innocence; vmin

t w e n t y e i g h t (bonus)

nobody asked but here's some yoonseok for you

this isn't relevant to the plot so you don't have to read it if you don't want to but i've literally been dying to write more hobi so uh-

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Yoongi found himself at Hoseok's doorstep that afternoon, knocking a few times before the door was opened, revealing the ravenette in all of his tanned glory.

His dark hair was slicked back with some sort of styling gel with only a few strands falling in front of his face, exposing the vast majority of his forehead. He leaned against the doorframe with his bare arms crossed, a somewhat cocky grin on his face.

"So you came after all, huh?" He teased, chuckling when Yoongi scowled and pushed past him, inviting himself inside. "For a minute there I thought you were going to back out."

"And why the hell would I do that?" Yoongi asked with a glare directed toward Hoseok. "Have I ever been one to back down?"

"True," he agreed, taking his hands out of the pockets of his jeans. "You've always been stubborn."

Yoongi felt his nerves rattle inside of him. Hoseok was pushing his buttons so skillfully that he hadn't even been there five minutes and he was already on edge--but that's exactly what he wanted.

Call it a kink, a fetish, whatever you want, but Yoongi loved it. That kind of foreplay always led to the best sex, especially with Hoseok.

"Asshole," Yoongi cursed through gritted teeth, stepping backwards as if to invite Hoseok to step closer.

"Maybe you shouldn't be so hard-headed," Hoseok suggested, smoothly taking advantage of Yoongi's invitation by taking several steps forward, challenging him to step away again. "Because I can promise you I won't be taking it easy on you this time."

"You call last time taking it easy?" Yoongi asked with a scoff as he stood his ground, even when Hoseok was close enough that his breathing was able to be heard.

"What's wrong, princess? Was last time too much for you?" Hoseok looked down at him with such an intense expression that Yoongi almost did consider backing down. He wanted to hate Hoseok for the effect he had on him, but he couldn't help but love how it made him feel. "It's still not too late to leave, you know."

"I already told you," Yoongi started, taking a step back purely to fight the suffocating feeling of such a dominant figure being so close to him. "I'm not going anywhere."

"What a shame," Hoseok said with a sigh, tsking as he took the back of Yoongi's head into his hand by his hair. "Such a pretty boy has no business being so wreckless."

No more words were given the space to be exchanged, as Hoseok eagerly attacked Yoongi's lips with his own, the younger returning the gesture with just enough vigor.

They brought it to Hoseok's room without detaching even once, Hoseok picking the smaller boy up as soon as the door was closed and wrapping his legs around his waist, pushing his back against the wall.

Their passionate exchange continued in a mess of tangled hair and heavy breaths, the younger of the two's mouth finding its way down to a sensitive area on Yoongi's neck.

He let out a soft moan as he squirmed, enduring a few more minutes before his lips found their way to Hoseok's ear.

"Stop fucking around and just take me already," he whispered, pulling his legs tighter around his waist.

Hoseok responded with a grunt and removed his face from Yoongi's neck, carrying the smaller teen to the bed and setting him down rather roughy before climbing on top of him. He engaged him in one last kiss before getting down to what Yoongi wanted.