草莓|strawberries & cigarettes°yoonkook

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"SWEETHEART, there's someone down for you."

Jeongguk frowned in confusion, before twisting around in his chair to witness the sight of his mother; poking her head inside the room. "For me?"

"Yes love," taking a long drag from the enormous cigar held in her perfectly manicured five inch red nails, she spoke, billowing smoke into the boy's bedroom. "Hurry along, he's...impatient. Don't know how you managed to befriend someone that odd, the reason escapes me!" Laughing an airy fake laugh, she left, shutting the door with a snap.

Still slightly confused, the boy followed the clack of her heels against the wood panelled staircase, bare feet emerging at the bottom to see something he never really thought he would see.

Min Yoongi in his living room, sipping on a glass of lemonade.

Jeongguk's mouth went dry.

"Oh hello." He muttered, eyes taking in the image of the older boy in ripped jean shorts and a black sweat shirt that said FUCK THE SYSTEM in bold angry letters. Subconsciously, he glanced down at his own ragged band tee with purple pyjama bottoms.

Yoongi was smiling at him lop-sidedly, as if endeared by his appearance.

Jeongguk's mother cleared her throat. "Well, there he is, our little jeongukkie!" She had the audacity to pinch his cheek ( which left an angry red mark on his skin, but no matter for his skin had coloured up a hot pink anyhow ) "Come Jeongguk, let's sit and greet our guest." Being dragged over to the couch opposite to their 'guest' by his mother was bad enough. It was worse that he could see Yoongi trying very hard not to laugh out of the corner of his eye.

"Well, you boy's catch up, I'll be right back!" She said cheerfully, tottering away towards the kitchen.

As soon as she was out of hearing range, Yoongi snorted very rudely, erupting into a fit of silent giggles. Jeongguk got redder ( if that was possible ) and threw a cushion at the older boy's stupid face.

"Shut up it's not funny !" He whisper yelled.

" 's kinda funny," replied Yoongi, wiping a stray tear off his cheek, shoulders shuddering from laughter.

Jeongguk shot him a glare. "What're you even doing here?" He asked, leaning back and crossing his arms. "What happened to the whole climbing the window thing?"

The latter shrugged. "Figured t'was about time I got to meet your parents."

"A very bad idea--"

Jeongguk had to forcefully swallow his bewilderment as he saw his mother return, tall glass of golden champagne in hand. She plopped down next to him, facing Yoongi.

"So tell me boys," she began, directing the question at the older more than the younger. "How did you two come to know each other? Jeongguk didn't mention any summer friend."

Jeongguk caught Yoongi's gaze for a millisecond. To lie or to be honest?

"We... met this summer actually." Jeongguk began. "In the uh..."

"--garden." Yoongi finished for him. "Jeongguk here was planting roses and I happen to be a rose enthusiast myself. We struck up a conversation and turns out we weren't all that different."

Jeongguk's mother's eyes were wide as she peeked at her son. "Baby, when did you start gardening?"

"Since forever mom! I love gardening!" Jeongguk laughed nervously (he hated gardening).

"Oh!" The woman seemed very pleased for some reason. "And you two look like such nice friends, about time Jeongguk got one, might I add! Perhaps you can also help him find a girlfriend, Yoongi?"

Both boys' gaze flitted across each other's once more, no doubt remembering the events of the previous day. The slow kisses as Yoongi pressed Jeongguk down against the silken duvet upon the bed, touch travelling down his chest, grip tightening, one of Yoongi's knees between Jeongguk's legs---

"Of course, Mrs. Jeon." Yoongi smiled innocently. "Girls would be lining down the block for his attention pretty soon."

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Jeongguk couldn't help the low whimper from escaping his lips, as he felt Yoongi lick up his neck, stopping at the curve of his jawline to graze his teeth against the skin; strawberries.

"You even look at a girl the wrong way," Yoongi growled, lips hovering near the brunet's ear.

Jeongguk slid his hands up under his shirt, allowing a smirk to grace his features. "What'll ya do, huh? Ground me to death?"

Almost immediately he whimpered again, head tilting back of it's own accord as teeth sunk into flesh by his adam's apple. "Ah-- okay time out," breath escaping in short pants of pent up energy, he slid his lids open to pout at Yoongi. "You're being unnecessarily rough, you know that?"

Yoongi hmmphed, highlights of cheeks dusted red. His thumbs drew small circles against Jeongguk's waist, body holding him securely upon the hood of the mustang. "Can't help it. You look so good." He slid his thumb against the angry red blotch decorating Jeongguk's skin. "You're cosmic."

"Yeah?" Jeongguk let out a breathy little sigh as Yoongi pressed feathery kisses around the hot skin. His fingers entangled themselves in the ravenet's shirt, pulling him closer to conjoin their lips in a somewhat messy kiss, tongue licking around the inside of Yoongi's ravine. Detaching the contact, he leaned forward to whisper slowly against his ear. "You look better though. So pretty."

He heard Yoongi swear under his breath, and allowed him a second more to enjoy his presence, before pushing at his broad chest. The older boy stumbled back a few steps, allowing Jeongguk enough space to jump off the hood with a giggle. "C'mon then pretty boy, 'm sure you had something to show me, hm?"

Grinning at Yoongi's befuddled expression, he sashayed a couple feet past him, darting his gaze across the relatively unimpressive stretch of land where they had parked. Genuinely confused as to why the former would think this was anywhere special, he scratched behind his ear.

Yoongi came up behind him, a basket held in his hand, nudging his shoulder a bit. "We're gonna have to walk a bit, cool?"

"Yeah, cool." Jeongguk reached forward to grab his vacant hand. "Wouldn't mind, so long as I get to spend my time with you."

"Aight bun," Yoongi pecked his cheek, before pulling at their intertwined fingers to get him to start walking.

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a/n; theyre getting slightly more confident w each other  ! thoughts?

anyway uhhhh guks mom is a jerk ok also this chapter was shit bleurgh but steamy car backseat sexy times coming up soon in a theatre near u ( spoiler : rain )