text me ~ vhope

18

"I.. um. Think we should go," came Jungkooks voice from behind Taehyung, who was hunched other his phone, face bright red.

"Yeah. Good idea Kookie." Jimin managed to yell before Jungkook yanked him out of their apartment by his sleeve.

"What- Jungkook you live here!" Taehyung called back, receiving only a smug smile from Jungkook and an apologetic one from Jimin, before both of them disappeared behind the door.

V: That wasn't for you. I'm so sorry.

Hobi: aw damn.

V: plus it was a dare...

Hobi: ok

V: you sound off.

Hobi: nah it's fine

V: what is it?

Hobi: is it weird I'm disappointed it wasnt for me?

V: no. If anything I'm relieved you got it. This would be so much worse if it actually got to yoongi hyung

Hobi: yoongi?

V: yeah... do you know him

Hobi: no. Just familiar name, I guess.

V: anyway, I'm sorry.

Hobi: I told you to stop apologising

V: why?

Hobi: there isn't anything for you to apologise for

V: but there is. I sent you a nude for fucks sake.

Hobi: that was hardly a nude. If you really want something to apologise for send me a real one

V: .... is that a challenge?

Hobi: I guess

V: you're on. I never back down from a challenge.

Hobi: I'm waiting

V: *picture message attached*

"Holy shit lord help me, for I am about to sin," Hoseok breathed out, staring wide-eyed at his phone screen.

Hoseok shouldn't. Hoseok really really shouldn't do what he wants to do. For many reasons. The main one being the fact that he had never even talked face to face with this guy. Hell, he didn't even know his name for crying out loud! Yet low and behold here he was, in bed, staring down at the only light source in his room, which so happens to have a dick pic proudly displayed on the screen. Hoseok wants to scream and cry and thank the heavens for this piece of pure art, but he doesn't. Instead, he opts for slowly skimming his hand down his stomach, making shivers travel through his body, all the way to his boxers.

Is he really doing this? Yes. Should he be? Probably not. Is he going to and not care about the consequences? Hell fucking yes he is.

His hand stopped suddenly, however, when a familiar 'ping' sounded from his phone. He tilted the screen so he could see the message, his eyes going wide as his eyes scanned the screen.

V: your turn

Well okay then.

Hobi: *picture message attached*

There was something about the picture, something Taehyung just couldn't put his finger on. If he wasn't completely and utterly turned on by the photo, he would have studied it to find out just what that 'something' is.

Alas, whatever problem Taehyung had with it was pushed deep into the back of his mind as he hurriedly ran into his room, hastily closing the door and jumping face first into his bed. He managed to muster up the strength to look at the heavenly picture again, rolling over onto his back.