pen pal(s)

twelve

"And that, my dear hyung, is how I got a dildo stuck up my ass for over an hour." Taehyung says, slapping the surface of the table.

Yoongi stares at him with dead eyes and an unimpressed face. "I hate you."

"You love me," Taehyung sniffs. "But really hyung, how're things going with Hoseok?" Taehyung asks, batting his eyelashes innocently.

Yoongi rolls his eyes and huffs, though his expression softens slightly at the mention of Hoseok's name. Whipped.

"He's going fine, don't pry." Is all Yoongi says, and Taehyung whines in protest, reaching over to punch Yoongi in the arm playfully.

Yoongi bats the offending limb away and kicks Taehyung under the table in warning. "Stop it." He growls, eyes narrowed.

Taehyung pouts and sinks back down into his chair, crossing his arms over his chest and sulking.

The older boy in front of him sighs in defeat. "Don't you have a date with those two jocks tomorrow?" He asks, trying to steer the conversation into a different route.

Taehyung immediately rocks forward, nearly toppling over with the force. "Yes!" He says excitedly, stars basically shining in his eyes.

Yoongi grins, gummy-smile and all. "You excited, yeah?"

"Of course." Taehyung says, sighing dreamily. "They're both so hot, I want them to fucking ruin me."

Yoongi scowls, reaching over and covering Taehyung's mouth with his hand. "Shut up about them fucking you, I don't want to hear it!"

Taehyung licks Yoongi's hand and grins brightly when Yoongi pulls back in disgust, wiping his hand on Taehyung's sleeve.

"But you're my best friend, you're supposed to listen to my woes and wet dreams. It's law!" Taehyung wails, too loudly.

Yoongi hides his face in his hands, ears a light pink along with his cheeks. "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, just shut up! Oh my god."

Taehyung wiggles in his seat, smug. "Finally."

"Well, basically, they're both cute as fuck," Taehyung starts, staring up at the ceiling in a mock attempt of thinking. "And they've got a really good friendship, they're nice, have wonderful muscles, could probably pick me up. I've got a strength kink, y'know. Over all they're perfect and I want to kiss them."

Yoongi hums. "That wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. But yeah, you're totally whipped for them."

"Totally." Taehyung sighs, resting his head in his hand.

They both sit at the cafe table in comfortable silence, sipping at their drinks and playing footsie underneath the table until they both have to leave.

Taehyung waves goodbye at Yoongi way too enthusiastically when he starts walking away. Yoongi waves back, although more tamed.

The rest of the walk home was... nice. He was excited for his "date" with Jimin and Jungkook tomorrow. Taehyung felt light.

He couldn't wait for tomorrow to come.

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