Best Friends Little Brother.

Dreaming.

The next morning yoongi woke up curled up in his blankets. He yawned and kept his eyes closed as he snuggled further into the blankets trying to hold on to the last few minutes of sleep. Remembering the amazing dream that he didn't want to wake up from that included a certain teen. His eyes shot open as he felt something constricting him into his spot. He went to say something as he felt a pair of soft lips against the side of his neck and a whisper "Good morning hyung".  

Yoongi wrestled to get the arms out from around him. As he did he ended up falling out of the bed with a loud crash. He groaned and laid with his face down in to the carpet. Taehyung said "Suga hyung are you okay?".

That made Yoongi remember the task at hand. He jumped up and said "no the hell I'm not okay. Why the living hell are you in my bed?!?". Taehyung messed with a string in the comforter as he spoke "I got lonely and cold in that bed. And I tried to go to Jin first but Namjoon hyung was already there, apparently you were right about him getting drunk and coming here. So my brother just told me that you wouldn't mind if I came in here." Yoongi thought That asshole.

"How did you even get in here? I know I locked my door." Yoongi quickly said. "Jin hyung told me where the key to your room was." Taehyung looked up at Yoongi and smiled softly. If it wasn't for yoongi being borderline pissed and slightly violated he probably would have blushed at that.

Taehyung sat up about that time the blankets falling down to his waist and Yoongi thought he stopped breathing when he realized the other male wasn't wearing a shirt. His eyes trailed down the sun kissed skin, and broad shoulders, taehyung didn't have abs but he was thin and had a cute flat stomach. Yoongis mouth went dry.

"Like what you see hyung?" Yoongis eyes snapped up and taehyung smirked as he leaned back against the headboard exposing his hips as well. Yoongi scoffed and said "No of course not."

Taehyung chuckled. Yoongi remembered he still had stuff to figure out "Why the hell did you kiss my neck then? And why are you half naked? You didn't try to rape me last night, right?" As he started to look down his shirt pulling at his waistband of his sweatpants to make sure there was no new bruises.

Taehyung cackled and said "Of course not hyung. I just like to cuddle and you turn into a heater while you sleep so I took off my shirt. The kiss was on accident but I don't regret doing it if it makes you this flustered."

Taehyung slipped out of the bed and grabbed his shirt off the floor as he bent over Yoongi couldn't help but trail his eyes to the perfect curve of Taehyungs ass. "oh and hyung?" Taehyung said as he straightened up and looked over his shoulder at Yoongi.

"yeah?"  Came out of yoongis mouth as quiet as ever but Tae had seemed to Hear it. "You moan my name in your sleep. I'd love to hear about that dream one day, in detail." And he turned his head back to the front and walked out as yoongi went even paler than he already is and started to hyperventilate.