Exulansis

Chapter 35 (M)

Warning! This chapter is about 5800 words, and 2600 of those is a smut scene. Not like, full smut, but some sexy times.

I don't know why but I just felt like writing smut so... have fun I guess lol

(There are markers for when smut starts and ends but like honestly I've tagged the story as mature and in the eventualsmut tag so why you here if you not prepared for smut? Like not shaming ya or anything I'm not good with smut most of the time but this ain't no PG friendly story y'know. Anyways I'm on a weird mood. Bye!)

"Hey Yoongi-ah, whats up?" The elder asked, his voice floating through the room from the phone on the nightstand. Yoongi meanwhile was painting on a large canvas, wearing the dungarees Tae had gifted him and a pallet of paints in his hand.

"I'm good Jin-hyung," he called back, desperately trying to blend a stubborn portion of colour on the canvas, "hows work?"

Yoongi loved these calls from his hyung, usually the elder was far too busy to have full phone calls, but the pair constantly texted. In fact, any time Yoongi was on his phone he was most likely texting the elder, as he was the only person he actually messaged now a days. Jin knee about yoongis job at the salon, he knew about his and the married couples new relationship, Yoongi updated the elder every single day on how his life was.

Jin wasn't just a friend that yoongi admired, he was his hyung. He was the man who helped yoongi escape gang life, he was the man who assisted Yoongi in getting a job, in getting an apartment, in getting food for those first few weeks when it was just so hard to survive. Along with that, Jin hyung helped Yoongi mentally. He always asked him how he was, he became a stable and consistent person that yoongi needed in his life.

Jin explained that work was good, a little busier than usual but good nonetheless.
"Yoongi-ah, I have a question," the elder started, Yoongi paused his movements and looked at the phone, as if he were facing the elder.
"Do you know somebody called Kim Taehyung?"

Yoongi smiled at the name, "of course hyung, that's my hyungie."
'Hyungie' quickly became the nickname Yoongi had used when telling Jin about his new best friend, only now did Yoongi realise he never actually said Taehyungs full name.

"Yoongi-ah," the elder chuckled, "Taehyung is my little brother"

Yoongi appeared dumbfound for a moment, a wave of awareness washed over him, an awareness of how stupidly blind he had been that is.
"So you're telling me that this brother I've been hearing you struggle with is Tae, and the brother I've been hearing him talk about is you?"

Jin continued laughing, he had made the connection himself only a few days prior when he had heard his brother mention the nickname 'Yoongles'.

Yoongi stepped outside the room and into Taehyungs, he pulled the elder off the bed he was relaxing on and brought him into his own room.

"What is you doin' to my fine self? If you crack this mask I'll crack you" the elder joked while checking that his face mask had in fact now smudged or cracked in the mirror.

"Taehyung, your brother is Jin hyung! Why didn't you tell me?" The boy whined, Jins voice could be heard, still chucking, from the phone.

Tae, who was as confused as ever, just shrug his shoulder with scrunched brows, "didn't realise it was necessary information? Also why are you on the phone with that idiot?" He asked in a teasing voice.

Jin could be heard making faint complaints, not that either boys payed any attention.

"Jin-hyung is my hyung!" Yoongi weakly explained, wiping his hands in his dungarees before picking up the phone, where Jin was still complaining. Something along the lines of "ungrateful brat" and "I'm too good for you".