Odd Lollipop Out // VKook

15 (Hoseok)

Hoseok's POV (3rd person)

During the party

Hoseok kept sober during the whole party knowing he'd have to drive a drunk Yoongi home by the end of the night. He wasn't sure about Jimin since he didn't know what kind of person he was in parties.

The younger was sober though. Thankfully. He's currently in the middle of the dance floor with a random guy as they not so appropriate danced. Jimin snaked his hands around the guy's neck while the dude gripped his waist.

The boy saw Hoseok looking at him with amusement and winked, making the older shake his head with a chuckle.

On the other hand, Yoongi was a drunk mess. Several empty shot glasses made a little border around him on the bar as he lazily tried supporting his own head with a pale arm.

"Hey bartender! Five more shots!" The mint haired boy yelled over the music but the worker shook his head. "I'm sorry sir but I don't think it would be safe to give you any more alcohol." Yoongi weakly slammed a fist on the bar counter before protesting. "You don't have a say about my health you motherfu-"

Hoseok covered his mouth before he could say any profanities and apologized to the bartender. Although Yoongi was strong, he couldn't get out of the red haired boy's firm grip on his arm, considering his drunken state, as he's being pulled to an empty guest bedroom.

"Let go of me!" The older angrily demanded which the younger only complied after he sat him down on the edge of the bed.

With folded arms and a concerned expression, he started to scold the older. "Hyung you can't just pick a fight with the worker! This isn't even your party! And why are you worst than usual today?! If I wasn't there you would've-"

"Can you stop yelling for fucks sake!" The mint haired boy exclaimed, startling Hoseok a bit before sighing. Yoongi closed his eyes, trying to calm himself and the younger took this as an opportunity to admire the mint head.

Even at a state like this he still doesn't fail to make me stop liking him. The boy thought to himself while his hyung continued to sit quietly with his eyes still shut. He wondered if the older somehow fell asleep but didn't even try to make sure that he was and instead lowered his face to where their heads were only a couple inches apart so he could continue to ogle his features from up close. Why does he have to be so good looking?

Unexpectedly, a pair of arms gripped his waist and in a matter of seconds, Yoongi was pinning Hoseok down on the bed, intensely staring into his eyes. The red haired younger squirmed under him, heart racing from the sudden intimacy that replaced the once existing relaxed atmosphere.

"W-what are you doing?" He stuttered out, feeling suffocated by the older's entrancing smell despite the lingering fumes of alcohol. Yoongi ignored the younger's flustered state, leaning down to where his breath fanned over his ear. "Tell me you want me as much as I want you right now."

Hoseok shivered under his low velvety voice, his body letting his hormones get the best of him as he slowly nodded his head out of seeing the amount of lust in the older's eyes.

Without warning, Yoongi's lips hungrily crashed onto the younger's, making him jolt a bit from the contact, the mint head's hands immediately snaking under the boy's shirt. Hoseok bit his lip, afraid to let out any awkward moans while the older started trailing kisses down his jawline.

"Take off your shirt. Now." Yoongi demanded and the redhead obediently did so. He groaned while roughly sucking and biting onto the younger's stomach, sending vibrations throughout Hoseok's body as he grew painfully hard.

The older took off his own shirt, displaying his mesmerizingly milky skin even in the dim room, before smashing his lips back onto his.

Hoseok had never been happier knowing that Yoongi, who he's liked for years now, was finally showing a liking to him.

But that happiness was immediately stripped from him.

"Jimin." Yoongi moaned as he slowly drew his lips back to his neck.

The red head stopped gripping his soft mint colored hair, hands going limp beside him while the older continued what he was doing, not knowing that he just broke Hoseok's heart.

The younger pushed Yoongi off of him, the boy scowling in disapproval when his back hit the sheets, seeing the redhead quickly trying to slip his shirt back on. "What the fuck are you doing?"

Hoseok looked at him with pained eyes, his once racing heart now ached in just a matter of seconds. He left the room, not bothering to yell at the guy, and headed for the exit, grabbing a bottle of alcohol when he passed by the bar.

"Hoseok-hyung!" A high-pitched voice yelled from the crowd and the redhead cursed to himself before putting on his best forced smile. "Hey, Jimin!"

The random guy that he was dancing with earlier was now nowhere to be seen and his freshly dyed pink hair from this morning was pushed back by sweat, exposing his forehead.

"You're leaving already?!" The younger shouted over the loud music and the older could only nod. "Yeah, I gotta go! I'll see you on Monday!"

"Wait what about Yoong-"

Hoseok didn't let him finish as he was already out of the doors, not wanting Jimin to have the opportunity to say his name.