His Mixtape // vhope short story //

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A/N: YOOO DONT READ THIS ITS OLD! WE DONT ACTUALLY CURRENTLY WRITE THIS CRINGE DONT WORRY... WE JIST NEEDED TO UPLOAD SOMETHING IN ORDER TO GET NOTICED :////
-ya bois momo × yuki

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Hoseok nibbled at the eraser on his pencil and looked down at the blank paper. He wanted to come up with the perfect lyrics for his mixtape, but he was lacking inspiration. He sighed and leaned back into his chair, when he had the fun idea to call to his friend down the hall.

"Taehyuuuuuuung!" He yelled playfully, mocking a voice of pain.

Taehyung came running down the hall, geniunely worried and unaware of his hyung's joking.

"What’s going on! Everything all right?" Taehyung rushed, eyes wide.

"Oh hello, Taehyungie. I called for thee because I am dying! Oh woes me. Oh...” Hoseok joked half-heartedlty. Taehyung looked at him with and embarrassed look on his face, because he was genuinely worried about Hoseok.

Taehyung rolled his eyes at his hyung, and tutted embarrassedly.

"Well you don't need me, should I leave?" He asked playfully, causing Hoseok to raise an eyebrow.

"No, stay for a bit." Hoseok said with a grin. "I'm having a writer's block, so maybe you can enlighten me."

"Working on the long-awaited hixtape, yeah?" Taehyung said curiously, leaning in forward to see what Hoseok was up to.

"Yes, Taehyungie." The older boy said simply.

       Hoseok offered Taehyung a seat and he gladly accepted it. While Taehyung was brainstorming ideas, Hoseok couldn’t get his eyes off him. Hoseok took a glance at him when there was a chance. Taehyung finally said something.

“Well I have an idea for the mixtape, but we’re gonna feat. an artist for this song,” Taehyung smiled, mentally popping with fresh ideas. Hoseok was pleased to hear that, but, when Hoseok was going to take a glance at Taehyung, they were face to face staring at each other. Hoseok couldn’t look away, his eyes were like galaxies that were pulling him to keep looking at him.

       The boys had never shown any love for each other until that moment. But as their gaze deepened, neither of the two wanted to look away. Instead, Taehyung unconsciously leaned in. Surprised, Hoseok's breath hitched, and his pulse quickened. One small movement and their lips would be locked.

"Taehyung...." He whispered, his eyes closed and breath longing onto the younger boy. "Please..."

And with that, Taehyung closed the gap between them. Sparks flew immediately, and their lips moved slowly in a woven motion. They pulled away, for a second, and their eyes were no longer full of the playfulness and happiness that they usually shone, but rather full of lust and passion.

"Again, hyung... please..." Taehyung groaned in a deep, hoarse voice.

       Hoseok couldn’t stop blushing. Hoseok nodded but this time, the kiss was even deeper. Colors spreading everywhere. It felt like a dream, but it wasn’t.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

It was apparently Jungkook, well-named 'purest of them all'. He was undoubtedly about to walk into a hot make out session between his hyungs, which would've been a twisted scene. Fortunately, Hoseok pulled away in deep breaths just before Jungkook twisted the doorknob. Jungkook wondered why they were both panting but he didn’t care-- a small amount of sweat couldn't penetrate his child-like mindset.

"What do you need, bro?” Taehyung asked nonchalantly, as if nothing had just occurred.

“Oh I just needed help practicing my lines for the song, can you come with me, Tae?” Jungkook said, smiling innocently.

Taehyung stood, unnecessarily brushing dust of the surface of his jeans and walking out of the room.

This left Hoseok alone, confused, flustered, and thoughtful.

Hoseok later came to realize that he wanted Taehyung back. He wanted them to go further. He had never thought of him this way, but after those passionate kisses, he was longing to feel paradise with his body. Hoseok licked his lips at the thought of Taehyung, but the adrenaline pumping in his veins was so intense. He wanted to beg Taehyung to come back, and kiss the crook of his neck, making the younger boy his. He couldn't resist the temptations, and he was still lustful from the moment before.

"Hoseok!" He heard Jimin call from another room.

"Coming...." Hoseok responded drowsily, quickly grabbing a towel and cleaning himself up before exiting BTS' song-writing studio and walking down the hallway towards the blonde's bedroom.