The Devil's Flowers || YoonSeok

T W E N T Y - T W O

Yoongi's face fell, his mind completely blank. For lack of a better word, he was shocked.

"Don't take this the wrong way, Yoongi," Hoseok sniffled his nose and cupped Yoongi's cheeks in his hands, wiping Yoongi's tear with his thumb, "it's not that I don't want to love you like you love me, I just.. I know it won't work. You know so much about me, I know so little about you."

Yoongi swallowed his spit, his cold eyes staring into Hoseoks warm puffy red ones.

"I'm just not ready to love you, then have to leave you," Hoseok smiled lightly at Yoongi, "I don't want you to have to hurt."

Yoongi lifted his hands to hold Hoseoks hands that were caressing his face, "then will you let me love you for tonight?"

Hoseok furrowed his brows, "what do you mean?"

Yoongi squeezed Hoseoks hands and held onto them, "let me show you how much I love you tonight, and I'll take you back home."

Hoseok blinked a couple of times, watching Yoongi's face. He didn't know what to think. He'd be lying if he said he didn't need some love right now, but he felt like he would just be using Yoongi.

"Yoongi, I don't think that's a good idea."

Yoongi kept his eyes fixed on Hoseoks, "why isn't it?"

"Because I'll be using you." Hoseok sighed lightly to himself before pulling his hands away from Yoongi, but Yoongi grabbed them back.

"I promise you won't use me, I promise I won't be hurt. I just want you to know how much I feel for you, please." Yoongi pleaded.

Hoseok licked his bottom lip in thought. What could be so wrong is Yoongi showing his love? It would be the first time since Seokjin had died since he felt it, and to be honest, he was greedy for it. Like a drug that he needed.

"Okay.." Hoseok nodded his head, making a huge smile spread on Yoongi's cheeks.

Yoongi burned up on the inside, years of feeling kept locked down until this very moment. He didn't know what to do, but his body moved on its own.

Yoongi leaned up, immediately pushing his lips onto Hoseoks. Of course, Hoseok was shocked, but he didn't mind. He'd be lying if he said he didn't like the feeling of Yoongi's rough lips against his own.

"I love you, Hoseok." Yoongi mumbled inbetween kisses as Hoseok wrapped his arms around Yoongi's neck.

Hoseok could feel the tears spill out of the corner of his eyes. He felt wrong for doing this, but he loved the feeling of being loved unconditionally. He was greedy, he knew that, he just wished he could return the feelings, he wished so desperately.

Yoongi instinctively picked up Hoseok, the other wrapping his legs around for support. Their kissing got more rough, Yoongi spilling all of his feelings and Hoseok desperately recieving all of it.

Yoongi's wings wrapped around them, cradling Hoseok as Yoongi touched over Hoseoks face, wiping away the tears he knew were falling.

"Don't cry." Yoongi whispered against Hoseoks lips, making Hoseok press his lips harshly against Yoongi's again.

Hoseok wasn't even aware of Yoongi walking, just concentrated on Yoongi's lips, taking in something that he was craving.

Yoongi's wings opened, letting Hoseok softly fall into the bed that was underneath them. Hoseok didn't care how they got to the bedroom, all he was watching was Yoongi in front of him.

Yoongi's eyes were dark and cold, but something about them was comforting. The lust in his eyes was something Hoseok was slowly starting to notice and his craving only increased more at the sight.

"Can I show you my love,"

Yoongi leaned down on top of Hoseok, lightly whispering in his ear.

"With our bodies?"

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Guys.
Hey.
Probably smut next chapter.
So like, if you're too innocent, don't read it.
But I know you guys are probably pervs.
Anywhore, I really want to finish this story tonight so that might happen.