-- when i'm with you i don't know what's better, stargazing or your loving eyes.
yoongi entered the hotel room, his nostrils immediately sensing the smell of cigarettes. he checked the time 9:30 am. he had approximately seven hours.
he turned to hoseok as he unbuttoned his shirt. hoseok just stared. he had no idea how to react to this, "o-oh..." was all he managed to say.
yoongi's shirt hit the ground, his pants fell down to his ankles and suddenly he felt selfconsious, "shit. i-i shouldn't have done this." of course i shouldn't have done this, he doesn't like me. i'm ugly. hoseok grabbed yoongi's wrist, "no..."
yoongi looked up at him and began fidgetting with the buttons on hoseok's shirt,
"i love you, hoseok."
