouted, bouncing in his seat with his hand raised. yoongi looked at seokjin, then namjoon, then jimin, and then back at taehyung. he saw the looks on their faces like are they sure they should send the weakest link to a hypnotic beauty like daria? and try to get jungkook and hoseok back at the same time? they might as well send jimin with him then.

"no, namjoon will go." yoongi pointedly looked at the younger, who had spit out his tea onto jimin who was laying across his lap. jimin shot up, wiping his face, disgustedly. he mumbled something about him being disgusted and sat beside taehyung.

"me? why me?!" namjoon stuttered, standing up so he could tower yoongi in an attempt to intimidate him. but he forgot that yoongi is yoongi and yoongi does not give two shits. yoongi glared up at him and namjoon whimpered inwardly, sitting back down. "it's nice that you think i'm strong and all, but i haven't been laid in like four months, and have you seen daria's body like damn homie!"