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88: cupid / taeseokgguk [!]

CUPID

WORD COUNT 3.3k
OVERVIEW hoseok's heat comes early; thankfully, his two boyfriends have no problem with that. ( warnings: a/b/o universe / alpha!gguk, beta!tae, omega! hoseok / heat sex / top taeguk, bottom hoseok / rimming, riding, a bit of dirty talk ??, aftercare, princess kink kinda, soft smut )
PLAYLIST cupid / ryan beatty, summer / keshi, moment's silence (common tongue) / hozier
NOTES this is a request but i forgot the person's username 🤡👉👈 o well u know who u are 🙃

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     WARM SUNLIGHT SPILLS onto the hardwood floors of a small studio apartment, slowly slinking towards the double bed shoved into the corner of the bedroom, white and beige sheets rumpled and curled around the bodies of three boys. it's a summer morning, 9:43AM, when the day's already starting to get warm, your body slowly becoming sweaty beneath the sheets, the laziness washing over you.

a soft playlist flows through the air, a mix of keshi and ennio morricone, indie and classical, making the eyelids of three boys feel heavy. three bodies are tangled together in the beige sheets: one is tall, lanky and limber, coloured like café au lait, with hair like moonlight silver and eyelashes long enough to brush his freckled cheeks. he lies to the left of one who is slightly shorter, limbs thick and muscled, skin coloured in shades of golden sunlight, hair like rose petals red, and lips beautifully crafted like persephone's own passion fruits. and then, completing this trio, a muscular yet long-limbed and lanky body with skin painted like milky tea, hair coloured in shades hot chocolate and mocha latte, ears pierced with several silver rings and studs.

in order, they are taehyung, hoseok and jeongguk. they're boyfriends—lovers, paramours, amoures, if you'd prefer ( they do )—, have been for the past three years. they're artists, too; taehyung paints his gorgeous personal muses in watercolour and oil, hoseok dances to classical and hip-hop rhythms with passion burning in his heart, jeongguk plays guitar and sings beautiful heart wrenching indie ballads in his studio. they're in love with eachother and with their art forms—they're lover boys.

taehyung's deep voice sings along to keshi lowly, lazily tracing gentle patterns on the small of hoseok's back ( unknown to him he's drawing hearts and writing 'i love you' ), irises focused on hoseok's beautiful features. they're laying naked but for their boxers, and hoseok's golden skin seems to go on forever, covered with freckles and moles and childhood scars ( he had a life before taehyung and jeongguk ). jeongguk hugs hoseok from behind, lips kissing the skin underneath his ear, starry eyes lazily focused on taehyung.

call them cheesy, but they're in love.

hoseok's drifting between slumber and awareness, eyes occasionally fluttering open. the window is open, and their white drapes float around in the wind, warm air making hoseok's body feel heavy and light at the same time. jeongguk's arm is around his middle, fingers brushing just above his sharp hipbones, whereas taehyung's hand is on his back and simultaneously touching jeongguk's abs with his knuckles. they're so close that they're breathing the air they exhale.

hoseok stirs slightly, adjusting his body so he's laying on his back rather than his side, eyes on the ceiling. taehyung takes the opportunity to throw a leg over him, snuggling his face into the juncture between hoseok's shoulder and neck. the eldest boy's skin is always so warm, radiating pure sunlight, and he smells like vanilla essence and a hint of oranges from his shampoo. jeongguk inhales heavily; he's sensitive to smells, but hoseok's makes him feel safe, at home.

keshi sings about summer love and not wanting to miss someone, and taehyung gently lifts his head to place a kiss on hoseok's beautiful full lips, the redhead stifling a small chuckle, moving his head to return it. it's soft, small and tender, lazy hands drifting around bodies. "hey, what about me?!" jeongguk whines, and taehyung and hoseok have to break apart to laugh, deep chuckles from down in their chests.