The Love Triangle // Yoonkook/Yoonmin (Discontinued)

First night of many

We arrived in Vienna and went straight to the hotel. Even though I was really sleepy, I couldn't sleep. Someone was occupying my thoughts. You already know who it is. Jimin had sat beside me on the flight, I really appreaciated it. He knew about my struggles. He knew how much I struggled to not be horny around Jungkook and he was fine with it.

"Good night, Hyung." Jungkook said and turned off the lights he had on his nightstand.

"Good night, sweet dreams." I replied. Jungkook is very sweet.

"Hyung?" He asked after a while.

"Yes?" I calmly replied and turned to look at him.

"We haven't really shared a room before, have we?" he asked me. He sounded more concerned than anything.

"No, I guess we haven't. How come?" I asked, my eyes fixated on the sillhouette of him.

"I figured I should tell you that... I'm kind of scared of sleeping in new places. Gives me kind of a panic attack, so... Uh, if you wake up by me breathing heavily, could you p-please come over and comfort me?" Jungkook shyly and anxiously asked. I could sense that he really didn't want to say this.

"Of course. I could come over at once if you want me to. Maybe you'll sleep better that way. Might never know, I guess." I suggested which seemed to interest him.

"C-could you do that?" he sat up and rubbed his eyes, his head turning to face mine.

"Of course, Kookie! To be honest I don't really like sleeping in new places either, so we can comfort each other." My mouth spoke before my mind could really give it a thought. Shit, I totally forgot about my problem. Hopefully my mind will be kind enough to not make my dick hard this time. My heart and mind are two completely different things, yet they seem to want almost exactly the same. My mind wants a cute and romantic relationship with Jungkook. My heart wants a hot, steamy relationship that involves Jungkook penetrating my asshole with his dick. Well, at least my mind will almost get what it wants tonight though. Except from the relationship part of course.

Jungkook scooted over to make room for me. I climbed into his bed and laid on my right side, wrapping my left hand around him. Kookie is a fragile boy. It's very hard to realise when you first meet him. He's like an onion, he has several layers. And it's the core of that onion that you really want to see. That core is the thing that gives him life. Of course I'm using 'The core of the onion' as another way to describe his heart. Once you get to know him, he will show his insecure sides to you. He doesn't really like to open his heart up to people. He thinks that it makes him weak.

"Good night, hyung. Thank you for doing this. It really means a lot to me." He put his hand on mine and squeezed it lightly. "No of the other hyungs would have ever done what you're doing for me." He yawned and closed his eyes, his hand still gripping onto mine.

"Good night, sleep tight. Also, please wake me up if there is anything, yeah?" He nodded after I had said it. I then shut my eyes and fell alseep.

"Come here, Hyung." A voice echoed trough the dimly lit room. On the floor there was some ropes, some chains, a dildo, a whip... Wait! A dildo? What was Jungkook planning now?

I obeyed and followed the voice. The maknae may seem sweet and innocent, but he's twisted and cruel. In the best way possible of course.

"Yes, Sir?" I asked as soon as I reached the feet of my master.

"Pull my pants down for me." He commanded. I did what he said. "Now my boxers." He commanded again, his voice sounding raspy and husky.

Suddenly I awoke from my erotic dream. Oh, the fun was about to start as well.

"Y-Yoongi..." Jungkook whimpered and gripped my hand tighter. Was he having a nightmare?

"Kookie?" I whispered, not sure if he was awake or asleep. Maybe he was having one of his panic attacks. "Kookie, wake up." My voice sounded worried as I lightly shook him.

"Y-Yoongi?" Jungkook asked, his breath uneven, his palm sweaty.

"Yes, Kookie. It's me." I whispered and placed my head ontop of his. Not to kiss him or anything, just because I wanted to give him the world's most awkward hug... I guess. "Are you okay?"

"I am... Sorry for waking you up." He apologized. If he hadn't woken me up, my dick would have poked holes in his boxers. Wait, I forgot to mention that he was in his boxers! Well, luckily he woke me up.

"I told you to wake me up if something was wrong." I reassured and pulled him closer. His breath started to become more even. "I'm here, okay? I won't leave unless you want me to. Go back to sleep."

"It's very childish for me to ask, b-but could you sing me a song?" He mumbled the last part of it. Why was he so ashamed? "Y-your voice soothes me..." He admitted. Was Kookie like this because he was still a bit panicky or was there something more behind his words?

"Of course." I didn't really know what song to sing, so I picked Ed Sheeran. He has a lot of calm songs.

'My heart's against your chest, your lips pressed to my neck. I'm falling for your eyes but, they don't know me yet.' I sang calmly, it's one of my favorite songs by him. Soft snores emitted from the boy I was holding in my arms. I smiled, and fell asleep.