맞춤형 남자 친구 : CUSTOM BOYFRIEND

Hold me tight

Yoongi threw his organ across the room, kicking at the air in rage as his frustrations got the better of him once more that day, throwing his hands into the air in defeat he sighs and hesitantly slides a cigarette out of his shirt pocket, he had been trying to dismiss the forming habit but his head really had been all over the place lately and they seemed to take a little of the edge off.
"Fuck it, Who will tell me not to smoke anymore anyway!" Yoongi declares to himself as he plunges into the seat, twisting the tubular drug between his fingers and giving it one last thought, he snaps his head as his phone begins to buzz to itself on the table in front of him. He lifts the device above his head as he relays the audio message, an irritatingly high voice cutting through the silence in the room usually alive with music,
'Notice: Do you need a dramatic romantic life? Your cyber lover wants to experience an amazing night with you! Click to download the iHeart app today!' the agonisingly joyful voice resites. Yoongi stares at the offending device in discontent before shutting it off grumbling to himself about spam mail becoming more advanced and how he needed to sleep before his mind clouded with elaborate conspiracy theories of cyber governments, hacked technology and mind controlled youth. Approaching his bedroom he stopped for a moment in the doorway onlooking his sleeping lovers form as his mind had already gotten the better of him and relayed thoughts of the app. He considered his boyfriends past actions, they had been a little weird hadn't they? Yoongi tries to shake the thought, ridiculos and illogical, unlike him, he is a man of logic and thoughtful mindedness. Coming home to a tousled Hoseok, half undressed and head tossed back in arousal on their couch was a normal occurance when you're both sexually active and driven men. That's right! The stolen sideways glances that weren't aimed in his direction, short attention span? Hoseok wasn't usually like that. Lost in thought? He often was but smiling in said directions when being lost in thought is a little.. Misplaced. Yoongi thought that he thought too much and it would surely keep him up all night. Rendering it useless to lay in bed like a dead fish he reclined back to the living room, having enough manner to not want to disturb his lovers sleep with his own lack of.

Hoseok woke alone again the next morning, less frantically than he had a few days previously but reaching to his phone out of habit to check the time, expensive watches were great but the downside was certainly having to charge them so often in a rotisserie display in order to keep them efficient. Struggling at his angle to find his device he sits up and glances at the side table where he had placed it the night before noting it's absence he drops his feet from the warmth of the comforter and onto the colder surface of the floor as he made his way out into the living area of the shared apartment finding Yoongi instead.
"Where are you going?" Hoseok asks through suddenly too wide eyes at Yoongi's warmly dressed appearance armed with a carry on bag, a few little duffle bags and his guitar thrown over his back. "There's no inspiration here these days, I need to go outside for a little while." Yoongi explains with his eyes downcast collecting together his preparations for his short time away from the apartment. Hoseok manages to help him place a final bag upon his shoulder, knowing too well what that meant and nodding in understanding at his boyfriends reasoning as his cyber lover materialises wrapping his arms around Hoseok's now corrected waist planting a fond kiss upon his cheek. "Let me go with you?" Hoseok offers, he knows well from his own endeavours with writing music that inspiration often comes from new corners and Yoongi would often provide direction to find said corners waiting to be exploited of hidden treasures.
"No need. It'll just be a few days." Yoongi gives the taller man one last thoughtful look before he draws the door to the a firm close. The cyber lover releases Hoseok from his grip around his waist only to throw himself onto the older mans back and happily cheer and gloat of all the plans the two men could come up with for the next few days. Hoseok finds himself pinned beneath the bustling boys weight later that night after chaste kisses had lead to the hasty removal of clothes, the mans beautiful frame almost too perfect to be perched atop of his hips. Hoseok lets the smaller man claim his lips and roam the toned expanses of their bodies, hearts beating fast never missing a beat in simpatico until delicate hands are slick over his aching member expertly working him to the edge too quickly for Hoseok's liking. He gathers a firm hold on the younger's hips before effectively pushing him off his own and delicately flipping them over kissing every inch of exposed skin in passing, his eyes hungrily drinking in until they're met with a small tattoo on the younger mans shoulder he hadn't noticed somehow until that moment. "What's this?" Hoseok tentatively smoothes his fingers over the black and grey imprinted on the otherwise unmarked skin in fascination as the small man lets out a wary giggle
"The product code. It's nothing." "what for?" Hoseok questions in between kisses to the inky skin, effectively reassuring the younger man to relax that it doesn't bother him and bringing a smile upon his full lips "Hug me tight, Hoseok. We can be together forever."