bad + yoonseok

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hoseok likes to think he's improved at least a little bit, gotten a little less awkward when it comes to being intimate with yoongi. something about the boy is just so mesmerising, so amazing that he constantly just gravitates towards yoongi. when they're not together he wishes they were, when they're apart he just wants them to be closer. he just wants to be a close as possible at all times, without sounding crazy.

yoongi's currently on his back, small frame splayed out on hoseok's bed so beautifully. his black hair is messy and sticking slightly to his forehead with sweat. it felt like they'd been kissing for hours, it was probably hoseok's favourite thing to do.

"i love you" he mumbled as he kisses along yoongi's collarbone, his nose pressing against previously left bruises and making yoongi squirm.

a part of him knows that he's just a teenager and he hasn't even known yoongi for that long; he probably has no idea what love is. but that's the only word that comes to mind when he thinks of his feelings for the older boy. one glance at his perfect face, his gummy smile, his deep, entrancing eyes melts his brain until all he can think is "i love you. i love you. i love you"

so he says it anyway, because if he's not in love with yoongi he doesn't know what he is.

"i love you so much" he says again, kissing up the boy's neck until their lips meet again. yoongi doesn't have to say it back every time, hoseok knows yoongi has a harder time with emotions and such than he does, but the way his legs wrap around hoseok's waist a little tighter and he kisses him with enough force that hoseok stops breathing says it anyway.

yoongi was usually the one to take the lead as he was much more experienced, but since hoseok was getting the hang of things now he would sometimes try to overtake him. yoongi didn't fight too much which hoseok was thankful for, because the sight of him moaning and writhing around underneath him so helplessly was possibly the best thing hoseok had ever witnessed.

he grinds down almost subconsciously, relishing in the soft moan yoongi makes against his lips. it's so easy now, they fit together like puzzle pieces, so perfectly. they'd had a few awkward situations, sure, but even when things went wrong it still felt fine. even when yoongi would go into hysteric laughter at hoseok for doing something stupid and effectively kill the mood completely, they would just lie together instead, talk and maybe cuddle (because they're cheesy like that) and sometimes that was even better.

he feels yoongi's fingers pull at the hem of his shirt and he immediately takes it off, discarding it on the floor by his bed. his cheeks go a little pink when yoongi stares at him and traces the faint lines of his abs. obviously, it's all stuff yoongi has seen before but that doesn't make it any less incredible.

hoseok interrupts his staring and kisses him again, not that yoongi really minds, and his hands start roaming again. they lightly run down yoongis stomach and along his inner thighs and yoongi trembles at the touches, gasping for oxygen he's suddenly lacking.

he'd seen all of yoongi before, too. but he could probably stare forever if he'd let him. everything just looked and felt so good it made his heart beat erratically. in a sudden act of bravery, he grips yoongi's hips and pulls him closer creating some much needed friction. yoongi arches his back and whines, motivating hoseok extreme amounts. he does it again, and again until they're practically dry humping each other, their underwear being the only thing between them but still way too much.

"hoseok" yoongi breathes desperately, quite possibly hoseok's favourite sound in the world. he smiles against the fresh marks on yoongi's neck before moving to the other side, biting down gently on the pale skin. yoongi moans again, the sound echoing through hoseok's entire body and he realises how painfully hard he is. against his better judgment, he kisses yoongi again, tries not to get too lost in the dreamy haze of kissing the boy he loves so much to the point where he forgets to actually fuck him.

he's about to take their make out session to the next, desperately anticipated stage when he feels yoongi freeze up, sudddnly tense and unwelcoming to his touches and he looks at him with panic.

yoongi is facing away from him but before he can ask why his bedroom door is being swung open and he sees his mother waltz in with an oblivious, happy smile.

"seokie, what do you want for-" she instantly freezes as well when her eyes finally meet her sons, going comically wide as she processes the scene in front of her. neither of them move, yoongi paralysed with fear and hosoek with panic and confusion as to what the fuck he is supposed to do.

"oh my god!" hoseok's mother screams, averting her eyes "ah! i'm sorry! i'm sorry" she wails as she rushes out of the room, closing the door behind her with a loud slam. hoseok and yoongi stay frozen, both a little confused as to what had just actually happened.

it's a few silent and awkward seconds before they both hear hoseok's mother yell from behind the door "i'm going out again, i'll be back in hour ok? so- yeah, be safe, please"
and then decend down the stairs.

hoseok just blinks at the door for a few seconds before he starts laughing, because in all honestly it was just like his mother to react that way. despite the embarrassment, he found the situation incredibly humorous. he looked down at yoongi expecting the same reaction, but his heart completely dropped when he saw yoongi was crying and looking completely traumatised.

"ah, fuck, i'm sorry" hoseok instinctively wipes away yoongi's tears and frowns
"i didn't realise she was home, i'm sorry"

yoongi just nods, looking a bit disorientated as tears continue falling down his cheeks. it was like a terrifying case of deja vu, almost exactly like when he'd been caught with taehyung, and that ended that completely terribly.

not even because it had resulted in yoongi having a busted lip and black eye but because he had really liked taehyung back then, being as young and stupid as he was. but after they'd caught taehyung had avoided him for months, even when they were friends again it was different. everything had been ruined because of that one stupid mistake.

and the thought of everything yoongi had with hoseok disappearing made his heart literally rip into shreds. he loved hoseok so much and he really needed hoseok, no matter how much he thought about or tried to brace himself for it, he didn't know what he'd do without hoseok. the thought made his head and chest hurt.

"yoongi? ...yoongi are you alright?" hoseok's voice chimed through his ears, grounding him a bit as he felt their fingers lock together. he nods, all he felt capable of in that moment.

he was just a little shaken, he'd just expected that hoseok's mom would react how taehyung's dad did, and that hoseok would have to stay away from him and he'd be alone again. he felt dizzy.

"it's ok, it's ok" hoseok gave him his most reassuring smile "everything's fine, alright? she probably won't even care. she likes you. don't worry"

yoongi nods again, gripping hoseok's shoulders and pulling him closer. thankfully, he hugs him tightly, giving yoongi all the reassurance he needed that he wasn't going anywhere.

it feels like an hour passes before yoongi can breath again, and he realises there's a chance it had actually been that long when he hears hoseok snoring. he smiles to himself as he listens to the boy's steady breathing, feels his chest move up and down slowly. it's ok, everything's ok.

(long ass (ride) chapter to make up for the fact i suck at updating rip. anyway hope this doesn't suck too much sorry for the angst also i posted that taegi fic it's called Blue so read it if you want :)