smoke | yoonseok fic

maybe a kiss wouldn't hurt, would it?

The boys head over to Yoongi's apartment. The younger trails behind Yoongi. Since only Hoseok had a car, he drove them to the apartment complex. Yoongi searched for his keys in his pocket while Hoseok looked down at his boots, his hands in his butt pockets.
"Welcome back to my humble abode. Make yourself comfy. Would you like a glass of water?" Yoongi asked Hoseok
"That would be fine." Hoseok kicked off his boots and sat on the couch. A clatter of dirty dishes in a sink came from behind him. Yoongi washed a cup, filled it up with tap water and ice and gave it to Hoseok.
"Thank you."
"Of course. Do you wanna watch a movie or something?" Asked Yoongi. He grabbed the remote and went onto Netflix. Yoongi stopped at a movie that seemed intresting and read the description outloud to Hoseok. They ended up watching Ferris Bueller's Day Off, a personal favorite of Yoongi's.

About half way into the movie, Hoseok had fallen asleep on the couch and slumped over onto Yoongi's shoulder. Yoongi stayed in the same position for about 20 minutes until he realized that Hoseok was vulnerable. Yoongi looked over at Hoseok's boopable nose. "Maybe a kiss wouldn't hurt, would it?" Yoongi thought. He moved as slow and quietly as possible and cupped his hand on Hoseok's jawline. He traced the other side of his jaw with his free hand. Yoongi leaned in, closed his eyes, and puckered his lips. Yoongi did it. He kissed his nose, and his heart skipped a beat. Hoseok groaned and opened his eyes for a second. Yoongi quickly turned around to look back at the TV until Hoseok closed his eyes again.
"Cute ass sleeper," Yoongi sighed "now I want to cuddle him. God fucking damnit Hoseok."
Yoongi cuddled up next to Hoseok and rested his head on top of Hobi's. This is the first night in a few years Hoseok stayed at Yoongi's place.

The next morning, when Yoongi got up, Hoseok fell over onto the length of the couch. He put Hoseok's legs on the couch, threw a blanket over him, and put a pillow under his head. Yoongi went over to his messy kitchen and made coffee.
"uUuuuhGhhh" Yoongi heard a groan from the couch. "Good morning, sunshine. You want some coffee?" He had asked the younger.
"Yes pLeaSe." Hoseok groaned out.
Yoongi poured a cup for Hoseok and smiled. He was still thinking about the kiss. His heart was warm and mushy. It was as if he physically uwu'd.
"ThaNK yOu YoOngS." Said Hoseok. He took a sip. The bitterness of it struck Hoseok's brain, making his face scrunch up. Yoongi tried his best to control himself from going to kiss his nose again. It was just so cute.
Hoseok got up to use the bathroom and wash his face. His back was hunched over and his feet slid across the wooden floor. The bathroom door shut. Yoongi was as happy as he was when the two were together. He jumped around his apartment and softly yelled into his pillow. Jung Hoseok you cute ass mother fucker.