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Party For One (Yoongi) SMUT 🔞

Yoongi's eyes were glued to the award in Jin's hands ever since it had been handed to him. He wanted it. He needed that trophy to be in his own hands. He knew the others wouldn't understand how much he just had to hold it. His gaze lingered on the award with such desire to have it as his own. Yoongi loved trophies. Really loved them. And thanks to his talent, and the abundance of talent of the other members, they always got plenty of trophies. And each time they got one, Yoongi would swoop in at the first possible moment and take it.

The trophy would always be taken to his and Jin's shared room, never to be seen again. Even Jin didn't know where Yoongi put their awards or why he wouldn't let anyone else have one. Maybe he was just putting them away somewhere safe. Maybe he didn't want the maknae line to lose them or Namjoon to break them. Yoongi had his reasons for keeping the trophies all to himself.

Yoongi's eyes were still glued to the trophy during the ride back to their dorm. He watched as it was passed around, everyone wanting to see it and hold it at least once. They all knew Yoongi would get his hands on it, and none of them would ever see it again. Yoongi's gaze was filled with worry when the award was placed in Namjoon's hands."It's so shiny." Namjoon said with wonder.

"No matter how many awards we get, they still amaze me." Jin said with a wide smile.

"Let me hold it!" Taehyung reached for the trophy.

However, Hoseok grabbed the trophy from Namjoon before Taehyung could."Wait your turn." He looked at the pretty trophy, loving how he could see right through the clear object."Is it glass?"

"I think so." Those words from Jin made Yoongi worry more. If someone dropped it by accident, his--oops, their--trophy would get broken.

The trophy was soon handed to Taehyung, who stared at it in awe for a few minutes, looking completely shook. When he got over the awe, he handed it to Jimin.

"Uwah! It's so cool!" Jimin held the trophy in front of Jungkook's face."Look, Kookie, look! Isn't this awesome?!"

Jungkook flashed a bunny grin and snatched the trophy from Jimin."I want this one to go in our room!" He looked at Yoongi, hoping to be allowed to have just one trophy."Please, Yoongi-hyung?!"

"No." Yoongi said flatly and held out a hand."Give it to me." He watched as the maknae hesitated then reluctantly placed the award in his hand."I will put it away with all the others. They are safe where I put them."

Everyone knew better than to argue with Yoongi about this. Namjoon and Jin had both tried to argue before, but it never worked. For the rest of the ride, Yoongi held the trophy gently in his hands, gazing at it as if it was the most wonderful thing on the planet. To him, it was. To say that he loved trophies more than he loved people would not be a lie at all. No one knew how much these awards meant to him.

When they got back to the dorm, Namjoon sighed as he watched Yoongi go directly into his and Jin's room, hearing the click of the lock. He knew Yoongi always had the door locked for a while, not wanting anyone to walk into the room and discover where he hid the trophies."Do you ever notice how Yoongi-hyung stares at the awards?" Namjoon asked Jin, following him into the kitchen.

Jin shrugged his broad shoulders as he started getting some things out to make dinner."I've noticed, but I guess he just really gets excited about winning awards. We all do."

"Not the way Yoongi-hyung does." Namjoon sighed and leaned against the counter.

"What do you mean?" Jin opened a few things and set a pan on the stove, turning on a burner.

Namjoon shrugged."I don't know, really. He just seems like he's in his own little world whenever he gets his hands on a trophy."

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Yoongi seated himself on his bed and stared at the clear, glass trophy. It was about seven inches tall, round, and clear. It was beautiful. If there was true love in this world, Yoongi held it in his hands. He admired the trophy with awe in his eyes, turning it in different directions to see every angle."Beautiful..." he murmured to himself.

Now no one knew this about Yoongi, but his love for trophies went beyond what anyone would believe. Yoongi was an objectophiliac. His preference was trophies. Getting a trophy, for Yoongi, was like falling in love. And with his sexuality, he actually was in love."So pretty..."

Yoongi began to palm himself as he stared at the trophy. Its shape did wonders for his desire. So long and round. To Yoongi's inappropriate mind, it seemed phallic. He bit his bottom lip as he palmed himself a little rougher. But this wasn't enough. It never was. He gently set the trophy down onto the bed then stood. He stripped off his clothes, completely baring himself. Looking down at the trophy, a smile tugged at his lips."They would never understand..." Who could possibly understand that Yoongi could love a trophy the same way someone could love another person? To Yoongi, this was love.

Squatting down, Yoongi grabbed a small box from beneath his bed. He opened it and pulled out a bottle of lube. Getting back onto his bed, Yoongi opened the bottle and poured some lube onto his fingers. He laid on his back and bent his knees, spreading his legs wide. Reaching down between his legs, he circled a fingertip around his rim before pushing that finger inside himself. As Yoongi began to finger himself, he bit his lip to keep himself quiet. He couldn't let anyone know what he was doing in here. He slid that finger in and out until he was ready for a second finger. As he stretched himself, his other hand grabbed his half-hard dick, stroking to work himself to a full erection.

Yoongi worked himself up to three fingers, rubbing the pads of his fingertips against his inner hot walls. Once he felt ready for more, he pulled his fingers out. He stopped stroking his erection and grabbed the lube and the trophy. His heart pounded as he spread lube all over the beautiful, glass object."Damn, I love you." He dropped the bottle of lube aside and moved the lube-coated trophy down. He rubbed the end of the trophy around his stretched hole then started slowly sliding it inside.

Yoongi wasn't defiling this object. No. He was making love to it. In his heart and mind, he truly felt a love connection with the award. He pushed the trophy into himself, feeling so full once he got all seven inches of the trophy inside. His fingers gripped the round base of the award and pulled it mostly out, only to shove it back into himself. He arched his back and bit his lip harder, desperate to keep himself quiet. He repeated the motion, fucking himself with the award. Yoongi's cheeks heated up and flared bright pink as he enjoyed the pleasure he got from thrusting a trophy up his ass.

Yoongi threw his head back and sped up his movement, fucking himself faster and harder. He swore he could see stars as he managed to thrust the trophy against his prostate. With his free hand, he grabbed his pillow and put it over his face to muffle any sounds he made. God, he loved this. He repeatedly slammed the trophy into his prostate, his body writhing with pleasure. He squeezed his eyes shut and barely managed to muffle the sound of pleasure that erupted from him as he reached his orgasm, ropes of white cum squirting out onto his stomach and ribs.

Pulling out the trophy, Yoongi panted. No one would ever understand how much he loved trophies. But he didn't need anyone to understand. He would keep his love a secret. No one needed to know.

(A/N: If you all have never seen how Yoongi looks at awards, you need to. Yoongi with trophies is seriously the truest ship there is.)