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V: "You Brat"

@I-WantMore-Comics that picccc is just for you my dudeeeee :) 

Boy Howdy Folks, I'm still debating whether or not Joonie is gonna be a complete soft dom or if he's gonna be a grumpy dom sometimes--because ngl I like both my dudes. 

Yoongi's POV

I rest my head against the window of Namjoon's car, he told me to give him my address so I can pick up clothes for the night. I hold Alfie on my shoulder so he could lay with me-- I think Alfie has to be my new favorite stuffie. "We don't really have to go.. my house is kind of a mess." 

After not being home for two weeks, not to mention the fact that working overtime, to begin with, left me no time to clean.

But I guess it's a good thing, I have a feeling I'm gonna be in little space for a bit --so getting my binky and my favorite sippy cup is probably a good idea. Joonie insisted on coming in though, and I hesitantly let him come with me.

But since I live so far away, I start falling asleep. My head hangs to the side as I feel my eyelids getting heavy. I wake up to feel Namjoon carrying me, my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms hanging around his neck. "Do you have your keys?" I nod my head and point to my back pocket. I go to take an arm away from around his neck but he reaches into my back pocket and I open my eyes--blushing a bit. "There's nothing in there." He pulls his hand out from my pocket and goes back to holding my butt up. 

I groan and let go from around his waist and neck. I go to walk around the side of the house, "Where are you going, baby boy?" I hear him start to follow me but he stops. 

"I always leave a window open in the back... I do this a lot." I laugh-- still tired beyond all belief, but I stagger behind the house and through the grass. There have been way too many times that I've had to call a locksmith, and at this point-- I couldn't care less if someone breaks in. 

"You're not climbing in through the window..." Joonie shouts from the stone walkway, but I keep walking. Ignoring him completely as I go to find the window, "Why don't you have a spare key?"

Okay, it all seems like a good idea to have a spare key... unless you're like me, having to start going to buy more and more spare keys because I always lose them no matter what I do. I slide open the window, sliding through and falling onto the kitchen floor. "Owie."

I scraped up my knee a bit, and as I wipe away the dust from my knee I can feel the blood soaking through a bit, "Frick." I look around to find something to clean the blood off my pants--grabbing a dish towel and patting down my thighs. I shouldn't have used all my band-aids playing doctor with my stuffed animals... but I couldn't resist using all my Ariel band-aids. I entirely ruined the towel, but at this point, I give up.

I toss aside the dish towel and start to make my way to the front door, unlocking it to see Namjoon looking worried on my front step. He comes inside and laughs, "I told you not to go through the window, did you hurt yourself?" He looks around a bit, squinting his eyes as I've avoided turning on the light switch. 

I hope he doesn't see the giant wet spot on the knee of my pants from where I cleaned up my blood. I shake my head and lead him to the couch. "How can you see in here? It's so dark, Yoongi." He goes to flip the light switch and I rush over to stop him. "Yoongi." He says sternly as I slap his hand away from the switch--I fucked up. 

"My house is a complete mess, I don't want you to see it! Just sit on the couch, and I'll go pack my bag." I run upstairs to pack my bag, grabbing my favorite binky from my dresser and a blankie. I toss in a couple of outfits and run back downstairs, but even before I reached the bottom step I could see that he had turned on the light as was looking around at the disaster. "Joon! I told you to not turn on the light." He looks back at me, with an odd expression.