Genre: Fluff (Contains; make-outs and touching, but notsmut or anything- I hope that this stuff doesn't bother you.) I'm currently editing part two so I can post it for you.
Requested By: A VERY funny/nice person who's a good friend named valeriekokoro (Saranghae, Valerie!!!)(Go check Valerie out, very fun/friendly person- *Whispers: Saranghae, Valerie*)
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"I hate you, I love you."
"Ughhh. Look at them, acting as if they're in love. What's wrong with them?!" Seokjin scoffed angrily shoving another spoonful of rice in his mouth. Yoongi curiously looked up from his messy stack of papers to Seokjin, then turned his head to see what the the older boy was talking about this time. Yoongi mentally wanted to bang his head repeatedly on the kitchen table. Once again, Jungkook and Namjoon were just hanging out (at least-from what Yoongi knew) playing around with each other during these little 'play fights,' and once again, Kim Seokjin was bitterly jealous. Yoongi just rolled his eyes at his hyung before pushing his reading glasses back up his nose, and returning to his previous activity of writing his lyrics. "Seokjin, I don't get what the big deal with you is. They're just playing. And you're just overreacting again." Yoongi said without looking up from his paper. Seokjin scoffed and gripped Yoongi's ear, giving the younger boy a death glare. "Yah, is that how you talk to your hyung? No formalities whatsoever?" "Mi-mihane, Seokjin hyung, It was an accident-- I swear." Yoongi pleaded as he let go of Yoongi's ear. Suddenly, a lightbulb popped into his head. Kim Seokjin unexpectedly grabbed the sides of Min Yoongi's face in his hands and stared into the younger (now blushing) boy's dark brown eyes. Seokjin wet his lips as he slowly leaned in, closing the gap between them that Yoongi was desperately trying to keep, by pushing the older male away. And then their lips met. A kiss that probably never should've happened. Yoongi grabbed Seokjin's broad shoulders, hoping it would be more effective in separating himself from the older boy. And just when Yoongi thought it couldn't get any worse, Seokjin moved to place one hand on Yoongi's neck the other on his side as he sat in the younger's lap, deepening the kiss, which made Yoongi gasp. Seokjin used this opportunity to slide his tongue into Yoongi's mouth (who whimpered), then the younger's grip tightened on Seokjin's shoulders as he tried to force himself and Seokjin apart. But really, how can he expect to grasp Seokjin's broad shoulders (his strongest part of his body) and push him away, when Yoongi was several times smaller/weaker? Also, what was Seokjin thinking?! ['Just a second ago he was complaining about how his best friend and boyfriend were playing around, and now he's making out with me?!'] But then Seokjin suddenly pulled away for air, still holding onto the younger boy, as he turned his head to see what Jungkook and Namjoon were doing. Yoongi's eyes followed the older's gaze and saw that the maknae and leader had fallen asleep to their boring old black an white movie, their legs tangled, while their heads rested against each other. A sight that made Seokjin want to throw up. The older boy turned back around with his eyes now fixated on Yoongi's abdomen, as his plump bottom lip jutted out in a small pout, and Yoongi couldn't help but think of how adorable that was. [' . . . No, Min Yoongi. Bad boy! Stop that. Stop it right now, Seokjin is dating Jungkook, alright?! Now get over it, or move out!!!'] Yoongi's thoughts were interrupted when Seokjin removed himself from Yoongi's lap, only to grab the younger's wrist, and pull him into the same living room that Jungkook and Namjoon were napping together in. Yoongi was about to say something in protest, until the older boy pushed a wide eyed Yoongi against the wall, and started sucking and biting at his snow-white-skinned neck. The older male picked up Yoongi's small frame (bridal style), and sat Yoongi down on the living room dresser, before harshly continuing his previous action. "S-Seokj-jin hyung, s-stop it. You have a boyf-friend. Shit." Yoongi shakily gasped and cursed when Seokjin partially lifted up the younger boy's shirt-- attacking his mouth onto Yoongi's nipple. "Hyung~ Seokjin, please." Yoongi whined once Seokjin's hand made it's way to rest on top of Yoongi's slowly tightening bulge in his skinny jeans, and the younger could feel Seokjin's lips on his hot skin curl into a small smirk. "Please . . . ? Please what???" Seokjin mumbled 'innocently' against Yoongi's skin, trailing his hot and wet mouth down the soft skin of Yoongi's abdomen. "Say it out loud so that they can hear you. All of them. What do you want, hmm?" "M-more, no. I-I want y-you to stop. T-this is wrong. This is s-so w-wrong Seokjin hyung--" Seokjin nuzzled onto Yoongi's collar bone and neck, licking his skin, as he shoved his hand passed the younger's skinny jeans and boxers, palming Yoongi directly. Yoongi gasped and threw his head back against the wall behind him, his back arched as his eyes were halfway closed. "Oh, god. Holy FUCK~!" Just then both boys froze when heard a crashing sound was heard and they both turned to see a wide eyed, jaw-dropped Hoseok who had held a few grocery bags, and a pack of (now) broken eggs laid on the floor. Next to Hoseok was a yogurt-bottle drinking Taehyung, the milky substance slowly spilling out of his wide opened mouth down to the floor. "Hey, Yoongi hyung; can you come play the piano for me while I dance-- What the hell?!" looked at Seokjin and Yoongi's current position as if they both grew a tail or something. All five boys didn't say anything all frozen in shock. And as if things couldn't have gotten any more awkward or embarrassing, groaning and yawning was heard until Namjoon and Jungkook stood up stretching, finally awake.
