Daddy's boy → vhope

Forty Eight

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Taehyung's face was lit up only by the light of his laptop as he typed up his assignment. He had been given weeks to do it yet there he was with only a mere twenty four hours until the deadline and he still didn't have it done. The worst part is that, although jin had given him ample reminders, he had completely forgotten about the assignment until that night after he and Hoseok had gone to bed so he had to sneak out without waking his boyfriend to complete his task.

So that led to him being sat on a bar stool in the dark kitchen at almost one am in his blue silk pyjamas, with his fluffy headband keeping his hair off his freshly moisturised face as he typed furiously on his laptop.

Part of him wished that he could just get his shit together and focus on his college work instead of always putting everything on the back burner.

He found himself totally uninterested in school since he met Hoseok; how was he meant to focus on studying and writing assignments when he had his dream man right there next to him?

He squinted as the lights suddenly turn on, burning his eyes. He span around in his seat to see Hoseok standing in the doorframe, his hair mused up from sleep and his cheeks rosy. He was wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants that hung low on his hips, leaving his abs on full display for Taehyung's viewing pleasure.

He must have woken up and seen that he was missing and gone to look for him. Taehyung smiled to himself at the sentiment, Hoseok could have just gone back to sleep instead of traipsing all the way down the stairs in search of a disorganised brunette.

"Baby~" Hoseok rasped, his voice still croaky from sleep. He crossed the room to sit next to Taehyung before wrapping his arms around the younger boy's waist and nestling his face into the crook of his neck. "What are you doing down here? I woke up and you were gone.. it scared me."

"Aww." Taehyung cooed at how cute Hoseok was. "I'm just doing my assignment, honey, it's okay."

"Come back to bed." Hoseok requested sleepily as Taehyung patted his head in consolation.

"I can't." Taehyung sighed, returning his eyes to the screen. "I have to get this done for tomorrow."

"Come on." Hoseok pleaded. "Aren't you tired? I'm tired."

"You can go to bed without me." Taehyung suggested; he was in fact very tired but he had to suffer it out thanks to his own procrastination.

"I don't want to." Hoseok huffed childishly. "I want you to come back to bed, I wanna cuddle."

Taehyung sighed again, turning to glance despairingly at Hoseok. "Hoseok~ I have to do this! I don't have a.. choice..."

He trailed off as something else caught his eye. Hoseok always looked good in a pair of sweatpants- he looked good in most clothes- but the thing about sweatpants, grey ones in particular, is that Taehyung could clearly see his dick print.

His cheeks heat up as he blatantly stares at Hoseok's lap. Swallowing thickly, he found himself unable to tear his eyes away from the sight before him.

Hoseok looks up after Taehyung doesn't finish his sentence and follows his gaze to his lap. "What's wrong? Is it that these are your pants? Because technically they're ours because I paid for them so you can't be cross with me."

Taehyung hadn't even noticed that they were his, being distracted by what was under the cloth, but on further inspection he noticed that they indeed were his Gucci sweatpants.