taehyung sat nervously on the bed. yoongi had just witnessed him cuddling with jungkook and slammed the door shut. obviously, taehyung had caught up with yoongi to proclaim its all just done in a friendly way, not, in any way, romantic.
...andddd yoongi ignored him.
so taehyung was going to make it up to him.
how?
sex.
bad to think that fucking could lead to forgiveness but taehyung knew all he could do was show yoongi how much he really loved him.
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yoongi looked in the mirror, ruffling his hair with a fluffy pink towel. it was stupid, but his eyes were puffy and red from crying. taehyung had told yoongi a long time ago that he had a crush on jungkook, and even though taehyung was dating him now, he still showed signs of affection towards jungkook. cuddling him was the last straw and he felt like breaking that coconut ass head apart, seeing him together with his precious baby.
"fuck, yoongi, you cant get mad okay? it probably really was friendly," he told himself but he just didnt believe it.
the bathroom door started opening. "hey!" he barked but it widened instead.
"hyung?" taehyung said softly, stepping into the cold tiled floor...
...naked.
"oh fuck baby," yoongi muttered, dropping his hair towel. his wet locks dripped with water and were plastered all along his forehead. his grip tightened on the towel going along side his waist.
"i love you, and only you," taehyung whispered before taking yoongis waist and slamming it into his own body, yanking him into a heated make out session.
yoongi was shocked but eventually his mouth acted for him. their lips overlapped, licking, sucking, gently biting, tongues inserting. they stopped the make out session when yoongi pulled apart, both panting. taehyung whined but shut up when he felt yoongi pull him into a hug.
"i dont think you want this," yoongi whispered, hands tracing taehyungs biceps.
"trust me, i fucking do," taehyung said, quickly releasing himself from the hug and admiring his sturdy body figure.
yoongi smirked. "fine baby," he said.
...and then he dropped the towel.
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fucking 9 inches.
did taehyung really get a ruler and count?
well, yes, yes he did.
and yoongi barked out in laughter when taehyungs eyes widened. "thats not going to fit up my ass!" he proclaimed.
"ill make it fit. now turn around babe," yoongi instructed. taehyung quivered at his words and shakily turned around.
"hey, hey taehyung," he said gently. he brought taehyung to the bed right outside the bathroom. "sit."
he sat.
"you think im going to have sex with you in my god damn bathroom?" he asked. and taehyung nodded, semi worried.
"making love... i dont to show you how much i love you by inserting my dick in your ass, making you uncomfortable aganist the wall, in my fucking bathroom. baby to me, sex is done by love, and i want to make you as comfortable as possible; okay?"
taehyung smiled. there he was. soft yoongi.
"i think im ready," he told yoongi, and yoongi smiled, bending down and pressing soft kisses on his neck.
"love you baby."
"love you hyung."
