baby boys - jung hoseok + min yoongi

nineteen

Three month pass by before Yoongi and Hoseok's eyes. The days are much colder, much shorter, and filled with more family time. Yoongi and the boys have become almost inseparable, the three of them always sitting on the couch either watching Naruto or practicing English. Yoongi is working double time some weeks so he can spend an entire week with the boys, from picking them up from school to helping with English to playing with toys. He was up for whatever they wanted to do with him. 

Hoseok was Hoseok, but more at ease. He was no longer the stressed father rushing everywhere, trying to take the role of two parents. Because his lover was around to help out with his children, Hoseok could breathe. Yoongi became someone he truly trusted, and it gave him a bunch of relief knowing Jun wasn't the only other adult he could trust with his kids.

"Hey," Hoseok mumbled in Yoongi's ear that night. 

The only light in the living room was the television, illuminating in the darkened room. Hoseok and Yoongi were wrapped underneath Hoseok's comforter, facing one another. Hoseok was no longer interested in the television, and more interested in his boyfriend.

"Hey, " Yoongi muttered back, not looking away from Hoseok's eyes.

"I talked to Jun today at work," Hoseok brought up, wrapping his arm around Yoongi's torso, "and he said he's okay if the twins stayed with him for a night tomorrow. Do you want to do that?"

"Why would we, Hoseok?" Yoongi questioned, stroking Hoseok's hair gently.

"I want it to be just us in the house, alone," Hoseok said sheepishly, "you and I for the night." 

"Is that what you want? To have sex with me?" Yoongi asked with a raised eyebrow.

"How did you know that's where I was going with that? What if I wanted to just have a dinner or make out on the couch or something?"

"The kids have caught us making out on multiple occasions, we wouldn't need to send them to Jun's place in order to make out, Hoseok," Yoongi laughed. Hoseok cringed just thinking about how yesterday Jiro walked in and screamed when he saw that his father and Yoongi had their tongues down each other's throats. 

The lovers have been more intimate lately, but they've never done that. Although they've come really close to having sex (like Hoseok tugging Yoongi's hair and moaning in his mouth once), Hoseok was too nervous to do it with Yoongi, anyways, because it made him anxious to think about whether he'd be a top or bottom (even though he didn't mind whatever position he was in). Yoongi, being the gentleman he was, kept reminding Hoseok he doesn't have to go all the way, and that when Hoseok's ready, Yoongi will make sure he has a good time.

"Are you ready?" Yoongi mumbled, "Do you want to have sex with me?"

"Yes," Hoseok said, "I'm fine with it. I want to have sex with you, Yoongi."

"Should I know about any kinks you have?" Yoongi said too seriously, making Hoseok laugh out loud. His shoulders shook and his head shot forward, to the point that Yoongi almost had to hold him down and shush him. 

"Why are you trying to wake up the boys?" Yoongi asked.

"I didn't think you'd ask me such a question. It came out of nowhere, Yoongi," Hoseok choked out between laughs, his cheeks burning hot.

"But I'm serious, tell me," Yoongi said nonchalantly, "I want to know what you like. I mean, there has to be something that turns you on. I'll go first and tell you what I like if you want." 

"Go ahead," Hoseok mumbled, suddenly shy. 

"Hair pulling," Yoongi smiled, "and scratching. That really turns me on."

"Being scratched?"

"Yeah," Yoongi replied. "That's it."

"You look like the type to be into choking, or spanking, or BDSM."

"Why? Because I have a bunch of tattoos and look emo?"

"That's partially the reason," Hoseok confessed, "but at least choking, or even slight pain. Why do you get so many tattoos if you didn't like how the pain felt?"

"In that case, maybe I like pain," Yoongi confessed, his pale face turning rose, "but not to the extent of BDSM. I wouldn't want to try out the pain kink in bed or anything. I refuse." 

"Why?" 

"I'm just not a fan of it at all. I mean, look, maybe I did come in my pants once at the tattoo parlor when she was tattooing my chest b-"

"Are you serious?" Hoseok gasped. "Yoongi, you easily come." 

"No, I don't! Look, I was nineteen, first chest tattoo, I was hard already, the girl was hot and it just happened."

"What did she do afterwards? When she realized you came?"

"She gave me tissues to clean myself with and said 'It's not the first time.'" 

Hoseok rolled his eyes, snuggling as close to Yoongi as humanly possible. Yoongi pressed his lips to Hoseok's before pulling away and closing his eyes. 

"You don't have to tell me your kinks if you're embarrassed," Yoongi whispered to him, "I want you to be comfortable."

"I like choking," Hoseok announced. 

Yoongi opened one eye, looking at Hoseok's face before closing his eyes again. "Are you kidding with me?"

"No." 

"How did you find out you like choking?" 

"One time, Rose was riding me and her hand suddenly went for my neck, and it was so hot," Hoseok reminisced, "I only lasted ten minutes after that. It was really good." 

"Hmm," Yoongi mumbles, processing what Hoseok had said, "so if I choked you tomorrow night, you'd be okay with it, right?"

"Right." 

"Interesting," Yoongi smiled, "I'll keep that in mind. Anything else I need to know?"

"No," Hoseok whispered, "that's it." 

Yoongi got up, causing Hoseok's head to hit the couch. Hoseok pouted as Yoongi stood up and pulled the comforter with him. Yoongi then reached for the remote and turned off the television, the room pitch black aside from the nightlight from the twins' opened bedroom. He then reached out his head towards Hoseok. 

"Come," he whispered to him, "let's go to bed." He pulled Hoseok to him and wrapped his arm around the man's waist. 

"We have a long day tomorrow."