My Boyfriend Dolls ~Yoongi x BTS~

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The morning sun had just begun to rise, painting bits of the dark sky shades of light orange and pink. The young CEO was still sleeping soundly, unaware that he was alone.

His alarm woke him up an hour later. Yoongi's mouth was open wide as he let out a loud yawn. After shutting off his alarm clock, he sat up to stretch, the popping of his bones the only sounds in the too-large bedroom. He looked around sleepily, about to give his boyfriends their morning kisses when he finally realized they were gone.

Now wide awake, Yoongi jumped out of bed. He began to panic. Where could they have gone? They were all in bed when he went to sleep. Dolls don't just get up and walk away!

Before he could start tearing his bedroom apart, a loud bump came from downstairs along with muffled voices.

Did someone break in? At this hour? Yoongi wondered. How were they even able to get in? Not even his parents knew the code to the gate.

Another thump was heard, prompting Yoongi to grab his old baseball bat and creep down the stairs. When he got to the last step, he froze. The man had half a mind to whack himself with the bat to make sure he wasn't imagining what he saw.

What he was expecting to be robbers were instead five boys in the living room. Two of the boys were wrestling with each other while being egged on by two other boys. The fifth one was reading on the couch, giving the others the side-eye every now and then. It was he who was the first to notice Yoongi, staring at the CEO with a small dimpled smile.

Yoongi stood frozen near the stairs as he had a staring contest with the familiar boy. He thought he was having a dream he never wanted to wake up from. He didn't notice how the entire room fell silent, the other boys stopping what they're doing to watch the short man. No one knows how long they stare at each other, but it ends up being interrupted by another presence.

"Guys! Breakfast is ready. Let's go wake— Oh!"

Yoongi turns towards the right and comes face to face with another familiar man looking more beautiful alive than in his previous form.

"S-Seokjin?" Yoongi was barely able to get the name out as he still couldn't believe what he was seeing.

His boyfriends—his dolls—were alive.

"Shocking to see us like this, isn't it?" Seokjin asked with a soft smile. Yoongi silently nodded his head. His boyfriend chuckled.

"We're all surprised, too. None of us were expecting to just magically wake up. But let's eat before the food gets cold. You have work today, don't you?"

Again, the man nodded as his lovers pulled him to the dining room. Yoongi ate quietly as he watched his lovers engage in conversation, hearing their voices for the first time. He still thought it was all a dream, that he would wake up in bed with his boyfriends back to being dolls again. But something in the back of his head told him that it wasn't a dream. This was real.

After breakfast, Yoongi went to get ready for work. Two of the former sex dolls, Taehyung and Namjoon, were busy cleaning the kitchen.

As Namjoon wiped down the counters, he sighed happily. "I still can't believe we're actually alive."

He looked over at Taehyung who was washing the dishes. He noticed how the boy's lips formed a small pout.

"Taehyung," he called out to him. "You okay?" The boy only shrugged.

Setting the rag down, Namjoon walked over to his boyfriend and wrapped his arms around him from behind. He rested his head on his shoulder, placing gentle pecks against his ear.