⇝Love Is Blind, So Am I⇜ •ʏᴏᴏɴꜱᴇᴏᴋ• {English}

⇱Audition⇲

Yoongi's POV

Yoongi woke up the next day, feeling a pair of arms around him. He could perfectly recognize who it was just by how the other's hands were placed on his back. He smiled at a sleeping Hoseok, placing a hand on his cheek and slowly felt up his face. They were really close. He remembered how he had that panic attack in front of everyone and felt ashamed. He kissed Hoseok's nose tip and smiled again, trying to forget about the night prior. Then, he felt Hoseok's hands moving on his hips and he blushed.

"Are you awake?" He asked in a whisper.

As response, he got a hand under his shirt, on his waist, stroking his soft skin slowly.
"Yeah I am~ How did you sleep?" Hoseok asked, giggling. Yoongi could feel his breathe on his face.

"I slept well, but... I feel ashamed. I'm really sorry for have reacted like that, I-I didn't want to make a fuss-".

"Hey, hey, it's fine. It's not your fault, you couldn't control it." He told him, stroking his cheeks now. Yoongi leaned into the touch and placed his own hand on Hoseok's.

"Can you kiss me?" Yoongi asked, intertwining his fingers with Hoseok's. This latest didn't answer and Yoongi thought he didn't want to, so he got a little sad. But in the end, the younger's lips were on his, softly moving for a passionate kiss which Yoongi returned gladly. When they were missing air, they broke away from each other. They were still close with their faces, though, Hoseok's hand on Yoongi's hip, stroking softly through the fabric of his jeans.

"Yoongi, you have the audition next week, precisely on Monday. Let me help you to prepare something for it, okay?" Hoseok told him, the hand on his hip going up under his shirt and stopped on his waist, again.

"Okay, but I think to already have an idea about the song I want to write. I can't dance though, so I hope that's not a problem." He answered. He placed a hand on what seemed the other's arms and stroked it.

"Great! We can review it together, maybe. And don't worry about dancing, they'll understand." His hand moved higher and Yoongi's shirt was almost off practically. He noticed it and blushed, scooting closer to the younger.

"Mh, I hope so... What are you doing?" He asked, closing his eyes and breathing in when Hoseok moved his hand on his chest and brushed against his nipples.

"I'm just touching you. I mean, since you had a panick attack, last night, I wanted to, I don't know, maybe make you feel good. But if you don't want I'll stop." He spoke, truthfully.

Yoongi didn't hesitate and took his hand.
"Hoseok, of course you can touch me. I love it when you do it... Yes, it's crazy, because I've just met you in person. But I really... I really like you already and..." He didn't know how to explain what he was feeling, neither when Hoseok last touched him. It felt as if nothing existed in the world if not the two of them, his all being filled with excitement and joyfulness. He never felt like that before, with nobody, nor with Jimin. He was different; yes, he was his best friend, he felt happy everytime they were together and felt grateful to him for all that he had done for him. It was a found feeling, but only a deep friendship. Hoseok was different, he felt another kind of feeling with him. Was it... Love? Probably. Yoongi felt on love with Hoseok and it was crazy. But was Hoseok feeling the same? Was he in love you Yoongi? Or was he just using him, taking advantage of his blindness?

"I know right? I feel the same, I love it when you touch me and when I touch you. I would love to do that again, if you give me permission... And I think I like you too." He said, for then giggle again.

Yoongi smiled "You're not making fun of me or taking advantage right?" He asked, poking Hoseok's nose.

Hoseok's hand, again, went on his chest and stroked his tummy, for then go lower and under his jeans and boxers. He started to stroke him there. Yoongi's breathe hitched and he leaned towards Hoseok.