Infatuated; sope|yoonseok

Nightime; lust pt. 2

Yoon POV

- Damn, if Hoseok knew how to do anything, it was how to move his body up against yours. Hoseok, he was precious to you. Seeing him hurt, it made you mad. -

Hoseok, Hoseok, Hoseok...

That's all I could think about the entire day, and now that he was clinging onto me like I could disappear at any moment. It made me happy, he made me happy. I break our kiss to full my lungs before attacking him with another kiss, looking at him. His eyes looked lust filled, and damn was he hot. I cress his cheek, he looked so submissive at that moment. I connect our lips once more, this time more rough.

( Oops I liked Hobi POV better, tell me what you think )

Hobi POV

I grind my body up against his, desperately trying to create friction. He gets the momo and stared to do the same. He pulls my leg up to his waist and props me up against the counter. He breaks our kiss and starts to make a line a soon to be hickys down my neck. I moan as he finds my sweet spot. He grinds onto me harder as I'm practically moaning so loudly the neighbors might be able to hear me.

He stops

I was confused, why he stop. He just stood there looking me up and down. He looked satisfied, with that he was done to me. I was a wreck. My hair a mess, and clothes here and there. I was in desperate need of him, Yoongi.

Yoon POV

I step back, to see my work. He looked so, cute with messy hair, I kinda just want to boop him on the noise. Yet he had this sexual look to him. Lust. His eyes were full of it. He wanted more of me. I could tell by the way he looked at me, but you shouldn't give a puppy whatever it wants.

Hobi POV

He turned around sat on the bar stool, and just looked at me.

"Wh-what's wrong." Is the only thing I managed to spit out.

"Nothing." He adds

What, the, fuck. Was he playing with my emotions or something. I jump of from the counter. Embarrassment all over my face as I sit on the bar stool next to him. He just stared down the entire time. I couldn't even lift my face up from the ground to look at him. Tears started balling up. I tried blinking them away, but that didn't work, I've always been such a crybaby. I cover my face with my hands still not looking up at Yoongi.

Yoon POV

Fuck. He's crying, shit I shouldn't have done this to him. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fucking shit. I put my arms around him pulling him closer to my chest. He buried his face in my chest wrapping his arms once again around me, but in a softer way then earlier.

"Hobi... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to tease you."

He didn't even look up at me. At this point I was for sure he was crying. My shirt was wet, and he was sniffling and hiccuping here and there. I just patted him on the back as time slowly drifted off without us. Eventually I decided this position must be uncomfortable for him. Picking him is bridle style and moving to my bedroom. I laid him down on my bed. He, as if instinctively, curled up against one of my pillows. I smile at how cute he looked. Once I was done googling over how cute Hoseok looked. I went off to brush my teeth.

Hobi POV

My heart is racing, yet of so tired. Tired of crying, and just everything that happened today. Once Yoongi placed me on his bed I curled up next to on of his pillows. They were so soft, and his bed of so comfy. I was still trying to get over the fact that he called me Hobi. It was adorable, he was adorable. Hobi, I liked the sound of it.

Fuck it's been like a month since I've done jack shit.

Sorry abt thatttt
But competitive marching band season is over, but now we have concert season.
So fml and updates